Todos os capítulos de Lies of a Pregnant Bride: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Ethan set his utensils down. "Getting married was my call. No need to run it by anyone first."Smack!Victoria's palm hit the table hard, silverware rattling.She raised her voice, firing back. "No need to run it by anyone?""Ethan! You forget I'm the one who birthed you and raised you?""Go ask around—which son ties the knot and leaves his mom hearing it through the grapevine?"She'd found out about the wedding during a bridge game, catching wind of the gossip from her tablemates.It took some digging to confirm her boy might actually be off the market.All sparked by Sophia flashing her diamond ring in the ladies' room, setting off a whirlwind of whispers in their circle.To this day, she couldn't shake the humiliation and fury from that moment.And now her son, laying it out so matter-of-fact? It lit her up all over again.Ethan caught her glare, softening his tone a notch."Mom, you're righ

Sophia sat beside them, watching their exchange, her expression soft and warm, a slight smile playing on her lips.She was curious about Alexandra's gift too.From yesterday, the old lady had been all secretive."Bring the gift." Alexandra glanced aside, her voice snapping back to its usual command.The middle-aged man nearby stepped up quick, presenting a deep red velvet box in both hands.Flat and fancy, stamped with the Easton family crest.Ethan clocked the box, his eyes darkening a shade—he had a hunch.Alexandra took it but didn't crack it open, passing it straight to Buddy. "You do the honors."Buddy snatched it eager, flipping the lid in a heartbeat.Inside, a single document lay quiet.Buddy's little brow furrowed confused, his chubby fingers fishing it out, flipping a few pages.Words still a mystery to him, he looked to the old lady for help. "What's this?"Necks craned around, and o

Chapter 86: Family of ThreeEthan spotted his wife and son approaching the tower base and quickened his pace to meet them."Daddy!" Buddy broke into a trot, arms out.Ethan dropped to a crouch, scooping him up and planting a quick kiss on his chubby cheek."Alright, eyes shut tight. Count to ten before you peek."Buddy squeezed them closed obedient. "One, two, three..."He ripped through it like a race."Slow it down, buddy.""Okay, one... two... three..." This time, he dragged it out proper.Ethan carried him inside with Sophia, up the tower steps."Daddy, hit ten—can I look now?"Ethan set him down gentle. "Go for it. Eyes open."Buddy's flew wide, jaw dropping slack.The room was round, ceiling alive with a lazy-spinning galaxy projection—like floating smack in the middle of deep space.But the star? That beefy telescope smack in the center."Whoa~"The sigh

 Back then, she'd ditched school and bolted to dodge getting pawned off to some village geezer next door.Days slinging plates at a hole-in-the-wall diner, nights burning the midnight oil over books.Scraped together just enough to chase her education again—then Aria locked on.Over half a year, the woman wormed in slow and slick, like nothing at all.Stepping up when bullies piled on, wiping tears when she broke down alone...For a lone drifter far from home, it felt like sunlight after endless rain—walls crumbled, guard down.Looking back, Aria played her from jump—every bit a setup.Fake name, probably. Even those "bullies"? Hired goons, no doubt.Classic con: crack the heart first, then reel in the line when she's wide open.Sophia sneered inside, venom for Aria boiling deep.But rage could wait—escape now, or bust.Problem was, Aria's crew ran tight, dosing her with

The sound of fabric tearing snapped her back to reality.Alyssa’s clothes had been ripped open by the scar-faced man. A handprint burned bright across her cheek, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.“Don’t hurt her!”Without thinking, Sophia rushed out.Her hands were tied, so she lifted her leg and kicked the man off Alyssa with all her strength.The scar-faced man hit the ground with a grunt of pain.His lackeys immediately lunged forward, pinning Sophia down.The scarred man stood up, spit on the floor, and glared at her. That kick had humiliated him in front of everyone, and his rage surged like a storm inside his chest.“You little bitch, you dare kick me? Guess you’ve lived too long already!”He swung his hand and slapped her hard across the face.Sophia’s head jerked to the side. A bright red handprint bloomed across her pale skin, her cheek stinging like fire licking at her flesh.The scarred man looked at her beautiful face, now swollen and red, and an ugly thrill