All Chapters of Don't Stop Daddy, Please!: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The morning sunlight, which had initially been bright, now felt warmer as it illuminated the spacious courtyard in front of the main entrance of the Blackwood family residence. A black sedan with a gleaming hood was parked neatly near the steps, ready to take Lucas and Emma to the civil registry office to officially register their marriage.Lucas walked out through the main entrance with confident strides, wearing a formal charcoal-colored suit that perfectly accentuated his athletic build. Behind him, Emma followed gracefully, dressed in an ivory-white midi dress that fit her slender figure perfectly, radiating an aura of tranquility and an undeniable charm.However, before the two of them could descend the final steps toward the waiting car, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the main living room.“Lucas! Wait a moment!” Mrs. Lusi called out in a panicked voice.Lucas stopped in his tracks and turned around together with Emma. They saw Zane Lancaster Blackwood rus

An overwhelming wave of nausea suddenly slammed into Emma's solar plexus the moment the endearment "Dear Mommy" slipped effortlessly from the lips of Zane Lancaster Blackwood. The title sounded utterly repulsive and absurd, shattering the last remaining shred of patience she had been struggling to hold onto. Without saying another word, Emma turned her face away with a look of sheer disgust, then pivoted her body, intending to walk away and leave the living room for her own bedroom.However, her movement was not fast enough. Before Emma's foot could take a step past the sofa, Zane's sturdy hand had already snatched her wrist with a tight yet harmless grip."Oh, come on, Mommy... walk me to my room," Zane whined in an irritatingly fabricated, spoiled tone, intentionally playing on Emma's nerves until they tightened completely. "My head is still spinning. You have to take care of me according to Grandma and Daddy's orders, right?"Emma let out a rough sigh, taking a deep breath to suppr

The sun slowly sank beyond the horizon, leaving behind a reddish-orange glow that gradually gave way to the darkness of night. The enormous crystal chandeliers inside the Blackwood family’s main mansion began to shine brightly, reflecting the grandeur of the classical architecture in every corner of the room. In the main dining room, the long mahogany dining table had been neatly arranged with various luxurious dinner dishes, their delicious aromas filling the air.The atmosphere at the dining table was much calmer than the tension earlier that morning, but beneath the silence, a dangerous current of emotions was surging violently among the people gathered there.Lucas Moura Blackwood sat upright in his main seat, wearing a dark-colored casual shirt. To his right, Mrs. Lusi appeared to be enjoying a bowl of warm pumpkin soup gracefully. Meanwhile, Emma and Zane sat opposite each other on the other side of the table, creating a direct line of sight that brought their sharp gazes face-t

Cold air crept through the gap of the master bedroom window that had not been fully closed, carrying with it the lingering moisture of the late-night city air. Lucas's final words hung in the air, leaving behind a sharp silence that pierced deep into Emma's chest. The man slowly withdrew, turning his back without waiting for a single word in response before walking toward the private study at the back of the room, leaving Emma in a state of profound bewilderment.Emma clenched both hands at her sides. Her breathing came slowly and heavily as she held back a surge of anger and resentment that was raging inside her. This marriage was merely about obeying Mother? Don't expect anything? Emma's mind screamed loudly. Her pride as a woman suddenly felt torn apart. She refused to be belittled, and she was even less willing to be trapped in the status of a neglected puppet wife. If Lucas thought he could treat her like an inanimate object, he was gravely mistaken. Emma swore to herself that sh

Emma’s footsteps had just left the threshold of Mrs. Lusi’s room when a brawny hand suddenly grabbed her wrist from the side with a grip so fast and powerful. Before Emma could make a sound or turn around to see who was behind the insolent action, her body was forcibly pulled along the quiet mansion corridor."Let go! Where are you taking me, Zane?!" Emma protested in a restrained voice, trying to struggle and pull her wrist with all her strength.However, Zane’s grip felt like hot iron locking her movement. The man did not pay any attention to Emma’s curses or struggles at all. Instead of taking the woman downstairs, Zane dragged Emma up the hidden fire escape—an old spiral staircase that led straight to the very top floor of the Blackwood family mansion.That floor was the attic area for storing antiques and the building’s mechanic room, which had been uninhabited for a long time. The atmosphere was gloomy, filled with the aroma of dry old wood, fine dust floating under the dim glow