All Chapters of SCANDAL IN HIS BED : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Two weeks later.The house had settled into its usual evening rhythm—quiet, warm, almost deceptively calm.Dianne stood in the kitchen, humming softly to herself as she stirred a pot on the stove. The aroma of light pepper soup filled the air. She had insisted on cooking something comforting for Maya, even though everyone—including Maya herself—kept telling her to rest.“Just a few more minutes,” Dianne muttered, tasting the soup. “Perfect.”Down the hall, Mike was in the study, seated behind his desk with his laptop open. He wasn’t really working—his eyes kept darting to the door every few seconds, ears straining for the slightest sound from upstairs.Then—A scream tore through the house.“MIIIIIIKE!”Dianne froze.The wooden spoon slipped from her fingers and clattered into the pot.“Oh God,” she whispered.Another cry followed, sharper this time, filled with pain and panic.“DIANNE!”That was Maya’s voice.Dianne didn’t think. She bolted out of the kitchen.Mike was already runnin

Dinner slowly dissolved into soft laughter and the clinking of plates being cleared away. The house still hummed with warmth, but the earlier noise had mellowed into something calmer, more intimate. Maya had already retired upstairs with Eliora, exhausted but glowing, while Mrs. Walker busied herself in the kitchen, humming faintly.Roy stood by the wide window in the living room, his hands tucked into his pockets, watching the city lights blink on one by one. For the first time that evening, the world felt quiet enough for him to think.Dianne stepped out onto the small balcony, needing air. The laughter had been beautiful, the joy genuine—but emotions had a way of piling up when one least expected it.She inhaled deeply.“Running away?” Roy’s voice came gently from behind her.She turned slowly. “Just… catching my breath.”He nodded, stepping beside her, careful to leave space between them. Silence settled—not awkward, not forced. Just there.“The night turned out well,” he said sof

Roy leaned back in his chair, swirling the drink in his glass absent-mindedly as soft music played in the background. Aaron sat across from him, unusually quiet, his shoulders tense in a way Roy had come to recognize.Roy raised a brow.“Alright,” he said slowly, eyes narrowing with amusement. “You’ve been staring at that glass like it personally offended you. What’s going on?”Aaron exhaled and rubbed the back of his neck.“I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”Roy smirked.“Those words never come with peace.”Aaron shot him a look.“Can you be serious for once?”Roy lifted both hands.“Okay, okay. I’m listening.”There was a pause. Aaron straightened in his seat, his voice lower now, more deliberate.“I’m going to propose to Nadia.”Roy blinked.Once.Twice.Then he burst out laughing.Aaron frowned.“This is exactly why I hesitated telling you.”Roy laughed harder, leaning forward, hand on his chest.“I’m sorry—sorry—but you should’ve seen your face. You looked like you were about to

Dianne stood by the door with Eliora cradled gently in her arms, her heart heavier than she had anticipated. The past few weeks had flown by in a blur of sleepless nights, laughter, baby cries, and moments that stitched her even closer to her sister. Now her leave was finally over, and reality was tugging her back to Greenwich.Maya hovered close, eyes already glossy.“Don’t act like you’re not coming back next week,” she said, forcing a smile.Dianne smiled back, though her own chest felt tight. “You know work won’t let me breathe like that. But I’ll come as soon as I can. I promise.”She leaned down and kissed Eliora’s soft cheek, lingering longer than necessary.“Be good to mummy, little one,” she whispered. “And don’t stress her too much, okay?”Maya laughed softly through her emotions. “As if she’ll listen to you.”Mike stood nearby, hands tucked into his pockets, watching the sisters with fondness.“Safe trip, Dianne,” he said warmly. “And thank you… for everything.”Dianne nodd

Roy was buried in work when his phone vibrated on the glass table.Dianne.A small smile tugged at his lips immediately. It had become almost automatic—her name lighting something soft inside him no matter how heavy the day was.He picked up.“Hey,” he said, voice low but warm. “Shouldn’t you be working, Mrs Hard-working?”Dianne chuckled on the other end. “Excuse you, Mr CEO. I’m on my break. I thought I’d check on you since you left like you were being chased this morning.”He leaned back in his chair, loosening his tie slightly. “I had back-to-back meetings. If I stayed any longer, I would’ve started billing people for my stress.”She laughed. “Drama king.”“Rude,” he said, smiling wider. “How was your day?”“Tiring,” she admitted. “Greenwich is squeezing the life out of me today. But I’ll survive. How about you?”Roy exhaled. “Same. But hearing your voice helps.”There was a brief pause, the kind filled with unspoken affection.“Roy,” Dianne said softly, teasing. “You’re getting s