All Chapters of Seducing My Ex's Ruthless Dad : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Amy’s POVBy the time I get home, my entire body feels like a storm waiting to explode. My chest is heavy, my head throbs, and my throat burns from choking back tears all the way here.The house is silent when I step inside, and it’s almost suffocating. I don’t even bother turning on the lights as I make my way to the bedroom. I just want to crawl under the covers and disappear, to hide from the image of Kael’s soft, protective expression as he helped her into his car.That image is etched into my brain like a brand I can’t erase.I peel off my jacket and toss it carelessly on the chair before sliding into bed, my back to his side, my body stiff and rigid. My heart pounds in anticipation. I can already hear his car pulling into the driveway.A few minutes later, the bedroom door opens. I I hear his footsteps approaching slowly and we'll measured.“Amy?” Kael’s deep voice cuts through the darkness. It’s hesitant, questioning, almost… concerned. “You’re still awake.”I don’t respond.Th

Amy’s POVThe smirk on Cassandra’s lips is like a dagger twisting in my chest. My throat tightens, but I force myself to speak.“Kael, you know me,” I whisper, my voice breaking. “I would never do something like that.”But he doesn’t look at me. His attention is fixed on Cassandra, who clings to him like a wounded bird. She keeps whimpering softly, milking the moment as if it’s a stage performance.“Let me see,” he mutters, gently inspecting her wrist. She makes a show of flinching under his touch.My stomach knots. The sight of him touching her—no matter how clinical, no matter how meaningless—scrapes raw against every nerve in me.“She’s faking it,” I snap, unable to hold back. “She didn’t even touch the stove.”Cassandra’s eyes glisten with crocodile tears as she looks at him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Knight. I didn’t want to cause trouble. Maybe it was just an accident…” She trails off, her gaze flickering to me, dripping with false innocence. “Perhaps Amy didn’t mean to push me.”“Push yo

Amy’s POV Kael slides his phone back into his pocket, his eyes shadowed with a firm expression I can’t name. Before I can ask, his hands cup my cheeks, his lips brushing mine in a kiss that feels more comforting than stressed. My heart skips a few beats immediately. Could I be in love with him? Why does his touch burn me so deeply, but the unsettled look in his eyes lingers, told me that he definitely found out about Chad's escape. "Is everything okay?" I ask, searching his eyes for answers. But he doesn’t explain. Instead, he takes my hand, "It's nothing you should worry about," He says blankly, "Let's go and check on Cassandra." We walk into the hospital together. His grip is firm, steady, but his expression has shifted. It's slightly cold and distant, like he's thinking about something deeply. I glance up at him, the question trembling on my tongue: What was that phone call about? But his jaw is set, and I know I won’t get an answer. A doctor intercepts us in the hallway

Amy’s POVThe ride back home feels longer than usual. My palms are clammy, clutching my purse as if it’s the only thing keeping me grounded. I keep my jaw tight, eyes fixed on the window, watching the city lights blur past like streaks of guilt and confusion.Behind me, Cassandra is whimpering softly — dramatic, wounded, and painfully fake. Every sniffle feels like nails on glass. I can practically feel her pretending. But I can’t say a word, not when Kael’s right here. The last thing I need is for him to think I’m the villain.“Can you make a stop at the coffee shop?” Cassandra says suddenly, her voice weak but commanding.Before I can object, Kael answers, “Sure. I could use a cup of coffee too.”My gaze flicks to the rearview mirror. His eyes meet mine — steady, unreadable, and yet so piercing that I feel heat crawl up my neck. Damn those eyes. They always do something to me, something I can’t explain, something I don’t want to explain.When we finally stop, I reach for the door ha

Amy’s POVI was fast asleep when a strange noise woke me. It sounded like something had been dropped, maybe a vase or something. 'Who could be awake at this hour?' I question, rubbing my eyes lightly. I sit up trying to hear the noise again. This time it's a bit louder.I glanced at Kael. He was deep in sleep, completely unaware of what's going on. And so, carefully, I slid out of bed, making sure not to wake him. My silk robe clung lightly to me as I moved silently down the hallway toward the sound.The house was quiet, and for a moment I see nothing unusual. Maybe I had imagined it. I rubbed my hand through my hair, trying to shake the unease, and decided to get a glass of water to calm my dry throat.I reached the kitchen and opened the fridge, the cold light spilling over the counters. As I poured the water, I heard the sound again — louder this time, accompanied by soft moans. My stomach twisted.I knew the staff lived here, but the sound was too clear to ignore. I followed it,