All Chapters of Mommy, Please Forgive Daddy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER 52: The Shadow of SuspicionsPriscilla’s POVThe red and blue police lights spun silently across the broken glass on the entryway floor.Detective Miller leaned against the dining table, flipping through his small notepad while two uniformed officers paced the perimeter outside."Mrs. Marlow," Miller began, his voice low and heavy. "Before today, when was the last time Darius Blair showed any sign of physical aggression toward you or the children?"I sat on the edge of the velvet sofa, my hands wrapped tightly around a warm mug of chamomile tea. The heat barely made a dent in the bone-deep cold settling inside me."Never," I whispered, my voice rough. "In six years... he was gentle. He coached soccer. He was the stable one while my world was falling apart."Across the room, Creighton stood leaning against the doorframe, his eyes fixed entirely on me, his knuckles still raw and bruised from the fight."A man doesn'

CHAPTER 54: The Cornered PredatorsPriscilla’s POVI stood behind the desk in my private office, staring down at the legal documents spread across the teak wood. Outside, the afternoon rain tapped against the glass, matching the dull, throbbing ache behind my temples.Before I could reach for my mug of warm chamomile tea, the doors swung open.Thyra stormed into the room, her hair disheveled, her mascara smeared across her pale cheeks. The usually pristine, arrogant woman looked like a ghost of herself, her designer trench coat soaked with rain, her fingers trembling wildly as she clutched her expensive leather handbag."Priscilla!" she cried out, her voice high-pitched and hysterical as she slammed the office door shut behind her. "You have to stop this! You have to call them off right now!"I didn't flinch. I slowly set my pen down, standing tall in my tailored silk pantsuit, my honey-brown eyes turning cold as ice as I looked at my

CHAPTER 56: The Puppet Master UnmaskedCreighton’s POVThe rain slammed against the metal roof above us, filling the cavernous gloom with a relentless, deafening roar.I didn't blink. My eyes stayed locked on the barrel of the silenced pistol leveled straight at my heart. But as the hooded man stepped fully into the dim circle of yellow light, the twisted sneer on his bruised jaw made my blood run cold.It wasn't Darius.He pulled back his hood with his off-hand, exposing a silver-haired, scar-pitted face I recognized instantly.Gideon. Lord Aethelgard’s chief enforcer—and the silent shadow who had executed the family's dirtiest tasks for over two decades."Darius was just the idiot who took the fall, Creighton," Gideon rasped, his cold grey eyes fixed on me without a flicker of doubt. "He thought he was running the show at Apex. He thought he was playing grandmaster, using Saint Mary’s Clinic to bleed Cross Gl

CHAPTER 58: The Blood on the ThresholdCreighton’s POVThe feeling of her skin on mine was already gone by sunrise.By six in the morning the rain had stopped, but the noise started. Trucks idling in the street. Camera lenses banging against the iron gates. News anchors shouting into microphones right past the police tape.I stood by the broken front window and watched three network vans pull right onto the curb."She pushed him over the edge," a reporter said into a camera ten feet from the porch. "Exclusive reports on Priscilla Marlow, the Apex CEO whose double life drove her husband to a violent breakdown in their own home—"I didn't hear the rest. I took out my phone and called Marcus."Get legal here now," I said. My voice was low. "And get PR on the block. File injunctions on every network filming within two hundred yards of this house. If one camera points at the kids’ bedroom windows, I am suing the parent co

CHAPTER 60: Venom on the LawnPriscilla’s POVThe floor was ice cold under my knees.Creighton backed away without a word. He didn't explain anything. He didn't try to comfort Maya. He didn't reach for me again. The pain in his eyes was right there on his face, raw and open. He picked his coat up off the chair."I'll be outside with the detail," he said. His voice was flat. Tight. He didn't look back. He just walked out the kitchen door and let it click shut behind him.I pulled Maya into my lap and buried my face in her hair. She was sobbing into my shoulder.The next three hours were hell. Question after question.Up in the playroom, Leo joined us. He sat on the edge of the rug with his legs crossed. He stared at me with the same lost look Maya had."Why is Daddy in trouble?" Maya sniffled. Her little fingers twisted the ear of her bear. "Did the police take him because he broke the glass?""No, sweetie," I said.