บททั้งหมดของ My Boss My Babydaddy : บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

Dominic POVI waited, watching Emily stare at her phone like it might explode. She was shaking, actually shaking, her whole body tense up."Em, who is it?"She looked at me, then back at her phone, then at me again. Her face was doing this thing where she looked worried, scared and guilty all at once."I need to tell you something.""Okay, I'm listening."She took a deep breath, her hands twisting together nervously, "when I left New York, I ended up in Miami with nowhere to stay."I felt my chest tighten, guilt already creeping in."There was this guy, John, he saw me crying, bought me food, got me a hotel room, helped me get on my feet."Fuck."He was there when Ethan was born, cut the umbilical cord, held my hand through the whole thing, helped me raise him for five years."Every word felt like a knife to my chest."We were together, we were happy, at least I thought we were, until he cheated on me with his ex, Sandra and got her pregnant. That's why I came back to New York."I pul

Dominic smiled at me, that slow easy smile that always made my brain stop working, and right on cue a door I hadn't even noticed opened from the side of the suite.Sophie walked out first.Then Theo."Oh my god," I breathed.Sophie walked straight to Dominic and took Ethan from his arms like they had rehearsed it, settling him gently against her shoulder without waking him. Theo clapped Dominic once on the back, gave me a quick wink and stepped to the side.Dominic turned back to me, held out his hand, "come here."I put my hand in his and he walked me further into the room, past the candles, past the roses, until I was standing right in the center of it all where the petals were the thickest and the candlelight was the warmest.I turned back to look at Sophie, then at Theo, then back at Sophie again."You were all plotting," I said, "the whole day, Sophie showing up at the boutique, the urgent thing that came up, you leaving so fast," I looked at her, "you never even called me this m

Emily POVMy heart was still racing from everything when the phone got turned off.The room felt different now, like all the warmth had been sucked right out of it. I sat up slowly, pulling the sheets around me, watching his face, the way his jaw tightened, the way his eyes stayed on the screen even after the call had ended."Dominic."He didn't answer immediately."Dom, say something."He set the phone down on the nightstand slowly, then turned to look at me, his expression unreadable. "You know who that was?""That was John.""Yeah." He nodded once. "That was John."I didn't know what to say to that so I said nothing, just watched him as he stood up and walked to the window, hands pressed against the frame, looking out at nothing."He called Ethan his son," he said quietly."I know.""Ethan is my son, Emily.""I know that. You don't have to tell me."He turned around then, and his eyes weren't angry exactly, more like decided. "Text him."I blinked. "What?""Text John. Right now. Te

Emily POV:The two days went by in a blur honestly.Dominic's parents arrived the evening before the birthday. His mother Margaret walked through the door with three suitcases for a two day visit, his father trailing behind her carrying all of them with the patience of a man who had been doing it for decades."Where is my grandson," was the first thing out of her mouth. Not hello, not how are you, just straight to Ethan, and honestly I respected it.He came thundering down the stairs and she caught him mid-air, squeezed him so tight he laughed and squirmed. His grandfather stood beside them with the proudest smile on his face. I stayed back and watched all of it, feeling something warm and full settle in my chest.We had dinner together that evening, all of us around the table, loud and happy.Then midnight hit.I heard Margaret before I saw her, moving through the hallway, knocking on doors. "Wake up, wake up, it's time."I sat up in bed blinking at my phone screen. 12:00am.Dominic

EMILY POVThe name came out like poison, like something he wanted to spit out of his mouth and destroy.I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything except stare at that photo of my baby asleep in the back of a car, his little face peaceful like he didn't know, like he had no idea what was happening."He took our son," I whispered, "he took Ethan."Dominic was already moving, phone to his ear, "I need every available unit to my location right now, my son has been kidnapped, I'm sending you a photo."He forwarded the message to whoever was on the other end, his voice sharp, controlled in a way that scared me because I could hear what was underneath it, pure rage barely held together.Sophie appeared beside us, her face streaked with tears, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, this is all my fault.""Not now Sophie," Dominic said without looking at her, still on the phone, "yes, six years old, brown hair, he was wearing a blue shirt with a dinosaur on it, someone took him from his b