All Chapters of My Best Friend’s Uncle… and My Baby Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The kitchen was quiet, save for the hum of the refrigerator and the rhythmic sound of my knife against the cutting board. I was meticulously arranging a bento-style lunch for Eric. Since Fin had started school, the silence in the house had become suffocatingly lonely, pressing against my chest. I needed to do something. I needed to feel useful.The surprise was meant to be a bridge—a way to cross the sudden chasm that had opened between us.I still couldn't shake the memory of this morning. I had watched him dress in a charcoal suit, his movements precise and mechanical. It was the first time I’d seen him "suit up" since the funeral, and it sent a jolt of shock through me.“Where are you heading off to?” I had asked, leaning against the doorframe of the dressing room.“Work,” he replied. His voice was curt, lacking the usual warmth that usually he reserved for me.“Work? But you don’t have a job,” I said, trying to inject a bit of our usual playfulness into the air. “Aren’t you techni

"Are you ready?” I heard Eric say.I was seated at the vanity, finishing up the final touches of my makeup. My hands were slightly shaking, but I kept my voice steady. “Yes,” I answered him. I carefully arranged a few items into my clutch, clicking it shut. I stood up to smooth the wrinkles on my dress, but before I could move away, I felt his presence behind me.I felt his hands wrap firmly around my waist before his head rested on my shoulder. The heat radiating from him was overwhelming.“You look exquisite, my sweet,” he said, pressing a lingering kiss on my exposed collarbone. “It has been so long since we had sex,” he whispered into my ear. I let out a shudder, but it wasn’t one of desire. He nipped at my earlobe, his grip tightening. “It has been so long since I felt your tightness,” he said, pressing himself into me. I could feel him through his pants; he was already semi-hard.“Eric, the baby,” I said, trying to reason with him. I looked at our reflection in the mirror—he loo

i had dived headfirst into research for this new role. Even though I knew I wanted to apply for the position Sebastian mentioned, I still needed to gather more knowledge. I wanted to be my own person again, especially after the humiliation I suffered two nights ago.Currently, Eric and I were at a stalemate. We were in a silent war with each other, both living under the same roof but miles apart. He was probably hoping that I would crumble and beg for his attention, but I refused to give him that satisfaction. The only person I was interested in interacting with was my son.For some reason, Chloe was also giving me the cold shoulder. I guessed she was choosing to support her uncle in this fight. It hurt, but it made me realize a harsh truth: even if Eric and I were to separate someday, she wouldn't choose me. She would stay on his side. I accepted the fact that, in this massive house, my son was the only real family I had left.“Eat your peas, honey,” I said to Finn as he grumbled at

I had finally made up my mind to contact Sebastian regarding the position he pitched to me. After what Eric said about me minding my own business regarding his family affairs, it just reaffirmed my deep-seated insecurity: I would never be considered a full Kingston, even if I was married to the man and bore his children. To them, I was an outsider playing a part.I took out my phone, my fingers trembling slightly as I pulled up the number he had left on his business card.‘Hey Sebastian, it’s me, Autumn. I am contacting you regarding your offer.’ I hit send before I could talk myself out of it. I tried to get my mind off it, but the anxiety settled in my chest like lead. I wanted to be accepted, yet I was skeptical. With my background and everything that had happened, there was always the possibility I wouldn't be enough.Knock! Knock!The sound made me jump. “Come in,” I said, looking toward the door.A maid walked in, heading straight for the laundry basket to gather the clothes for

“Autumn, where are you?” I heard him repeat the question. I was sweating bullets under his scrutiny. His words were controlled, but I knew he was seconds away from doing something rash. I wondered if he would be right here, forcing me to resign before I even started.“Chloe told me you disappeared when you two went shopping. Nobody has been able to reach you; your location was turned off as well,” he added.His words made me realize he didn't actually know where I had been. I could use this to my advantage if I executed it properly.“I went to the hospital,” I said, trying to make my voice sound as tired as possible to disguise my nerves. “I felt some cramps and decided to go check it out. I switched off my phone so I could rest for a bit,” I explained weakly. I caught the cab driver staring at me in the rearview mirror and quickly looked away.Sighing, he finally asked, “Are you okay?”The former anger had finally dissipated. He sounded worried, even. “Where are you now?” he asked fo