All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sienna’s POVThe first thing I heard was the shrill, unforgiving buzz of my alarm clock slicing through the quiet of my bedroom. I groaned, dragging a hand over my face as I slapped it off. Saturday mornings were supposed to feel warm, lazy, comforting like slipping into a soft blanket but today my entire body felt like a bag of wet sand. Every muscle ached, reminding me of how little sleep I had gotten last night.The familiar scent of pancakes drifted faintly into the room, sweet and warm with a hint of vanilla. Amaya must already be in the kitchen, humming as she flipped breakfast for the kids. It was the smell of routine, of home… and normally, it grounded me. But today, even breathing felt like work.I rolled out of bed sluggishly, each movement stiff. Standing felt like lifting boulders attached to my limbs. I reached for my phone out of habit, my worst habit. I didn’t even think anymore; I just did it. The bright screen blinked to life.Three missed calls. All from Desmond.I e

Sienna’s POVFor the first time all day, the house felt warm.Maybe it was the kids’ excitement, maybe it was the way their laughter bounced against the walls… or maybe it was the strange, unexpected comfort of having Desmond here. Present and involved, like he’d always belonged.I watched Maya practically glow with happiness, hugging her stuffed bunny to her chest as she grinned up at him.“Daddy, can we go back to watch cartoons now? ” she asked, smiling so wide her dimples almost swallowed her cheeks.Before Desmond could answer, I stepped in automatically. “Yes, honey. You can go watch TV.”Milo scrambled after her, but Max stayed. He stood there, shoulders small but squared, his eyes darting between me and Desmond. Like he was trying to gather courage to speak.Desmond noticed too, of course he did. Max had always been his soft spot.“Hey, little champ,” Desmond said gently, crouching a bit to match his height. “Got any questions for Daddy? ”Daddy? The title had me on a roller c

SIENNA’S POVI scrolled through the weekly inflow sheet of my business, tapping the screen slowly. So far, things looked… stable. Profits weren’t anything to brag about, but they were steady, and steady meant I wasn’t drowning.The kids were in school. Amaya had taken a few days off, which was strange. She never took days off unless I forced them on her. The thought tugged at the back of my mind like a thread I didn’t want to pull yet.I exhaled and glanced at the clock. Three p.m.Three p.m.—the time I was supposed to leave for Desmond’s mother’s house.My chest tightened again.Sienna, relax. It’s just a visit. Just a normal visit.But the more I repeated that, the heavier that dark, familiar weight pressed against my ribs. It was the same heaviness I used to feel every time I walked into my family’s mansion.My phone suddenly shrilled, making me jump.Mom.For a moment, I debated ignoring it like I’d been doing all week. But curiosity prickled at me. And fear. And something like… d

SIENNA’S POV I shut off Gabriel’s message so fast my fingers almost slipped. The screen went dark, but it didn’t help much. At least his name wasn’t burning into my eyes anymore.I stood there, staring at the massive white mansion glowing under the afternoon sun. It looked peaceful, beautiful even but my thoughts were anything but peaceful. They rushed back in, loud and messy, like a wave I couldn’t stop.I remembered the morning I met Gabriel’s parents for the first time. Sylvia was in my room, leaning close to help me apply my mascara. Her steady hands were brushing against my cheek as she smiled at me through the mirror.“Hey, babe, breathe. You’ve got this,” she said softly. “You don’t have to be nervous. Gabriel loves you. Nothing will go wrong. That’s the most important thing.”I wasn’t convinced. My fingers were trembling slightly as I touched my dress. “But… what if his family doesn’t like me? What if they think I’m not good enough for their son?”The insecurity crept up agai

Desmond’s POVThe date had gone far better than I expected.For once, my life felt… quiet. Peaceful. Too peaceful, actually.Sienna had charmed my mother in a way I didn’t think was humanly possible. I’d known Mom would like her; any woman with half a brain and full manners won her over eventually, but this was different. This was dangerous territory. The kind that involved wedding magazines and unsolicited advice about future grandchildren.I leaned back in my office chair, spinning it slowly as I stared at the dark glass window across the room. LA glowed beyond it—busy, loud, alive. Everything out there was real.My phone rang.I exhaled sharply at the sound and twisted my chair toward the desk, already knowing who it was. I didn’t even bother checking the screen before answering.“Hello, Mom,” I said, flipping through a random file folder and shuffling papers so she’d hear noise on my end. “Can I call you back? I’m in the middle of something important.”“You better close those file