All Chapters of My Ex's Alpha Is My Baby Daddy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I opened my eyes and stared at the unfamiliar surroundings. For a moment, I didn't know where I was.It took me a few seconds to realize that I wasn't dead. And I wasn't in a hospital either.My mind was still foggy, and I lay there for a while, trying to piece together what had happened.I slowly sat up, groaning as I held my head.A cup of water sat on the bedside table. I reached for it and drank. My throat felt dry, and the cool water gave me a little relief.As I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, I looked around the room again. This wasn't Harper's house either.The room was beautifully decorated, with expensive-looking furniture and an enormous chandelier hanging from the ceiling.Then I caught the scent. A familiar masculine scent.I knew immediately where I was.Hugh's house. Probably.I placed the empty cup back on the bedside table just as the door opened.Hugh stepped inside. The moment he saw me sitting upright, his worried expression immediately softened into a reli

“What do you want now? Haven't you caused enough problems already? Why do you keep coming back into my life despite how much I try to stay away from you?”My anger had been building for so long that hearing Lane's voice only brought everything I'd tried to bury rushing back to the surface.I yelled into the phone the moment I picked up.Yesterday was still painfully fresh. I could still remember the humiliation as clearly as if it had happened only moments ago.“I'm so sorry, Zoe. I really am.” Lane's voice was low. “I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you. For everything I've done. For how my past decisions keep affecting us.”I hated that he could still make me feel like I had to explain why I was hurt.“Of course you should be sorry. I came yesterday trying to support you despite everything you've done to me, and what did I get in return?” My voice rose. “I was humiliated by that silly secretary of yours. You two really need to put a leash on each other.”“I didn't know she would go

I swallowed hard before continuing.“Noelle was sick. She was admitted to the hospital. The one time I trusted him to take responsibility for checking on his own daughter while I was away, he didn't. Instead, he was off frolicking with another woman, and the next thing he decided to do was ask for a divorce.”Lane's mother slowly turned her gaze from her son and looked at me.Her eyes held so much softness that, despite my anger, some of the tension inside me loosened.Tears still brimmed in her eyes.Lane, on the other hand, did nothing but avoid our gazes.After a moment, his mother reached for my hands and held them tightly. I stared down at our joined hands.Her hands were slightly wrinkled now, and the sight brought back an unexpected memory.Those same hands had held mine years ago, just a few hours before I walked down the aisle to marry Lane. She squeezed my trembling fingers and reassured me when I was nervous about taking what I thought was the biggest step of my life then.

Sitting at a desk and turning on my computer, I convinced myself I could get some work done.Just enough to make tomorrow easier.I wasn't officially going back to work until the next day, but I knew exactly what would be waiting for me when I got there.Emails. Reports. Documents.Things I had probably forgotten about since the day before because I'd been busy dealing with anything but work.I sighed and rested my fingers on the keyboard.“Okay. Let's get this over with.”I had barely started typing when I heard a door open behind me. I turned around and saw Hugh walking out of his room.He was wearing a dress shirt and black pants. Nothing special about his outfit, but he still looked absolutely gorgeous. I stared a second longer than I probably should have.He caught me. His eyes met mine, and a small smile appeared on his lips.“I want to go pick Noelle up,” he said. “I'll be taking her to the park, and we might be home late.”“Just be careful, okay?”He smiled and nodded.He left

Third Person POVLane burst through the front door of his apartment, his chest heaving and his arm still wrapped in the makeshift bandage Zoe had applied at the hospital. The door slammed against the wall, the crack echoing through the house.Lena was curled up on the couch, a large bowl of popcorn resting between her legs as she stared at the television. A dramatic soap opera played on the screen. She didn't even flinch.She reached into the bowl, grabbed another handful of popcorn, and shoved it into her mouth.Lane slammed the door shut. He stared at her in disbelief.“Where the fuck were you?”His voice was sharp enough to cut glass. He stormed toward her and stopped directly in front of the couch, his face red with rage.Lena didn't look bothered. She furrowed her brows as she chewed slowly. The deliberate chewing seemed to irritate Lane even more, and she knew it. Still, she didn't stop.Instead, she turned her head slightly and stared at him as though he'd just spoken to her in