บททั้งหมดของ Married to my Ex's Billionaire Father: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

The first morning of the new year arrived quietly at Bennett House.Christmas decorations still filled the house, though the excitement of the holidays had faded.Maya stood by the window with a cup of tea, watching the early morning light spread across the garden.A new year.She smiled.So much had changed.A few months ago, she had entered this house believing her marriage to Damon had an expiration date.One year.That had been the agreement.One year together.Then they would go their separate ways.At least, that was what she had believed.Now she wasn't so sure.Footsteps sounded behind her.Damon wrapped his arms around her.“Happy New Year.”Maya smiled.“Happy New Year.”He kissed her cheek.“How are my girls?”Maya laughed.“You still don't know whether we're having girls.”Damon smiled.“I know.”“Then stop saying girls.”“I like saying it.”“You're going to be disappointed if we have two boys.”“Never.”He placed his hand over her stomach.“I'll love them either way.”May

By evening, Bennett House was filled with the smell of good food and the sound of laughter.Damon had insisted on hosting dinner himself.Maya had teased him about it all afternoon.“You're behaving like we're celebrating something.”“We are.”“What?”“Being together.”She had smiled at him then.Now she sat beside him at the dining table, looking happier than she had in months.The table was full.Ethan sat across from them, with Lily beside him.Rachel sat further down, quietly observing everyone.Victor had also been invited.Maya had suggested it.Damon had agreed, though he remained cautious.For the first time, having Victor at the table did not feel like an intrusion.The conversation was easy.Ethan looked at his father.“Dad, are you going to let Maya eat tonight, or are you going to keep asking whether she's comfortable?”Damon frowned.“I haven't asked her once.”“You asked her before dinner.”“That was before dinner.”“And you asked whether she wanted a different chair.”“

The first weeks of the new year passed quietly.For Maya, the quietness felt almost unfamiliar.After months of fear, hospital visits, whispered conversations, and constant worry, ordinary days had begun to feel precious.She spent more time downstairs now.Most mornings, she joined Lily in the kitchen while breakfast was being prepared.Sometimes she helped.Sometimes she simply sat at the counter with a cup of tea, listening to everyone talk.She liked the noise.She liked hearing Ethan complain about something Lily had said.She liked watching Damon search for his keys every morning even when they were sitting directly in front of him.She liked feeling like part of the household again.One morning, Damon walked into the kitchen while Maya was cutting fruit.“You're supposed to be resting.”Maya looked at him.“I'm sitting down.”“You're standing.”“I was sitting.”“Why did you stand?”“To get the fruit.”“I could have gotten it.”Maya laughed.“Damon.”“Yes?”

Maya and Rachel returned to Bennett House in the afternoon with bags covering most of the back seat.Maya carried the smallest bag herself.Rachel immediately reached for it.“I've got that.”Maya laughed.“It's one blanket.”“You're pregnant.”“I know.”“And I'm not letting you carry anything.”Maya shook her head.“You've become worse than Damon.”Rachel laughed.“That's impossible.”They walked into the sitting room together.Maya placed the bags on the sofa and began pulling them out one by one.“Look at these.”Rachel held up a tiny pair of socks.“They're too small.”“That's the point.”Maya laughed.“They'll grow into them.”Rachel smiled.“You bought too many.”“You helped me.”“I tried to stop you.”“You didn't try hard enough.”Rachel laughed.Maya picked up one of the tiny blankets.“I can't believe we're actually preparing for them.”Rachel watched her face brighten.“You're excited.”“Terrified.”She smiled.“But excited.”Rachel sat besi

Rachel waited until the house had gone quiet before returning Victor's call.She sat on the edge of her bed, staring at his name on the screen.For several minutes, she considered leaving the call unanswered.But she knew better.Victor would not ignore the silence.He would question it.And Rachel wasn't ready for that conversation.She finally pressed call.He answered before the second ring.“Why did you ignore me?”No greeting.No small talk.Rachel closed her eyes.“I was with the family.”“You saw my calls.”“Yes.”“And you chose not to answer.”Rachel looked toward the window.“Yes.”There was silence on the other end.“You've never done that before.”“I know.”“Why?”Rachel hesitated.“Because I didn't want to leave the table.”Victor's voice became colder.“You didn't want to leave the table?”“No.”“You're forgetting why you're there.”Rachel's jaw tightened.“I haven't forgotten.”“Then remember what we agreed.”“I remember.”“You were supposed to keep them comfortable. Kee