All Chapters of Married to my Ex's Billionaire Father: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Maya waited until they were alone before taking the small box from her handbag.Damon had gone upstairs after dinner to answer a few work calls.Maya stood outside his study for a moment, holding the box behind her back.She knocked.“Come in.”She opened the door.Damon looked up from his laptop.“You're supposed to be resting.”Maya smiled.“I know.”“Then why are you standing there?”“I brought you something.”His eyebrows lifted.“For me?”“Yes.”She walked toward him and placed the small box on his desk.Damon looked at it.“What is this?”“Open it.”He picked up the box.“You bought this today?”Maya nodded.“You were so busy buying things for the babies that I didn't realize you bought something for yourself.”“I didn't.”He looked at her.“For me?”“Yes.”Damon opened the box.Inside was a simple silver watch.He stared at it for several seconds.Maya smiled.“You kept looking at watches when we passed the store.”“I was looking at the time.”“

Victor stood inside the Bennett Global building, looking through the glass windows of the executive floor. The city stretched beneath him. Traffic moved along the streets. People hurried between buildings. Business continued as usual. But Victor wasn't interested in the city. His attention was fixed on Bennett Global. More specifically, on Maya's position inside the company. He had spent the morning reviewing the company's structure. The controlling shares. The voting rights. The board arrangements. The protections surrounding Maya's ownership. He had studied every detail available to him. Maya held more power than she realized. And that power made her difficult to remove. Victor picked up a folder from the desk. Maya's name appeared across the top. He opened it again. The one-year marriage agreement still had months left. There was no reason to rush. In fact, rushing would be the worst mistake they could make. Maya was recovering. Her pregnancy was progressing.

The morning began quietly.Maya sat at the small desk near the bedroom window, sorting through a stack of papers Damon had left there the previous evening.Most of them were medical documents.Appointment schedules.Pregnancy notes.Information about the twins.She smiled as she looked through them.Her pregnancy had become part of the rhythm of the house.Everyone asked how she was feeling.Everyone wanted to know whether she had eaten.Everyone had an opinion about the nursery.Even Ethan had started making jokes about how many things two babies would need.Maya reached for another document.Then she saw it.The marriage agreement.She stopped.For several seconds, she simply stared at the folder.She had not thought about the document in weeks.Not seriously.The agreement had once been the foundation of her marriage to Damon.One year.One year together.Then they would go their separate ways.At least, that had been the plan.Maya slowly opened the folder.Her eyes moved across t

The nursery had slowly become Damon's favorite room in Bennett House.Maya had noticed.Every time she passed the doorway, she found him inside.Sometimes he was checking the furniture.Sometimes he was reading instructions for something that did not need instructions.Other times, he simply stood in the middle of the room, looking around.One afternoon, Maya found him measuring the distance between two pieces of furniture.She leaned against the doorframe.“Again?”Damon looked up.“I want everything right.”“You measured that yesterday.”“I wasn't satisfied.”Maya laughed.“You're becoming obsessed.”“We're having twins.”“You've said that before.”“And you keep forgetting how many babies we're having.”“I haven't forgotten.”“Good.”He returned to his measuring.Maya walked into the room.The nursery was beginning to look beautiful.The walls were painted in soft neutral shades.Two small cribs stood side by side.A changing table had been assembled.There were shelves filled with

Damon had always worked long hours.Maya had learned that before they were married.Bennett Global demanded his attention from early morning until late evening. Meetings filled his calendar. Phone calls followed him home. Important decisions seemed to wait for him no matter how late he stayed at the office.But lately, something had changed.He was coming home earlier.At first, Maya thought it was coincidence.Then it happened again.And again.One afternoon, she was sitting in the nursery, sorting through the tiny clothes Rachel had helped her organize, when she heard the front door open.She glanced at the clock.Four thirty.She smiled.Damon appeared in the doorway a few minutes later.“You're home early.”“I finished what I needed to finish.”Maya raised an eyebrow.“You finished everything at four thirty?”“Yes.”She looked at him suspiciously.“Are you sure you didn't escape?”Damon smiled.“I missed you.”The simple answer caught her off guard.“You cou