All Chapters of Deep Trouble With You: Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

“When I was really little, I remember a few birthdays,” the girl shares sadly without taking her eyes off her brother. “Back then Dad was still alive, and they didn’t abuse alcohol that badly.”“But later, my presents and birthday cake got replaced more and more by vodka, industrial alcohol, and whatever else they could get their hands on,” Masha fell silent, lowering her eyes to the floor. It was obvious this was hard as hell for her to talk about. “Luka… doesn’t remember any of it at all. When his birthdays were still at least somewhat celebrated and not forgotten in some drunken blackout, he was too little to remember. And once he got old enough to actually understand things, the celebrations stopped completely. Dad died, and Mom completely lost her mind and just doesn’t remember we exist anymore.”The girl’s voice trembled, and hearing that made me feel so fucking awful inside I can’t even describe it. Anya was staring at Masha, and I could see tears in her beautiful eyes.“But I

“Anya…”“I… I…” my beloved stammers, lowering her gaze and blinking rapidly. “You guys… have fun without me. I need to go home right now… I don’t feel good. I…”“Anya!” I grab her shoulders and shake her lightly, forcing her to look at me. I do not like what’s happening to her. Not one fucking bit.“I… I…” her eyes shine with tears, filled with such pain that it makes me feel sick too. The brunette can’t even form a sentence anymore, and she starts trembling.“Fuck!” I curse. “Kids, sorry, we need to go home.”Seeing Anya’s condition, the kids didn’t argue at all, only exchanged worried glances. I grabbed Ann and Luka by the hand, and we headed for my car.We drove in silence.My beloved disappeared deep into herself, staring blankly out the window, while the kids tried not to make a sound.The second we got into the apartment, the smart little brats vanished into their room, while Anya headed straight for our bedroom. I followed right behind her, not even considering leaving her alon

“Anya, everything’s possible!” Yartsev says firmly, holding me like I’m the most precious thing he has. “Do you love Masha and Luka?”“Yes…” I sniffle, because I really did grow to love them.“Then that’s perfect! I won’t be able to leave them either anymore, even if I lose our bet! Look at us! We’re ALREADY a family! And I’ll do everything to keep it that way. I’ll fight tooth and nail for custody if I have to! Their mother’s out of her mind. She can lose parental rights…”What he says honestly shocks me so much I stop crying for a second, but Yartsev looks dead serious, and I realize he absolutely means every word.“I only need your consent. I love you more than life itself. Tell me, are you willing to take responsibility for our family’s happiness together with me?”“Why do you even need me? Like this… I’m a broken doll, Nazar!” I try to push him away, but he only holds me tighter. “Completely useless! I honestly don’t understand what there is to love about me! I’m a stripper who c

When we returned home, we had a serious conversation waiting with the kids. Honestly, I was a little afraid of it, because I didn’t know what to expect from Masha.“So, little gang,” I address the children, and Masha rolls her eyes in her usual manner. “Anya and I talked, figured out a lot, and now we’re together as a couple. We’ve also decided it makes sense to end our bet.”“Great,” Masha muttered, while Luka visibly drooped. “So now you’re trying to politely tell us to get off your territory. We get it…”“No! Masha, you need to learn not to interrupt adults!” I look sternly at the blonde. “We actually wanted to tell you the opposite! You can stay with us as long as you want. No, not even like that… we’d LIKE you to stay with us.”“What’s with the generosity?” our almost-daughter narrows her eyes suspiciously.“Well, you’re not unhappy with us, are you?” Anya gently joins in.“No,” the blonde snorts. “We’re not cursed, not beaten, and you pay for everything. What’s there to complain