All Chapters of My Ex's Alpha Is My Baby Daddy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Zoe's POVThe morning was surprisingly calm, even though I was still upset and in a terrible mood.I threw myself into work, reviewing patient records, scheduling surgeries, and replying to emails I'd ignored for the past day. It felt good to be useful again.For a few hours, I was simply Dr. Zoe, a surgeon.It was a welcome distraction from the chaos waiting for me outside the hospital.The knock on my office door came a little after noon."Come in," I called without looking up from the papers in my hands.The door opened, and I heard footsteps approaching.Then I caught his scent. Sandalwood. A familiar scent I would recognize anywhere.I looked up to see Lane standing in my doorway, almost completely hidden behind an absurd pile of gifts: teddy bears, boxes of chocolates, flowers, and a gift bag from a jewellery store.He looked ridiculous, like someone who'd robbed a gift shop and was trying very hard not to look guilty."Lane?" I rubbed my forehead. "What are you doing here?"He

I sat beside her, worry clouding my face."Oh, my God. Why didn't you tell me all this time?" I asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.She looked broken. Not just tired, but completely drained, as though life had taken everything she had and left her with nothing to give.My heart sank. My best friend had been going through something this painful, and I hadn't even noticed."What is wrong with her?" I asked softly."She has pancreatic cancer, Zoe."The words barely left her mouth before she burst into tears, and I immediately pulled her into a hug. Her shoulders shook as sobs tore through her body. I rubbed her back and held her tightly, staying with her until her breathing gradually settled.After a while, she pulled away, wiped her tears and nose, and sniffed."Is there anything I can do to help you?" I asked gently, looking at her."It's fine. I'm sorting it out." She gave me a sad smile. "Thanks, Zoe."Before I could say anything else, her phone rang. She glanced at the screen, an

Hugh's POVMy phone buzzed with a notification, and I checked it.My blood ran cold when I read the message.Carl is at the hospital. This is an emergency. I need you here right now. Edwina.I quickly lowered the phone and looked up at Zoe."What is it?" she asked."Nothing."Another message came in. I didn't even know what I was doing anymore. All I knew was that I couldn't let Zoe see. I slipped the phone into my pocket and stood."Stay here, Zoe.""What happened?"I looked at her, hoping my face wasn't giving everything away."Whatever you do, don't open the door for anyone."Before she could ask another question, I walked toward the door. I stepped outside and activated the security alarm. Once I was far enough away that she couldn't possibly hear me, I pulled out my phone and called the number that had sent the message.I heard ringing, so I looked around, but no one was in sight."Come out of hiding," I called.For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then Edwina stepped out from be

Third Person POVLane sat alone in his office, his fingers tapping furiously against the keyboard. In the otherwise silent room, the sound seemed unusually loud.The laptop’s glow illuminated his face. Piles of documents were scattered across his desk, and beside them lay his phone, which had been ringing almost continuously for the past thirty-five minutes.Lena.She had been calling him repeatedly.She was probably wondering why he was still at the office so late. Or perhaps she was preparing to throw another tantrum over something he had done. Whatever the reason, Lane wasn't in the mood to hear it.Each time her name appeared on his screen, he watched the phone vibrate, then returned his attention to his laptop.He wasn't going to answer.Whatever she had to say could wait until he got home. He had too much work to finish and far too much on his mind.And the last thing he needed was another argument with Lena.His phone vibrated again.Lane glanced at it, sighed, and turned it fa

I pulled his shirt over his head and pushed his shorts down. Hugh’s erection sprang free, thick and hard, the head already slick with pre-cum, and my breath caught at the sight of him. A moment later, my own clothes lay scattered across the floor.Pushing him onto his back, I straddled his thighs and reached for him. His breath caught when I wrapped my hand around him, and the sound sent a thrill through me. It was hot and heavy in my palm, the skin smooth over the rigid shaft. I stroked once from base to tip, watching his stomach tighten, then I leaned down to kiss him as his fingers traced my waist, his shaft pressing against my stomach.“Baby girl,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire.I kissed him again, smiling against his mouth.He drew me closer, his hands moving over my back with a tenderness that made my chest ache. Being wanted like this, without having to earn it or prove I deserved it, was almost overwhelming. For once, I let myself stop searching for the catch.When