All Chapters of Curvy Girl Returned With His Best Friend’s Baby: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lana’s POV I slammed my laptop shut and leaned back in my chair. My head was spinning from everything that had happened with the finance department. Mina, as usual, was calm and collected, already digging into every detail and trying to track where the head of the finance department had run off to.“I’ve checked the flight logs,” she said, scrolling through her tablet. “He’s booked a flight out of the country this morning. But there’s one problem. If you were to go after him, it would tip him off that something’s wrong. He’ll know you’re onto him.”I groaned. “Of course. And I can’t just get on a flight either. That would be too obvious. This whole thing is turning into a mess.”Mina looked up from the screen. “You have to let me handle this. You’ve been away from the company for a while, Lana. I know more than anyone here, and I can make sure nothing gets out of control.”I ran my hands through my hair, frustration and exhaustion blending together. “I know, Mina. But I can’t just s

Lana’s POV I arrived at the office earlier than usual again, holding another set of gifts. I wasn’t sure if it was desperation, persistence, or simple stubbornness, but I needed a second chance with Jace. Yesterday had not gone as planned, and the situation with the missing company funds was too urgent for me to rely on luck. If there was even the smallest chance he still had access to that trip, I needed to try again.When I got to his floor, I noticed immediately that his office door was half-open and voices were coming from inside. He was in a meeting. I peeked in just long enough to confirm it was a group of three men in suits sitting across from him. No chance of entering.I inhaled quietly, pushed the door open just enough to slip inside without interrupting, and placed the new gifts carefully on the corner of his table. Jace glanced at me briefly, his expression unreadable, then returned to his discussion. He didn’t acknowledge the gifts, but he didn’t stop me either.I did

Lana’s POVThe wheels of my suitcase clicked softly against the smooth floor of the private terminal as I walked in, nerves and excitement twisting together in my stomach.I lifted my head and stopped dead.He stood near the private jet, tall, effortlessly confident, a travel bag slung over his shoulder. He looked completely out of place and perfectly at home at the same time, like he owned the jet and maybe even the sky around it.I blinked slowly. He wasn’t supposed to be here.I marched toward him before my brain completely short-circuited.“Jace? What… What are you doing here? And why do you have a travel bag?”He turned to me with an expression that hovered between serious businessman and amused man-who-knows-exactly-what-he’s-doing. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.“My investor changed plans,” he said. “He doesn’t want to come here, so I’m flying out to meet him.” He shrugged lightly. “And since I technically won this trip too, I figured I might as well enjoy th

Lana’s POV My brain froze.“Husband?" “Yes" she said naturally, smiling at us.I looked at Jace and he didn't even try to debunk the abnormality that just happened. My stomach did a little jump. It had been long since someone was this affectionate towards me and it warms my heart and I realized maybe I should enjoy it.“Thank you" I thanked Jace and he nodded calmly, his eyes still on me.The lady who welcomed us gestured for another staff member to come over. A young man in crisp white shirt and gold trimmed vest approached with the warmest smile “Good morning, Mr and Mrs Monroe" he said confidently I was red with embarrassment but Jace just nodded and even showed a stiff smile.I opened my mouth but the woman gently placed two beautifully designed breakfast menus in front of us “These are today's curated options" she said “and your husband said you like soft proteins and mild spices so we have arranged a spread that complement both your plates” My soul did another somersault.

Lana’s POV The tour started near the south beach entrance, where the resort staff had edged a walking path with soft lanterns and small signposts. Other couples were already gathering— some holding hands, some chuckling, some having intimate conversations, some desperately typing on their phones, and some pretending to be interested. I stood a little apart from everyone, arms crossed, not wanting anyone to mistake us for an actual couple.Jace stood beside me, his hands in his pockets, relaxed as if he was made for this kind of environment. Vacation suits him a little too well. He is glowing like a petal.When the tour guide announced that we would begin walking along the shoreline path, people automatically formed pairs, walking side by side. I tried to stay strong behind Jace, pretending to admire the beach, but the walkway narrowed almost immediately, forcing me closer.I sidestepped a mound of sand a little too fast and my foot skipped. Before I could hit the ground, Jace caug