All Chapters of Lust for My Father-in-Law: The Plus-Size Secretary: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I took another sip of champagne. It tasted bitter on my tongue, but it was enough to calm the trembling at my fingertips. Across the room, amid the crowd still surrounding Ethan, I saw her.That woman stood beside my brother in a natural way, as if she was always meant to be there. Beautiful—not excessively or flashily beautiful, but a calm and expensive kind of beautiful. Her black hair was neatly pinned up, slightly ombre at the ends. A simple midnight blue dress that fit her body perfectly, cutting just below the knee. Her smile was gentle when Ethan turned to her and whispered something. She laughed softly, then placed her hand on Ethan's arm with an ease that wasn't forced.Ethan's girlfriend.I had never met her directly. I had only briefly seen a photo on Ethan's phone a few months ago, when everything was still relatively normal. I tried to remember her name—Sophia. Daughter of one of Father's old business partners in real estate.Ethan finally saw me from across the room. He

Nathaniel gripped my hand tightly as we walked through the quiet basement lobby. His black car was already waiting, the driver opening the rear door as soon as he saw us approaching. I slid inside, and Nathaniel followed, sitting so close that his shoulder touched mine.Throughout the ride, I stared out the window. Nathaniel didn't let go of my hand. Occasionally his thumb brushed the back of my hand with slow movements."Have you eaten?" he asked suddenly.I shook my head. Since morning, there had only been half a cup of tea I'd finished before being called to Father's study.Nathaniel picked up the phone. "Prepare a table for two at Gusto. Private reservation. One hour."I turned to him. "Gusto? That restaurant needs reservations months in advance.""That's why I'm calling now." He smiled faintly, the corner of his lips lifting in the way that always made my heart pound. "You need a proper meal, and I need to see you smile again today."Gusto turned out to be far more magnificent th

The first call came while we were still dancing. Nathaniel glanced at the screen, then ignored it. The second call came five minutes later. The third didn't stop ringing until Nathaniel finally turned off his phone completely."Your father," he said flatly.I nodded, not needing to ask.The fourth call came to my phone. Father had never called me this many times in the past year, let alone in one night. I stared at the glowing screen in my hand, the name "Father" blinking like a warning."You have to go home. If you don't go home, he'll send the police or something worse," Nathaniel said."I don't want to go home.""I know." He kissed my forehead. "But if you stay here tonight, he'll have a reason to attack us tomorrow. I need time to prepare everything. Lawyers, documents, everything. If you go home tonight and act normal, he won't suspect anything."I looked at him, searching for doubt in his eyes, but all I found was calm firmness. Nathaniel Whitmore never begged, but tonight, in f

"Are you sure?" he asked."I can't stay in that house anymore. Every time I see Father, I'll think about that video. Every time I see Ethan, I'll feel guilty for hiding something from him. And Sophia, I can't pretend in front of her."Nathaniel nodded slowly. "Fine. Tomorrow morning we'll handle everything. I've already contacted the lawyer. We can submit the marriage documents. The process can be expedited if there are connections.""You have connections."He smiled faintly. "I have many connections."That night, I didn't go home to Father's house. Nathaniel took me back to his mansion, and for the first time in days, I slept soundly—maybe from exhaustion, maybe from the warmth of his body holding me all night.Morning came too quickly. The sun shone through the thin curtains in Nathaniel's room, and I woke up with his arm still wrapped around my waist. He was already awake—I could feel his steady breath on the back of my neck—but he didn't move, just enjoying the morning silence."W

Nathaniel stared at Derek, who was still kneeling on the cold, dirty hospital floor. For a moment, time seemed to stop.I stood beside him, our fingers still intertwined, feeling the tension radiating through his entire body. Behind Derek, Anita was crying quietly, her body shaking. The baby they couldn’t see behind the emergency room door seemed to be the only reason they were still holding on.“Get up,” Nathaniel said.Derek lifted his face. Tears and snot were mixed on his cheeks. He looked destroyed. Completely destroyed. The man who had once shoved me in a motel, who had called me a whore, who had thrown my clothes out the mansion window, was now crawling on the floor of a public hospital for the sake of his child’s life.Slowly, Derek stood up. His legs were trembling. Anita immediately held his arm, as if afraid he would fall again.Nathaniel let out a long breath. He took out his phone, dialed a number, then spoke in the tone he usually used when handling major affairs.“Dr. A