All Chapters of Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Willow’s POVThe bowling alley was busy, since it was Cosmic Bowling night. Laser lights swept across the lanes, and the music was pumping. Balls tore down the lanes, crashing into the pins with a satisfying crack.“Oh look,” Adonis giggled, pointing at the selection of bowling balls. “They have blue balls.”“Adonis,” I admonished. “The children.”“I love blue balls,” Leo said.I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing along with Adonis. Leo scrunched his face up.“Why are you laughing? What’s wrong with blue balls?” he asked.“Nothing,” I said.“Everything,” Adonis said at the same time, which caused us both to start laughing again.I entered everyone’s name into the automatic score card while the kids put on their shoes. Just as Mira was walking up to the lane, my father arrived.He kissed me on the cheek, and then shook hands with Adonis.“Benjamin,” Adonis said, taking a step back from him and waving his finger up and down. “You’re looking good. Have you been going to the gym?”My f

Willow’s POVLuigi led me out of the kitchen and up the stairs, as goosebumps of anticipation prickled my skin. We checked in on the kids, and sure enough, they were all fast asleep on the couch.“Just leave them for now,” Luigi said when I went to move them. Then I followed him to the bedroom.Opening the door, Luigi revealed the romantic scene he’d prepared. The bed was strewn with rose petals, and on the blanket was a box of chocolates, my favorite ones imported from France. There was another bottle of champagne chilling in on the bedside stand.My heart flooded with love for Luigi. He’d gone through a lot of effort to surprise me, even after he’d put in a long day at work himself. It was incredibly thoughtful. And at the foot of the bed was a large, wrapped box.“What’s that?” I asked, motioning at the box.“It’s a present,” he said, “for you.”“For me?” I asked, perplexed. “What’s the occasion?”“You’re the occasion,” he shrugged.“Well, what is it?” I asked, looking at the larg

Willow’s POV“Okay, so Mira has that birthday party at 2:00, so I’ll take Leo to swimming lessons, then pick her up from gymnastics class at 12:00 and bring her back here. You can take her to the party while I take Carl to hockey, and I’ll drop off Leo at martial arts on the way. Then I swing by the grocery store before Carl’s done. You can pick up Leo and then Mira? Will that work?”Luigi was cleaning up the dishes from our Saturday morning pancake fest. The kids had gone upstairs to get dressed and ready for the day. Cradling my coffee cup in my hand, I started jotting down a grocery shopping list.It was a typical Saturday in our house, busy and a bit chaotic. Juggling three kids with three different schedules meant that Luigi and I were basically a taxi service for the entire day. But we didn’t mind, the kids were so happy.“Oh shit,” I said, realizing something. “We forgot to get Annisa a gift! I was supposed to do that yesterday.” I’d completely forgotten to grab the doll that Mi

Willow’s POV“Dad?” I said in a quiet voice as I entered his room. We’d been at the hospital all day, and it was well into the evening. This was the first time I’d been allowed to see him, and my heart dropped when I saw him on the hospital bed.My father had made it through surgery, but the heart attack had damaged his heart. The doctor had explained that he would be weak and frail going forward, and that he had to be mindful of not overexerting himself.He would need a lot of rest, and a lot of monitoring. He’d have to take scheduled tests. We would have to keep tabs on his blood pressure, and his heart. His entire life would have to change. He wouldn’t be able to do a lot of things he loved so much, like golf and swimming. He would have to ‘take it easy’ for the foreseeable future.“He saved him,” the doctor had told us in that hallway. “But he won’t be the same. We’ll talk more later about what happens from here, but I just want to warn you before you see him.”Even though the doct

Luigi’s POVHumming as I walked down the hall, a cup of coffee in each hand, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Beatrice.She had a security guard on either side of her, big men dressed in blue suits. They were holding her roughly by the elbows, walking her down the hall.They strode past us, and Beatrice locked eyes with mine. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was a mess, with strands around her face that had come loose from her pony tail.“Hope you know of a good wig store,” she smiled menacingly at me as she passed.Confused, I stood in place as they passed. Then I turned and watched them walk down the hall and out the doors. Rushing to Benjamin's room, I went in without knocking. Clearly, something had happened with Beatrice. Why else would security be escorting her out of the hospital?The moment I’d seen Beatrice, it had taken everything in my power not to confront her. She’d stolen my niece, kidnapped her and pretended that Mira was hers. It was the lowest, most despica