All Chapters of Married To My Ex's Ruthless Father: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter Fifty-One

The hallway outside the operating room felt longer than any hallway Damien had ever stood in. He had been pacing it for what felt like hours, though the clock said it had only been forty minutes. Ethan sat nearby, his knee bouncing, his eyes fixed on the doors at the end of the hall.Neither of them spoke. There was nothing to say that would make the waiting easier.When the doctor finally pushed through the doors, still in his scrubs, his mask pulled down around his neck, Damien froze in place. He couldn’t make his legs move toward the man. He was too afraid of what he might hear.“Mr. Blackwood,” the doctor said, and then he smiled. “The surgery went well. Both mother and baby are stable.”Damien’s knees nearly gave out beneath him.“She’s alive?” he said, his voice cracking on the second word. “Isabella is alive?”“She’s alive,” the doctor confirmed. “It was a difficult delivery, but she fought through it. And your daughter is healthy. Six pounds, three ounces. She’s breathing on h

Chapter Fifty-Two

Isabella’s PovThe nurse placed her in my arms, and for a moment I forgot how to breathe. She was so small, so warm, and her tiny fingers curled around mine like she already knew who I was. I looked at her face and felt everything inside me break open at once.“Hi,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Hi, baby.”Tears rolled down my cheeks before I could stop them. I didn’t even try to wipe them away. Damien knelt beside the bed, his hand resting gently on my shoulder, watching the two of us like he couldn’t believe this was real.“She’s perfect,” Damien said quietly. “Isabella, look at him. She’s perfect.”“She is,” I said, laughing through my tears. “She’s really here.”Damien reached out and touched our daughter’s tiny hand, and the baby’s fingers wrapped around his thumb instantly. Damien’s breath caught, and for a second, the most powerful man I knew looked completely undone by a baby smaller than his forearm.“She’s got a strong grip,” Damien said, smiling. “Like her mother.”“Or ma

Chapter Fifty-Three

Isabella’s PovThe doctor said we could finally leave, and I had never felt so relieved to hear those words. Grace was sleeping peacefully in my arms, wrapped in the soft blanket Sophia had picked out for her, completely unaware of the chaos waiting for us outside.“Are you ready?” Damien asked, standing by the door with our bags already packed.“I’ve been ready for days,” I said, smiling down at our daughter. “Haven’t we, Grace?”Damien laughed softly. “She agrees with you on everything already. This is going to be a problem for me.”“Get used to it,” I said. “It’s going to be the two of us against you from now on.”He leaned down and kissed Grace’s forehead, then mine. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”A nurse wheeled me down toward the exit, and I could hear the noise before we even reached the doors. Voices, shouting, camera shutters clicking rapidly. I froze for a second, and Damien noticed immediately.“Hey,” he said, crouching beside the wheelchair. “Look at me. It’s going to

Chapter Fifty-Four

Damien’s PovI had chaired hundreds of board meetings in my life, and never once had I fallen asleep during one. Until today.I hadn’t slept more than an hour the night before. Grace had cried on and off until nearly five in the morning, and by the time she finally settled, the sun was already coming up. Isabella had barely slept either, but at least she’d had the excuse of staying home. I had a board meeting to run.“Mr. Blackwood, if you could review the quarterly projections on slide twelve,” one of the executives said, his voice fading into a low hum as I stared at the screen.I meant to focus. I really did. But my eyes felt heavier with every passing second, and the numbers on the slide blurred together until they meant nothing at all.The next thing I knew, someone was gently clearing their throat, and I jolted upright to find the entire boardroom staring at me.“Mr. Blackwood?” the executive asked carefully. “Are you alright?”I blinked hard, trying to reorient myself. “Yes. Fi

Chapter Fifty-Five

Isabella’s povI stood in the nursery staring at Grace’s dresser, completely overwhelmed by a task that should have taken me five minutes. I needed to pick an outfit for her, something simple, but I had already changed my mind three times, and none of it made any sense. My hands were shaking slightly, and I wasn’t even sure why.“She’s just a baby,” I whispered to myself. “It’s just clothes.”But nothing about motherhood felt as simple as it was supposed to be. Grace had been fussy all morning, and no matter what I tried, nothing seemed to soothe her the way it should have. I kept wondering if other mothers felt this lost, or if it was just me failing at something that was supposed to come naturally.Damien found me like that, standing frozen in front of the dresser, tears threatening to spill even though nothing was actually wrong.“Isabella?” he said gently, stepping into the room. “What’s going on?”“Nothing,” I said quickly, wiping at my eyes before he could see. “I’m fine.”“You

