บททั้งหมดของ MY EX WANTS THE CHILD HE ONCE REJECTED BACK: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Author’s POV Elena was pouring herself a cup of coffee when she heard cheerful voices coming from the hallway. She turned just as Claire walked into the kitchen with Liam, whose little backpack bounced against his shoulders.Claire smiled brightly when she saw Elena. “Now, this is what I call a handsome young man!” She gently ruffled Liam’s hair, making him giggle.Liam puffed out his chest proudly. “Mom picked my clothes!”Elena laughed softly..“I did. Someone wanted to look extra handsome on his first day.”“He definitely does,” Claire agreed as she crouched beside him and straightened his collar. “I have a feeling you’re going to be the coolest kid in your class.”Liam’s nervous smile slowly disappeared..“You think so?”“I know so,” Claire replied confidently. “You’ll make lots of friends before the day is over.”Liam nodded excitedly. “I’ll try!”Elena watched the two of them with a warm smile. Since moving to New York, Claire had become more than just her assistant. She had been

Author’s POV The drive to the V&C atelier gave Elena plenty of time to think. Her mind was already moving from one task to another as she mentally reviewed the schedule for the next few days. The international fashion competition was drawing closer, she knew the real challenge was still ahead. This competition was more than a chance to win. It was an opportunity to establish V&C as one of the leading fashion houses in New York. When she arrived at the atelier, the familiar atmosphere immediately put her at ease. Designers moved from one workstation to another, tailors carefully stitched fabrics together, and mannequins displayed gowns that were almost ready for the runway. Rolls of fabric, sketches, and accessories covered the worktables, while the steady sound of sewing machines echoed throughout the room. This was where Elena felt most at home. “Good afternoon, everyone,” she greeted as she walked inside. The team smiled and greeted her warmly before returning to work. Elena walk

Author’s POVLater that evening, Elena quietly walked into Liam’s room. A small bedside lamp filled the room with a warm glow. Liam was sitting on his bed, hugging his pillow. He looked unusually quiet, and Elena could tell he was still thinking about what had happened outside the apartment.She walked over and sat beside him, gently brushing a hand through his hair. “Hey, sweetheart,” she said with a soft smile. “How are you feeling now?”Liam looked up at her, his eyes full of confusion. “Mom… why did that lady call me that?” he asked quietly. “What does that word mean?”Elena’s heart tightened. She knew exactly which word he was talking about, but she didn’t want him carrying something so cruel in his heart.She cupped his little face gently. “You don’t have to worry about that word, okay? It wasn’t nice, and I don’t want you saying it. Sometimes people say hurtful things when they’re angry, but that doesn’t make them true.”Liam lowered his eyes and played with the corner of his b

Author’s POV Elena slowly rose from her seat, her heart beating a little faster. She had expected that she would have to face Raven again at some point, but she hadn’t imagined it would happen like this. After Dorian received an urgent phone call and left the gala early, she had been sitting alone, making polite conversation with a few guests she had only just met.Mr. Richard Peterson smiled warmly as he stepped forward. “Ms. Voss,” he said, “I don’t think I gave you a proper introduction earlier at the presentation. Tonight is a better opportunity.” He turned toward Raven. “Mr. Calloway, I’d like you to properly meet the woman everyone has been talking about. This is Ms. Elena Voss, Creative Director of V&C Fashion House. Her designs are one of the biggest highlights of this year’s competition.”For a brief moment, the room seemed to disappear around them. Raven looked at Elena without saying a word. His expression remained calm, but his eyes searched her face as though trying to u

Author's POV“Not funny?” Raven’s voice was low and cold, each word carrying barely controlled anger. He stared at Tracy as though he didn’t recognize the woman standing before him. “You knew exactly what happened that day. You stood there while I accused Elena of lying. You heard everything, and you chose to keep quiet.”Tracy folded her arms and forced a careless laugh, pretending his anger didn’t affect her. “Oh, please, Raven. Stop acting like I’m the villain. You made your own decision. I didn’t force you to say those things to her. If you were so quick to believe she was lying, that’s your problem, not mine.”Raven’s jaw tightened as he took another step toward her. Regret crashed into him all over again. For five years, he had blamed Elena for everything. He had called her a liar without giving her a chance to prove herself. And now Tracy was standing in front of him, admitting that she had known the truth all along and had simply watched his marriage fall apart without saying