All Chapters of My Baby Daddy wants me for Christmas : Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

Leon“Rina?” I repeated, the name tasting foreign in my mouth. It was the last name I expected Aurora to say. I searched her face for any sign that this was just shock from the explosion. “Are you sure? Aurora, there is no way Rina would ever do something like that.”Aurora didn’t blink. Her gaze was locked on mine. “Are you sure about what you are saying, Leon? Truly sure?”I nodded immediately. “Rina had been part of our family for years. We’ve known her since we were kids. Her family has been loyal to the Crown for generations. Her parents were even victims of the Black Spots years ago, Aurora. They lost everything to the same people we are fighting. Why would she ever align herself with them?”It didn't make sense. Rina was the backbone of our social circle. To think she was the hand behind the chaos felt like realizing the floor beneath me was a trapdoor.“Leon, listen to me,” she leaned closer, seeking support. “Think about the ice. The skating shoes she gave me—why those speci

AuroraI was halfway to the door, my heart already racing toward Clara’s room, when the heavy sound of a baby’s wailing echoed down the hallway.I stopped in my tracks as Miss Hart rounded the corner, looking frazzled and exhausted. In her arms, Noel was wailing loudly, his tiny fists bunching as he let out a heartbroken sob that seemed too large for his small body.“I am so sorry, Your Highness,” Miss Hart panted, looking toward the Queen. “He wouldn’t stop crying in the lobby. I’ve tried everything—I rocked him, fed him—but he’s been inconsolable for the last hour.”As soon as she reached me, I reached out. The moment I took him into my arms, the change was instant. The piercing cries died down into a small, shuddering hiccup. Noel pressed his face against my chest, his hands grabbing onto my shirt as he let out a long, shaky sigh.Silence fell over the room.“Well,” Queen Seraphina said softly, a sad but knowing smile touching her lips. “I think he just wanted his mother. Or maybe

AuroraThe room was painfully quiet except from the soft snores of Noel against my chest. I never imagined that Clara would get on her knees and beg for my forgiveness. It was something I had never seen coming.This was the girl who had always been so poised, so sharp-tongued, and now she was reduced to a trembling heap on the floor.I clenched my fists and heaved a deep sigh. It was so easy for her to get on her knees and beg for forgiveness when all along she had been poking me, throwing shades at my son and me.Does she think it was that easy to forgive and forget?I tried to speak to tell her to shut up but I couldn’t; instead, I just watched her and didn’t stop her when she continued speaking.“I should have reached out to you,” Clara choked out, her voice muffled by the floor. “I even tried to call you... so many times. Everyday after that night, I’d pull up your number and just stare at it until the screen went dark because my pride got the best of me,” she raised her head and