Todos os capítulos de Our Goodbye in the Moonlight: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

As Jojo's shrill cries echoed through the living room, Lilian pursed her lips in an expression of pain. However, before she could act, Damon picked up Jojo with one hand, while holding Mila with the other.He looked at me with utter disappointment, shaking his head as he snapped, "Do you know how hard it is to be a single mother? She's asking for your help because she has no one else to turn to, but you'd hurt her over something that doesn't matter!"My heart felt crushed to the point of numbness. "Hurt her?! What on earth is your problem? You married her abroad while we were dating, then had a child with her behind my back! And you could have been honest, but you chose to lie instead!"All those excuses for five years—and now, we're still not registered and have no child together, while you brought your bastard home! And everyone knows, while I'm treated like some circus monkey!"Damon glowered, leering at me as he said slowly and clearly, "So what? You can turn this place upside

When the ad company called me at 8:30 PM, Damon snatched my phone before I could answer, turning it off. "I told you. You're staying home."I looked up, meeting his gaze, and saw that he was smiling, not upset like earlier.Noticing my lack of response, he snaked his arms around my waist, his tone soft as he said, "There are old folks and a pregnant woman at home now. I'd be worried without you around.""What are you talking about?"Even as I stared at him in shock, he brushed my hair behind my ear, his grin broadening. "Mila is pregnant. We're expecting another child."I stared at him in silence for a long while until I could finally muster, "And that's what you meant when you said 'it's over'?"Damon's smile stiffened as he turned away uncomfortably.Mila was suddenly behind us, quickly interjecting, "Damon and I were drunk the night we divorced..."Lilian stood at the doorway, chiming in, "It's only natural for young people to be lively."Mom wasn't in the room, but I could

When I woke up in the hospital, it was the next morning. My college roommate, Molly Stewart, sat beside me.She squeezed my hand, sighing sympathetically. "Don't worry, Yvie. You still have me."I glanced at my flat belly and smiled wryly. "Yeah. And there's nothing to worry about, since I'm walking away from filth."Hearing that, she laughed and picked up the bowl of soup from the overbed table.With a mysterious smile, she asked, "Do you know who I bumped into down the hallway?"I took a sip before asking, "Who?"Molly pursed her lips and snorted. "Damon Fuchs! He took his brat to the DNA lab. Guess he's suspecting the boy's roots..."She trailed off, suddenly giggling mischievously as she continued, "I'm telling you, a skank like Mila? The brat might not even be Damon's—"Before she could finish, women could be heard screaming down the hallway.I opened the door slightly and poked my head outside, surprised to see that Lilian—who always treasured Mila so much—was violently

I withdrew on instinct as soon as Damon reached out, and his stiffening reaction told me he noticed.His eyes were red-rimmed, and his voice cracked as he pleaded, "Please, Yvie. I made a mistake. I know that now... Don't do this to me."Once so full of himself, he was now nothing but a miserable stray, reaching for me again. "Please give me a chance... Just once..."I simply pointed at the queue behind him and said calmly, "Sir, if you're not buying a copy of my book, then please leave. Others are waiting."Damon froze, staring at me blankly, as I had security escort him away. I then continued signing more books.Nonetheless, when I got home that evening, my phone rang.It was Damon—who had somehow gotten his hands on my number.When I didn't answer, he sent lengthy texts, apologizing, begging for forgiveness, and telling me that my parents were still living with him.I simply pretended I never noticed.However, as he kept calling even days later, I gave up and answered. He q