บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns: บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 256

Sienna’s POVThe moment the door opened, everything felt wrong.Too tight. Too loud. Too much.Desmond stood there.Gabriel stood there and I was in the middle of them with my children holding my hands.For a second, I forgot why I came.Then the children saw him.“Desmond!”They slipped out of my grip before I could stop them and ran straight to him.My heart jumped into my throat.“Wait—”Too late.They reached him, wrapping their small arms around his legs, looking up at him like nothing had changed.Like everything was still the same.“Where did you go?” Max asked quickly.“You didn’t come back,” Milo added, his voice small.Maya held onto his hand, her eyes already glossy. “Mommy said we have a new daddy.”The words landed hard.I froze.“And we don’t want him,” she continued, shaking her head. “We want you.”Silence.It was thick heavy and suffocating. I couldn’t breathe.Desmond didn’t move at first.Then slowly, he crouched down to their level, his expression softening in a w

Sienna’s POVSleep didn’t come. No matter how long I stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling, closing my eyes, turning from one side to the other, nothing changed. My mind refused to rest. Every time I tried to drift, something pulled me back. A memory. A voice. A look. Desmond.I exhaled slowly, pushing the covers away before sitting up. The room felt too quiet, too empty. I hated it. I hated how silence made everything louder. There was no one to talk to, no one I trusted enough to lay all of this out without feeling judged or misunderstood. Sylvia was gone. Gabriel… was Gabriel. And Desmond…My chest tightened at the thought. I stood up quickly, shaking my head like I could physically push him out of my mind.“I need a distraction,” I muttered under my breath.Anything. Something.I stepped out of the room and into the hallway, the soft light from the lamps casting faint shadows along the walls. The house was still. The children had cried themselves to sleep earlier, their small voic

Sienna’s POVThe ride back felt unreal.Desmond had been discharged faster than I expected. The doctors insisted he needed rest, but he refused to stay any longer than necessary. That was him. Always in control. Always pushing through. But I could still see it, the weakness, the way his movements were slower, more careful, the way his breathing shifted slightly when he thought no one was paying attention. He wasn’t fine. Not really. And that thought stayed with me as I drove.The children were quieter now, but not the tense silence from before. This one was softer, filled with relief and lingering worry. Maya sat close to him in the back seat, her small hand wrapped tightly around his as if letting go would make him disappear again.“Are you still hurting?” she asked gently.Desmond glanced down at her, his expression softening. “A little,” he admitted.Her brows pulled together. “Then you should sleep.”A faint smile touched his lips. “Yes, ma’am.”Milo leaned forward slightly. “Whe