All Chapters of Please Ruin Me, Daddy : Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

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061. Everything Is Crashing

SELENA My stomach dropped so hard I felt lightheaded. The muted video kept looping on Kael’s phone, my back arched, Rachel’s head between my thighs, his hand resting on the hospital bed like he owned the entire scene. The text underneath sat there like a loaded gun.Unknown: Dinner with Mommy and Daddy looks cozy. Should I send the full version to Clara next? Or Liam? Your choice. Reply fast.I stared at it until the screen blurred. My mouth went dry.“When did this come in?” I whispered.Kael’s voice stayed low and controlled. “Just now.”Clara’s footsteps approached from the kitchen. I snatched the phone from his hand and locked the screen so fast my fingers slipped. She walked back in carrying a glass of water, eyes moving between us with that sharp, assessing look she always got when she sensed something was off.“What’s going on?” she asked. “You both look like someone died.”“Nothing,” I said too quickly. “Just… a message from Liam.”She raised an eyebrow. “At this hour? What

062. One Click From Disaster

SELENA The photo of Liam and Mia stared up at me from the phone screen. Her body leaning into his car. His hand on her waist. The timestamp fresh enough that it felt like a slap.I laughed once. The sound came out cracked and ugly in the small bathroom.“Of course,” I muttered. “Of course he’s with her. While I’m here falling apart, he’s outside some apartment making out with the woman carrying his child.”Kael took the phone from my hand and stared at the image for a long second. His expression didn’t change much, but the muscle in his jaw flexed once.“He’s weak,” he said quietly. “Always has been when it comes to her.”I leaned back against the sink, arms crossed tight over my chest. “That’s all you have to say? He’s weak? Your son is outside kissing the same woman who just destroyed my marriage, and you’re standing here analyzing him like it’s a business report.”Kael’s eyes lifted to mine. Calm. Controlled. But there was something harder underneath. “Getting angry at me won’t c

063. Old Lust With Selena’s Mum

KAELI moved before Clara’s thumb could press the screen.My hand closed around her wrist, firm but not rough, and I pulled the phone out of her grip in one clean motion. She froze for half a second, eyes wide, then the shock turned into pure anger.“Give me my phone,” she snapped, voice rising. “Right now, Kael.”I locked the screen and slipped it into my pocket. “Not yet.”“Not yet?” She stepped closer, pointing at my chest. “Who the hell do you think you are? That’s my phone. Give it back.”Selena stood a few feet away, face pale, watching us like the floor might open up. I kept my eyes on Clara.“You’re not opening that message,” I said evenly.Clara let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Oh, I’m not? You walk into my house, sit at my table, and now you’re deciding what I can and can’t look at on my own phone? What was that video, Kael? What the hell was on it?”“Something you don’t need to see.”“That’s not an answer.” Her voice climbed higher. “I saw enough. A hospital bed. Skin.

064. He Still Makes Me Weak

CLARAHis face was too close.Kael stood over me like he had every right to be there, one hand still loosely around my wrist, the other resting against the wall beside my head. The heat of his body sank into mine. I could smell him; clean, expensive, familiar in a way that made my stomach tighten. My phone sat in his pocket. My pulse was beating too hard in my throat.I should have stepped back. I didn’t.“Give me my phone,” I said. My voice came out quieter than I wanted. Almost steady.Kael didn’t move. He stayed right there, close enough that I could feel his breath against my lips. Deliberate. He was doing this on purpose. I knew that look. The calm, controlled one he used when he wanted someone to stop fighting him.“Clara.” Just my name. Low. Even. “Breathe.”I pushed at his chest with my free hand. My palm met solid muscle and went nowhere. He didn’t budge. The contact sent a slow, unwanted heat down my spine. Years of carefully buried want rose up so fast it made my knees fe

