Todos os capítulos de My Best Friend’s Uncle… and My Baby Daddy: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

She walked out of the bedroom still clutching the phone to her chest like a form of safety. Her steps were lighter and a bit more composed than before.“You seem better.” Ezra turned his head toward the door when he heard it open and close. “What happened? Did your ex agree for you to see your child? Did he agree for you to spend Christmas with him?” He asked a barrage of questions the moment he saw that Autumn looked calmer.She moved to sit down, taking the same couch as him but leaving enough space between them. “I spoke to him,” she stated.“And?” he asked, impatience slipping into his voice.“He said I should come to the house tomorrow,” she answered, responding to his frantic questions.“What do you mean by that?” he asked again.She let out a soft sigh, gently caressing her knees as she spoke. “He is willing to consider it.” She took in a breath and continued slowly. “He is willing to let me see my son.”Ezra folded his arms across his chest and let out a tsk of disapproval. “I

The irony of the entire situation wasn’t lost on her. It was just like a few weeks ago, but this time the circumstances were completely different.Autumn sat on the plush leather seat with her legs crossed, staring into space. Her mind kept replaying everything. The beverage she had been served stood untouched.She honestly thought this was still about the miscarriage. That everything he had done up to this moment was his way of punishing her for her recklessness — for hurting the baby and causing the loss.A foolish part of her still clung to the illusion that he loved her. That this was just him venting his anger. She had believed that if she absorbed it long enough, he would eventually forgive her. That he would try to make amends, and they could rebuild their relationship from the ground up this time — instead of jumping straight into marriage the way they had before.She had even compared this to how he reacted when he first found out about Finn’s parentage. But this time was not

Autumn stepped out of the taxi with a bag of gifts in one hand and another bag for the night filled with clothes and toiletries. It was already Christmas Eve — the day before Christmas — and dark outside by the time she arrived.As per the agreement she and Eric had made, he was supposed to text her the details of when and where she would spend Christmas with their son. He had specifically agreed to let her spend it with them, most likely to give Finn the illusion of a unified family, or at least a semblance of one.But who was she to complain? She had time with her child. There was nothing else she could ask for.The house was decorated with strings of green, red, blue, and white lights — a multi-coloured display of festivity. Even before stepping inside the estate, the joy of the season could be felt from a distance. The darkness of the sky only made the lights shine brighter.She was greeted at the door, assisted, and ushered inside to sit.The living room was decked out in all its

The spell of illusion that had been cast over the entire estate for the past few days was put to an abrupt halt.The once glamorous and lively atmosphere came to a stop, just like a veil being lifted to reveal the ugly truth underneath. The time she had spent with them was over.Just like Cinderella, everything had to return to the way it was. The borrowed time had run out. The coachman and carriage had turned back into mice and a pumpkin. The only difference was that she wasn’t returning home as a pauper — she was still a wealthy woman.She was in her room packing the few belongings she had brought with her, while Finn sat by her side with a frown on his face. A near-perfect mirror of his father’s.*He’s becoming more like him every single day,* she thought, stealing a secret glance at his face.His eyes were moist from holding back tears, and his nose was already turning red. She crouched down in front of him.“Hey, love,” she said softly, threading her fingers through his hair. “I’

The tall, terrifying structure of the ministry building stood in all its glory. Autumn stood in awe, taking in the moment. *I can’t believe it,* she thought to herself in disbelief. The reality of starting her first day in this new role still felt unreal. Walking inside, she paused to look at the array of employees moving around, each busy with their own tasks. “This is really real,” she whispered in disbelief. There was no way to fully explain the feeling. She approached the receptionist’s desk. “Hi, I’m here regarding my appointment with the director,” she said, giving the man’s name. The receptionist typed in the information. “Name?” she asked. Autumn gave her own name, and the woman continued typing. Once everything was confirmed, the receptionist instructed Autumn on where to go to meet the director. Nodding and thanking her, Autumn took the elevator up to the floor where the director’s office was located. Just as the secretary had said, it was at the end of the hallway. S