All Chapters of The Good Girl Isn't Coming Back : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER FIFTY ONE KEEPING MY SECRET I returned home with my pregnancy result hidden inside my handbag. For the first time in a long while, I felt like I had something that belonged only to me. My baby. I gently placed my hand over my stomach as I walked into the mansion. Nobody noticed me. Everyone was gathered in the living room. Nora sat comfortably on the couch, while Mrs. Lambert sat beside her, listening to every word she said. Elena was there too. Mattias was nowhere to be seen. I quietly walked past them. “Summer.” I stopped. Mrs. Hambert looked at me. “Where have you been?” “Out.” “Out where?” I tightened my grip around my handbag. “Somewhere.” She frowned. “You've suddenly become secretive.” “I have nothing to hide.” Nora glanced at me. Her eyes narrowed for a moment. Then she smiled. “Let her be, Mrs. Lambert. Maybe she needed some fresh air.” I looked at her. She was pretending to care again. I walked upstairs without responding. The moment I en

CHAPTER FIFTY — SUMMER’S POV The house had changed. Or perhaps I was the one who had changed. Ever since I discovered that Nora was pregnant, every smile in this house felt different. Every whisper sounded like it was meant for me. Even the silence between Mattias and me carried a weight I could no longer ignore. I had promised myself I wouldn't tell them about my own pregnancy. Not yet. I needed to protect my baby. That was all that mattered. I woke up early the next morning, feeling nauseous. I quickly covered my mouth and rushed into the bathroom. After throwing up, I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath. Two months. I placed a trembling hand over my stomach. "My baby," I whispered. A small smile appeared on my face despite everything happening around me. I had lost almost everything in this house, but I still had my child. And I would protect my baby with everything I had. I washed my face and walked downstairs. The moment I entered the dining room, I

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONEKEEPING MY SECRETI returned home with my pregnancy result hidden inside my handbag.For the first time in a long while, I felt like I had something that belonged only to me.My baby.I gently placed my hand over my stomach as I walked into the mansion.Nobody noticed me.Everyone was gathered in the living room.Nora sat comfortably on the couch, while Mrs. lambert sat beside her, listening to every word she said.Elena was there too.Mattias was nowhere to be seen.I quietly walked past them.“Summer.”I stopped.Mrs. lambert looked at me.“Where have you been?”“Out.”“Out where?”I tightened my grip around my handbag.“Somewhere.”She frowned.“You've suddenly become secretive.”“I have nothing to hide.”Nora glanced at me.Her eyes narrowed for a moment.Then she smiled.“Let her be, Mrs. lambert. Maybe she needed some fresh air.”I looked at her.She was pretending to care again.I walked upstairs without responding.The moment I entered my room, I locked the do

Summer's POV The morning was a painful quiet. I just couldn’t get the look on Mattias’s face when he answered that phone call out of my mind. It was more than a shock. It was ecstasy. "Somebody's important enough to get him to leave without a word. He forgot breakfast, the one meal he had actually praised in weeks. I silenced the dining table. Mrs. Hambert and Elena had returned to the living room, talking cheerfully, as if nothing had happened that was out of the ordinary. But I was still busy and alone. Around noon, the mansion heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I wiped my hands on my apron and rushed to the door. 'Mattias is home,' I grinned and whispered. Maybe he'd been called away on business. Maybe I was doing too much. I opened the front door. Slowly, my smile died. Mattias climbed out of the driver’s seat. He circled the car and slid open the passenger door. A pretty lady came out with a graceful step. Her dress was cream, her heels designer and her j

Summer's POV The morning was a painful quiet. I just couldn’t get the look on Mattias’s face when he answered that phone call out of my mind. It was more than a shock. It was ecstasy. "Somebody's important enough to get him to leave without a word. He forgot breakfast, the one meal he had actually praised in weeks. I silenced the dining table. Mrs. Hambert and Elena had returned to the living room, talking cheerfully, as if nothing had happened that was out of the ordinary. But I was still busy and alone. Around noon, the mansion heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I wiped my hands on my apron and rushed to the door. 'Mattias is home,' I grinned and whispered. Maybe he'd been called away on business. Maybe I was doing too much. I opened the front door. Slowly, my smile died. Mattias climbed out of the driver’s seat. He circled the car and slid open the passenger door. A pretty lady came out with a graceful step. Her dress was cream, her heels designer and her j