065. Husband Vs Father-In-Law

SELENA Weeks later, the guest room at my mother’s house still felt temporary. Like I was only borrowing the space and could be asked to leave at any moment. The bed was too soft. The silence was too loud. Clara had barely spoken to me since the night Kael deleted whatever was on her phone. She moved through the house like I was an inconvenience she was forced to tolerate. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling mindlessly through my phone, when the doorbell rang. I didn’t move at first. Then I heard Clara’s voice downstairs, tight and irritated. “What are you doing here?” Liam’s voice answered, louder than usual. “I need to see my wife.” I stood up slowly. My stomach tightened. I hadn’t seen him since I walked out with my bag. Part of me had hoped he would stay away longer. Footsteps came up the stairs. Heavy. Determined. Then a knock on my door, short and hard. “Selena. Open the door.” I opened it. Liam stood there looking worse than the last time I’d seen hi

066. Protecting What’s Mine

KAELTwo weeks.That was how long Selena had been hiding in this house, and the sight of my son’s hands on her still made something violent settle under my skin.“Get your hands off her.”Liam froze. The boldness he’d walked in with drained out of him the second my voice filled the room. His fingers loosened on Selena’s waist like he’d been burned. He stepped back, shoulders tightening, eyes dropping for half a second the way they always did when he remembered who he was speaking to.Selena stood between us, breathing too fast, lips still slightly swollen from the kiss he’d forced on her. She looked exhausted. Pale. Thinner than she had been two weeks ago.Clara’s voice came from the hallway behind me. “I told you he was upstairs. I didn’t expect you to walk in on… this.”I didn’t look at her. My eyes stayed on Liam.“You put your hands on her again,” I said, voice low and controlled. “After everything. After the way you’ve handled this marriage.”Liam swallowed. He couldn’t hold my

067. Fainted And Full

KEALSelena’s body went completely limp in my arms.One second she was standing, pale and swaying. The next her eyes rolled back and her full weight dropped against me. I caught her before she could hit the floor, one arm under her knees, the other supporting her back. She was lighter than she should have been. Too light. Two weeks of barely eating and running on pure stress had carved her down.“Selena!” Liam’s voice cracked. He stepped forward like he was going to take her from me.I turned my shoulder, blocking him. “Don’t touch her.”Clara’s face had gone white. “What happened? Selena, oh my God. Is she breathing?”“She’s breathing,” I said, already moving toward the door. “We’re going to the hospital. Now.”Liam followed too close, voice rising. “I’ll carry her. She’s my wife. Give her to me.”I looked at him once. Whatever he saw in my face made him stop short.“You had your chance to take care of her,” I said, voice low. “You failed. Move.”Clara grabbed her keys with shaking

068. Two Possible Fathers

SELENA The words hit me like a physical blow.“You’re pregnant.”The doctor’s voice stayed calm, professional, like he hadn’t just detonated my entire life in one sentence. The room tilted. My ears rang. I stared at him, then at the IV in my arm, then at the two men standing on either side of the bed.Liam’s face had gone completely white. “What… what did you just say?”Kael didn’t speak. He stood frozen, eyes locked on me, something dark and unreadable shifting behind his usual control. His hand, still resting on the bed rail near my hip, tightened until the metal creaked.I found my voice first. It came out small and cracked. “That’s not possible.”The doctor glanced at the tablet again. “The bloodwork confirms it. Early stages. You’re roughly five to six weeks along. We’ll do an ultrasound to be more precise, but the hCG levels are clear. Combined with the exhaustion, dehydration, and blood pressure drop, it’s consistent with early pregnancy symptoms.”Five to six weeks.My mind

069. Both Carrying Carter Babies

MIAThe look on their faces was better than sex.Selena, pale and broken in the hospital bed.Liam standing there like a kicked dog. Kael hovering too close to his son’s wife like he already owned her. And Clara trying to play the concerned mother while her eyes kept flicking between them with that tight, suspicious look.I rested my hand on my belly and smiled.“Well,” I said sweetly. “Isn’t this a surprise.”The other nurse,some soft little thing named Emily, hovered behind me, clearly confused. I turned to her with my best professional voice.“I’ve got this. Mrs. Carter is a special case. Family friend. You can go assist on the other floor. I’ll handle her vitals and the private consult.”Emily hesitated. “But the chart says—”“I said I’ve got it.” I kept the smile in place. “Go.”She left. The door clicked shut.Liam found his voice first. “Mia? What the hell are you doing here?”I tilted my head, letting my eyes drag over him slowly. “I work here, baby. Night shift. Obstetrics an

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