All Chapters of My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

KEONAPeter & Garter Solicitors occupies an imposing office in the heart of Manhattan, tucked inside one of the city’s sleek industrial buildings.The moment I step through the doors, the polished marble, gleaming brass, and expensive-looking furnishings tell me I’m in the right place.Or at least, I think I am.That certainty lasts until a handsome man in his late fifties looks up from behind the desk.Peter Garter. My designated lawyer.His sharp gaze locks onto me, and the hard expression on his face makes me wonder if I’ve walked into the wrong office after all.“Are you Mrs. Cromwell? The wife of Hardin Cromwell?”I lift a brow, a sliver of unease tightening my stomach. “Yes? Is there a problem?”Peter releases a defeated sigh that has alarm bells going off in brain. “Please hold on a sec.”I watch in confusion as he gets to his feet and paces across the room, speaking into his phone with a hushed voice, his expression growing increasingly agitated. Whoever he’s talking to doe

KEONA“You said you returned from the grocery store to find her in the house?”“Yes, madam,” Mina responds, seeming on the verge of tears.“Then how did she get inside?”“I really have no idea, madam. I swear, I have no idea.”Ignoring the sinking feeling in my chest, I give Mina an absent-minded pat on the arm.“Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.”Taking a deep breath, I trace the sounds of heavy commotion all the way… to Cora’s bedroom.The door is already wide open when I arrive. One look inside stops me in my tracks, my eyes widening at the chaos unfolding before me.“What the hell is going on here?!”There are… men in my daughter’s room.Strange men dressed in armless vests, and wielding all sorts of tools. And they seem to be tearing the room to shreds. They all turn toward me as my voice echoes across the room. But to my utter disbelief, they simply turn back to the task at hand, continuing to dismantle the bed frame and wardrobe as though I’m not even there.Anger and confusion st

KEONAFor a few seconds, I can only stare at Sophia, my mind whirling with shock.“Two years?”She nods, almost apologetically. “Hardin gave me the keys when I started coming here. He said it would be easier if I could just come and go whenever I wanted to.”My fingers curl at my sides as I mull over those words. Of course he did. Of course he gave another woman the keys to our matrimonial home for two whole years without bothering to inform me. Before I can even process my emotions properly, footsteps sound behind us. “What’s going on here?” Kaliyah walks into the room, her eyes immediately sweeping over the newly decorated space.As usual, her hair is swept into a tight bun, and her designer skirt and blouse are as pristine as ever. Her face lights up as she turns in a small circle. “Oh, my goodness…”She steps farther inside, taking in the new furniture, the carefully coordinated colours, and the expensive decorations.“This is beautiful, Sophie.” She turns to Sophia with a p

KEONAI slip out of the house after making sure Cora is sound asleep in the guest bedroom. I could’ve woken her and asked why she didn’t come to me after realizing she no logger loved the decor in her room, but I was too much of a coward.I don’t think I’m strong enough to hear her reason just yet. If she mentions that she did it because of Sophia, I might just fall apart right there.No one notices when I leave. Last I checked, they’d all retired to Hardin’s office, fawning over Sophia’s latest project.Mind you, Hardin hardly ever let me step foot inside his office. But apparently, his childhood sweetheart and dearest mother can come and go as they please.Shaking the gloomy thoughts out of my mind, I ease my car into the private road, my stomach suddenly tightening with nerves.After a close self-inspection, I’m shocked to realize that I’m nervous, not because I might potentially be cheating on my husband, but because I have no idea what to expect when I see Thane again.We’d lost

HARDIN“…should we call the police ?”When I realize my fingers are trembling, I curl them into tight fists.But no matter how much I try to deny it, I can’t escape the fact that Mina is right.Keona never leaves the house without telling anyone.My wife never leaves the house without telling me.I’d made up my mind not to call her, but before I can stop myself, I pull my phone from my left pocket and dial her number. My throat tightens when the call goes straight to voicemail.Something’s not right. “Mina, get Claude. Tell him it’s urgent and—”“Daddy, I’m ready! Do you love my dress…?!”My instructions are cut off as Cora runs into the room, stopping in front of me before twirling in a full circle. One look at her smiling face and those adorable, rosy cheeks is enough to chase every worry from my mind. I drop to one knee in front of her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead before running my fingers through her perfectly styled curls.“You look beautiful, my princess. The most bea