All Chapters of MARRIED TO MY ENEMY'S FATHER: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11HarperThe room suddenly felt quiet. My eyes remained fixed on the birth certificate lying on the table.Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Not even Noah.Damian’s hand wrapped around mine. It was warm. Strong. I didn’t realize how much I needed it until that moment.Finally I found my voice.“What are you talking about?”Noah leaned against the table. “The truth.”“I already know the truth.”His face said he disagreed. “No, Harper. You know what you were told.”The words stung because lately I wasn’t even sure what that was anymore.My mother had secrets. The Blackwoods had secrets. Everyone had secrets. Everyone except me. I was the only one in the dark about my own life.Damian stepped forward. “Stop talking in riddles.”Noah almost smiled. “You’ve always been impatient.”“And you’ve always loved hearing yourself talk.”Mason almost laughed. Almost.Noah sighed. “Fine.”He opened the file wider. Documents spilled out. Photographs. Medical records. Letters. Old reports. The mor

Chapter 13HarperMy eyes remained locked on it while Richard Blackwood stood on the staircase watching us.Almost like he was enjoying this.I hated him for that. I hated how calm he looked. How confident he looked.As if he already knew the truth would destroy me.“Pick it up,” Richard said.I looked at him. “Why?”“Because you’ve spent years looking for answers.”My heart was pounding now.“And now they’re right in front of you.”Damian stepped closer to me. His shoulder brushed mine. It was a simple thing, but it grounded me instantly.Richard noticed. Of course he did.His expression darkened slightly. “Interesting.”Damian’s voice was cold. “Stop talking and explain.”“No. She deserves to read it herself.”I looked down at the envelope again. It was old and worn, yellowed by time. It held decades of secrets. Decades of lies.Slowly, I bent down and picked it up. My hands trembled.Not from fear. At least that’s what I told myself.Damian noticed anyway. He always noticed.“Harpe

Chapter 15DamianThree days later.Lily was safe.That was all that mattered.Ethan had taken her without permission. He claimed he only wanted to spend time with his sister. After one huge confrontation, I made it very clear that he would never do that again.For the first time in weeks, the house was peaceful.No journalists. No secret files. No mysterious letters. No family drama.Just peace.I intended to keep it that way.Harper walked into my office carrying a cup of coffee.“You’re working again.”I looked up. She was wearing one of my shirts.My brain immediately stopped functioning.A dangerous habit lately.“I own a company.”“You also own a vacation home.”I narrowed my eyes. “What?”She placed the coffee on my desk. “I heard Mason talking.”“Mason talks too much.”“He said you haven’t taken a real vacation in years.”I glared at my best friend even though he wasn’t there.Traitor.Harper smiled. “You need a break.”“I’m fine.”“You definitely are not.”I leaned back. “And

Chapter 17DamianI stared at Ethan. Ethan stared at me.Neither of us looked happy.The fact that he was standing on the same beach as Harper and me during our vacation made me question every life decision that had brought me here.Beside me, Harper sighed. A long sigh. The kind that suggested she was already tired.Honestly, so was I.“Ethan.”My son’s grin widened. “Dad.”“What are you doing here?”He held up the hotel key. “Vacation.”“No.”“Yes.”“No.”“Yes.”Harper suddenly laughed. I looked at her. She covered her mouth.“I’m sorry.”“You’re not.”“No.” She laughed harder.Even Ethan looked amused.“This marriage has changed you.”I glared at him. “Leave.”“That’s rude.”“Leave.”Ethan looked at Harper. “See what I deal with?”She immediately betrayed me. “He does have a point.”Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable.I narrowed my eyes at my wife. “My wife is supposed to support me.”She smiled sweetly. “My husband is supposed to relax on vacation.”I opened my mouth. Then clos

Chapter 19DamianFor a moment, neither of us spoke.Harper still held the phone against her ear. Her expression was completely blank.I watched her carefully. Something about the call felt wrong. Very wrong.“Mom?”Harper finally spoke again.A pause followed. Then she suddenly sighed. The tension immediately left her shoulders. Relief flooded her face.I frowned. That was unexpected.“What do you mean?”Another pause. Then Harper started laughing. Actually laughing.The sound confused me even more.“You’re impossible.”I waited. Patiently. Mostly.When the call finally ended, Harper lowered her phone. I stared at her. She stared back.Then she laughed again.“What happened?”“My mother is not pregnant.”I blinked. “What?”“Exactly.”She dropped onto the chair beside me. Apparently she found the entire situation hilarious.I still had no idea what was happening.Harper wiped her eyes. “She was joking.”I stared at her. “That’s not a joke.”“I know.”“That’s a terrible joke.”“I know.