Chapter Fifty-Six

Ethan’s PovI stood outside the Blackwood estate for nearly ten minutes before I found the courage to walk up to the door. I had driven past this house three times over the past two weeks, always finding some excuse to turn around before actually stopping. But today, I forced myself to park the car and stay there.In my hands, I held a small wooden toy, something simple and handmade, nothing like the expensive gifts I had originally considered buying. I had almost gone with something extravagant, something that matched the kind of gestures I used to make when I was trying to prove something. But this felt different. I didn’t want to impress anyone this time. I just wanted to bring something real.I knocked before I could talk myself out of it again.Isabella answered the door, and I watched surprise flicker across her face before she composed herself. “Ethan,” she said carefully. “I wasn’t expecting you.”“I know,” I said, shifting nervously. “I should have called first. I just… I wan

Chapter Fifty-Seven

Isabella’s povI noticed something was wrong the moment I picked Grace up from her crib for her afternoon feeding. She felt warmer than usual, her tiny cheeks flushed, and when I pressed my lips gently against her forehead, the heat radiating off her skin sent a wave of panic straight through my chest.“Damien,” I called out, trying to keep my voice steady even as my hands started shaking. “Damien, come here.”He appeared in the doorway within seconds, alarmed by the tone in my voice. “What’s wrong?”“She’s warm,” I said, holding Grace closer. “Feel her forehead. She feels too warm.”Damien crossed the room quickly and pressed his hand against Grace’s forehead, his expression shifting immediately into concern. “How long has she felt like this?”“I don’t know,” I said, my voice cracking slightly. “She was fine an hour ago. I just picked her up and she’s burning up, Damien.”“Okay,” he said, though I could hear the tension underneath his calm tone. “Let’s check her temperature properly

Chapter Fifty-Eight

Damien’s PovSophia showed up at the house uninvited, which wasn’t unusual, except this time she arrived with a very specific mission in mind.“You two are going on a date tonight,” she announced, walking straight into the living room like she owned the place.“We can’t,” Isabella said immediately, glancing toward the nursery. “Grace needs—”“Grace needs her parents to remember they’re also a married couple,” Sophia interrupted. “I already called Marta. She’s coming over in an hour, and you two are leaving the second she arrives.”“Sophia,” I started, but she held up a hand, cutting me off completely.“No arguments,” she said. “You’ve been so consumed with being parents that you’ve forgotten how to just be Damien and Isabella. One evening. That’s all I’m asking.”Isabella looked at me, clearly torn. “I don’t know if I can leave her.”“She’ll be fine,” Sophia said gently, her tone softening slightly. “Marta is wonderful with her, and I’ll be here too, checking in constantly. Go. Please

Chapter Fifty-Nine

Isabella’s Pov“He’s been smiling more,” Marta told me one afternoon, setting a tray of tea down on the table beside me while I fed Grace. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Mr. Blackwood smile at breakfast before. Now it happens almost every day.”“Has it?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. I had been watching it happen for weeks.“It has. The whole house feels different lately. Lighter, somehow.” Marta smiled at Grace, who was gripping my finger with her whole tiny hand. “I think it’s because of her. And you.”I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just smiled and thanked her for the tea, letting the comment settle somewhere warm inside my chest.It was true, though. The house did feel different. I felt it in the way Damien came home earlier now, in the way he lingered in the nursery some nights longer than he needed to, in the way conversations at dinner had become easier, filled with small jokes and stories instead of careful silence. We had built something here, slowly and i

Chapter Sixty

Damien saw the headline before Gabriel even had the chance to bring it to him. It was sitting on his phone screen when he woke, one of dozens of notifications that had piled up overnight, and the words alone were enough to sour his morning before he had even gotten out of bed.Did Damien Blackwood Marry For Love, Or Just For The Baby?He sat up slowly, scrolling through the article with a tightening jaw. It wasn’t just one outlet either. By the time he made it downstairs, Gabriel was already waiting in the kitchen with his laptop open, his expression carefully neutral in the way it always was when he was bracing Damien for bad news.“You’ve seen it,” Gabriel said, not really a question.“I’ve seen several of them,” Damien said, pouring himself coffee he didn’t particularly want. “Apparently half the tabloids in the country have decided my marriage is a business transaction.”“Some of them are suggesting divorce is inevitable,” Gabriel said, turning the laptop slightly so Damien could

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