Lahat ng Kabanata ng She Writes Her Own Heartbeat : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

Monica’ PoV"Mommy!!!"Victoria cried out joyfully the moment she saw me, her voice as loud as ever, echoing through the hallway as she ran into my arms.Christy, on the other hand, simply hugged me tightly without saying a word.But even as I embraced them both, my gaze turned cold as it locked onto the group of men standing just outside my children’s classroom—men I never expected to see here. Not now. Not like this.My eyes quickly narrowed at Alex. Of course. I had a feeling he was behind all of this.I knew I couldn’t trust him. He went and told his friends about this—about me—without even waiting a day to pass. He couldn’t even keep it to himself for 24 hours. Unbelievable."...Monica?"I heard Alfonso’s stunned voice as he caught sight of me, his expression mirroring the shock on the faces of the two other men with him—both standing frozen, eyes wide, staring not just at me but at the two children holding onto me.But I didn’t give any of them the satisfaction of a response.I

"Then... who is our daddy if it’s not them? Is it you?" my daughter asked Frank.I could see the way her eyes searched his face, uncertain and hesitant... but still hopeful. Like a part of her was silently wishing Frank would say yes.Frank, probably caught off guard, scratched the back of his neck, his usual composure slipping for the first time.His gaze briefly flickered to me, and I could see the inner debate playing out behind his eyes."Uhm... no," he said carefully. "Your real dad isn’t one of us."His voice turned more serious, and suddenly, I felt a knot of anxiety twist in my stomach."But... I do know who he is."My heart sank.Seriously?I immediately stepped in before he could say another word."Sweethearts, how about we head home now, hmm?" I said, trying to sound as calm and cheerful as I could, hoping to steer the conversation away before it spiraled any further."But Mommy!" Victoria protested, her eyes growing wider with insistence. "Mr. Frank said he knows who our d

"Wow, this tastes amazing!" Christy exclaimed after taking a single bite, her spoon still halfway to her mouth, already full of excitement. "Mommy, which neighbor gave us this food?" she asked, curiosity all over her face. "Ahh... it was Maria.." I replied without thinking. "Huh? Who’s that?" she asked, frowning. Her question made me pause—I had just made that name up, and even I wasn’t sure who I meant. "Ah... I meant Tess. Yes, Tess," I said, forcing a smile. "Sorry, I mixed them up. Maria just looks like her. They’re practically twins." But Christy didn’t seem convinced. "Eh? But Mommy... Tess is stingy. How could she afford to give us expensive food like this?" she asked, scrunching her face in disbelief. "A-ha-ha... is that so?" I said with a nervous laugh. "Well, maybe she got lucky and won the lottery or something. Who knows? The important thing is that we have food now, right? And you’ve nearly finished your share already—don’t forget to save some for your broth

Monica's POV I kept my gaze on Frank and Alex, watching as they exchanged stunned glances. I even noticed Frank swallow hard before finally meeting my eyes. "We... we’re sorry if we disrupted your morning," he said carefully. "But at least let us take the kids to school—" "No. We can manage." I cut him off again and let out a long, weary breath. "And it seems like you didn’t fully understand what I just said." I held their gazes, steady and unflinching. "I said I need peace right now. And honestly? I haven’t had any in the past two weeks—ever since you started showing up out of nowhere." I could see the flicker of confusion and discomfort slowly registering on their faces. "The kids and I have been doing just fine on our own. Taking them to school is the least of it. So it’s better if you just leave." They both looked taken aback—like my words were only now beginning to sink in. "But... we came here hoping to talk to you..." Frank said seriously. I clenched t

The Next Day*"Mom, don’t we have any yummy food today?"Victoria asked with a pout as she stared at the simple breakfast on the table—just eggs and fried rice.I let out a deep sigh."That is yummy food. It’s your favorite, remember?" I said, pointing at the plate—the same breakfast she always used to ask for.But she only pouted more."What I meant, Mommy... is, isn’t there any breakfast from Uncle Alex today? I really love the pancakes they always bring."I paused, my spoon halfway to my mouth, and glanced at the twins.Christy sat quietly, eating without a word, while Victoria—who used to eat whatever was in front of her without complaints—now looked like she was missing the breakfast meals sent by Davison’s friends.After what happened yesterday, they didn’t send anything.Maybe Alex told them I kicked him out... That’s probably why nothing came this morning.I’d already expected this, which was why I got up early to make breakfast myself.I don’t want the twins getting too used