บททั้งหมดของ My Wife Makes Our Baby Take Her Ex's Last Name: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

Alex Mitchell leaned forward to tease the baby in his arms, looking confident. "Let's name him Amatus Mitchell." He looked up at Emilia Hayes and declared, "That name represents how you will always be my beloved." The crowd erupted in applause. "Amatus Mitchell! What a beautiful name!" one praised. "It shows just how much he cares about her and commemorates the way they first met. It's such a meaningful gesture."Emilia's eyes reddened at his declaration of love, her hand still wrapped around Alex's wrist.Her younger brother, Elliot Hayes, slapped the table and laughed. "That's my man. Even the name he picked for his baby is romantic."Unlike my brother-in-law, Ryan. The names he came up with were so tacky, they sounded like something an old man in the countryside would choose."I stared at the smile on Emilia's face and suddenly remembered what happened after she got pregnant.I had stayed up several nights and filled an entire notebook with names. One of them was "Natha

"This is our bedroom!" I swept the decorative piece engraved with "Alex" off the nightstand. Emilia lost her temper and reached for it. In the struggle, her elbow knocked over the glass of water on the nightstand. With a loud crash, shards scattered across the floor. The door immediately flew open. Alex rushed in and pulled Emilia behind him. "Are you serious? If you have a problem, take it up with me. What kind of man takes his anger out on a woman?" He stood protectively in front of Emilia, his eyes cold, as if I were the outsider who had barged into their home. Emilia looked down at the broken glass, then at me with disappointment. "You never used to throw things. Now, just to get Alex out, you're willing to hurt me too?" "You knocked the glass over," I said. Emilia froze for a moment. But Alex sneered. "She just had a baby. She's emotional. So what if she accidentally knocked over a glass? You're a grown man. Is this really all you can do? Blame her for one tiny t

The living room fell silent for a few seconds. Emilia then started to laugh. She picked up the divorce papers and casually flipped through them. "You really came prepared. Do you think seeing these words will make me cry and beg you to give the baby your last name again?" She slapped the papers against my chest. "Try testing my patience once, and I'll let it slide. Keep doing it, and you'll just disgust me." Walter stood up, his expression cold. "You're getting a divorce over a last name? You're pettier than anyone I've ever seen. Do you have any idea how much Emilia has suffered being married to you all these years?"I looked straight into his eyes. "Suffered? I paid 800,000 dollars for the renovations on this house. I paid 2.3 million dollars to help Emilia open her business."I also paid for Elliot's four years of college, his living expenses, and the loan on the car he drives now. It all came out of my account." Karen's expression changed. "We're family. Why are you keepi

When I reached the store, the livestream was still going. Emilia was onstage doing a giveaway while Alex held the baby for photos. The baby was too exhausted to cry anymore. His breathing was slow and labored. I rushed onto the stage and pulled him from Alex's arms. His body was burning hot against my chest. "He's burning up, and you're still livestreaming?" Emilia's smile froze. Dozens of phones in the audience immediately turned toward us. She lowered her voice. "What the hell is wrong with you? The livestream is almost over. Whatever you have to say can wait until we get home." I lifted the baby's shirt. His back was drenched in sweat, yet his arms and legs were trembling. Alex frowned. "Kids get fevers all the time. How could you just storm in here and disrupt the event over that? Who's going to pay for the losses now?"I ignored them and rushed the baby to the hospital. The store employee who contacted me ran after me and got into my car. She told me the baby

The first month after my son came home with me, Emilia never once showed up at the time we had agreed on. Mom finally redecorated the guest room. She no longer had to sleep in the living room. Everything Alex had left behind—his clothes, computer, and game console—was packed into boxes and sent to the Hayes residence. The name-change application hadn't been officially submitted yet. Joshua withdrew the paperwork, so my son kept the surname on his birth certificate.We named him Nathaniel Parker. Without my financial support, Emilia's store quickly went out of business. Elliot's car was repossessed, and he spent his days smashing things at home. Even Emilia's parents began blaming her. "What was the point of giving the child Alex's surname? Now you've lost your husband and your money." Emilia still refused to admit she was wrong. She went on a trip with Alex and deliberately sent me their photos. "See? We're doing just fine without you." I didn't reply. A few days lat