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Mummy, please go back to Daddy. 73
Nancy’s hopes plummeted when her daughter, Kyla, demanded a father. It all started when Kyla wanted to participate in a game at the amusement park. The game required a team of two—both a mother and a father—so they could play as parents. Excited, Kyla rushed to the game coordinator, eager to join, but her excitement quickly turned to disappointment when she was denied entry."I'm sorry, sweetheart," the woman coordinating the game said, shaking her head with a polite but firm smile. "This game is meant for both parents. You need a mom and a dad."Kyla's little face crumpled in distress, her lower lip quivering. She clutched the hem of her mother's dress and looked up at her with pleading eyes. "But I only have a mommy," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "My daddy isn't here right now."Nancy swallowed the lump in her throat. She hated seeing her daughter sad, but she couldn't conjure up a father out of thin air. She crouched down and br
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Nancy was so surprised when she found out that I was playing a prank on her. Her brows furrowed, and she blinked rapidly, trying to process the unexpected revelation. “Wait, what?” she stammered, her voice laced with confusion. “You mean to tell me that—” She stopped mid-sentence, her lips parting in shock.Her hands instinctively went to her chest, feeling the rapid thumping of her heart. She couldn’t believe it. The door she had been requesting—the one she believed was meant to serve a different purpose—was not even real. The truth hit her like a cold splash of water, leaving her momentarily speechless.And then it dawned on her. She didn’t want the door. She wanted Mr. George.Nancy’s cheeks flamed with embarrassment as she realized her true feelings. She wanted Mr. George to walk through that door with her, not as strangers, not as mere acquaintances, but as husband and wife.Her lips trembled as she tried to mask her emotions. "This can't be happening," she muttered under her bre
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No matter how much Kyla tried to explain to Bright that the amusement park and party were meant for all the children—just as Mr. George had announced before inviting everyone—Bright refused to listen. He had always been a peculiar child, spoiled and self-centered, as if the world revolved around him alone. His sharp, arrogant eyes narrowed as he sneered at Kyla."Everything in this amusement park, including the cakes, belongs to my father," Bright declared, folding his arms across his chest. "Which means they also belong to me. You’re not allowed to touch anything!"Kyla blinked, stunned by his rudeness. "That’s not true, Bright. Mr. George invited all of us—""Shut up!" he snapped, stepping closer, his lips curling in disdain. "If it weren’t for your mom deceiving my father—crying to him about how poor you both are—you wouldn’t even be here. You don’t belong here, Kyla. You're just a charity case."His words were like a slap to Kyla’s face. Her chest tightened, her hands trembling as
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Nancy felt her entire world crumble the moment the doctor spoke.“Your daughter is in critical condition.”The words echoed in her mind like a haunting whisper, sucking the air from her lungs. She felt her knees buckle beneath her, but before she could collapse, a firm grip caught her just in time. Mr. George’s hands were steady, anchoring her in place as she trembled uncontrollably.“She’ll be fine,” he assured her, his voice calm yet resolute. His dark eyes, filled with unspoken concern, locked onto hers. “You need to stay strong for her.”Nancy tried to nod, but her body refused to cooperate. Tears welled in her eyes, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The sterile scent of the hospital, the beeping of machines, and the hushed murmurs of medical staff blurred together in an overwhelming haze.Then, the doctor turned to her. “Is she allergic to anything?”Nancy, despite her turmoil, immediately answered, “Yes—metal. Anything metal causes a severe allergic reaction.”The moment
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Nancy sat beside her daughter, Kayla, gently stroking her hair as the little girl rested her head against her lap. Though Kayla had recovered enough to return to school, she still wasn’t fully herself, and Nancy could see the fatigue in her soft, sleepy eyes.Just as she was about to take a sip of water, her phone vibrated on the table. She picked it up and saw the name flashing on the screen—Judge George Hamilton. Her breath hitched. Why was he calling her?Nancy worked under him, but their relationship was strictly professional—or at least, it had been until now. She hesitated before answering.“Hello, sir,” she greeted, keeping her voice steady.“Come to my house,” his deep, authoritative voice commanded. “There’s something important we need to discuss.”Nancy frowned, her fingers gripping the phone tighter. She didn’t like this. Going to his house felt too personal, too risky. But she couldn’t refuse him—not without raising
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Cynthia stood frozen, her heart pounding erratically against her ribs. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she stared at George, whose piercing glare held the weight of suspicion and anger. He had caught her off guard, and for the first time, she had no calculated response to give.George’s voice, deep and laced with fury, cut through the air like a blade. “Cynthia, I asked you a simple question. How the hell is my son not allergic to metal when it’s a genetic trait passed down for generations? Are you going to stand there like a mute, or will you explain?”Cynthia swallowed hard, her fingers trembling as she clenched the fabric of her dress. She had worked so hard to keep her secret buried, yet here it was, unraveling before her eyes, thanks to George’s relentless right-hand man. Her gaze darted to the side, where the man stood with a smug expression, as if he had been waiting for this moment.She felt a wave of anger rise within her—anger
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Nancy had never imagined this day would come—the day Cynthia would ask for forgiveness. Sitting across from her childhood friend at the luxurious hotel, she still couldn’t shake the lingering wariness in her heart. Cynthia was smiling, her perfectly manicured fingers idly tracing the rim of her wine glass. The same Cynthia who had humiliated her, belittled her, and abandoned her when she needed her most was now looking at her with an apologetic expression.Nancy let out a small sigh, clasping her hands together as she looked at the lavish spread of food before her. The dim lighting of the restaurant cast warm shadows across the table, making everything seem a little too intimate, a little too deceptive.Cynthia, on the other hand, was playing her role perfectly. She wore an elegant silk dress, her dark curls cascading down her shoulders in effortless waves. She smelled expensive, her perfume subtly filling the space between them as she leaned in. Her honeyed v
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Nancy had always known Cynthia was persistent, but today was something else entirely. Sitting in the elegant café, she sipped her lukewarm coffee, barely paying attention to its taste. Cynthia sat across from her, radiating the confidence of someone who had already won a battle before it even began.“Nancy, don’t be so stubborn,” Cynthia urged, her painted lips curving into a persuasive smile. “I’m only looking out for you. Moving back to our hometown would be the best decision for both you and your daughter.”Nancy exhaled sharply, her fingers tightening around the coffee cup. “I told you, Cynthia. I’ll think about it.”Cynthia’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction, mistaking Nancy’s neutral response for agreement. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” She leaned back, flicking her silky hair over her shoulder. “You’ll see, Nancy. Once you’re back home, everything will fall into place. You could even marry a wealthy man, become a CEO’s wife, and finally have the
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Nancy sat on the edge of the bed, her heart still thudding from her daughter’s unexpected words. Find a prince of your own, Mommy.It wasn’t the first time her ten-year-old had said something like this. In her little girl’s innocent world, happy endings were simple: a prince and a princess fell in love and lived happily ever after. But for Nancy, real life wasn’t a fairytale. She had convinced herself that she was fine without a man, that she didn’t need love to complete her life.Yet, her daughter’s words echoed in her mind, lingering like an unshakable shadow. Was she really okay? Or was she just pretending?A notification pinged on her phone, snapping her out of her thoughts. It was a message from George.George: Room 605. Urgent. Bring the contract.Nancy hesitated before replying. Working late hours wasn’t new to her, and meeting George alone in his hotel suite wasn’t something she found unusual. But tonight, she felt… unsettled. Maybe it was her daughter’s words, or maybe it was
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Cynthia’s heart ached with every failed attempt. No matter how hard she tried, nothing seemed to get his attention. She had poured herself into making every possible effort, hoping that somehow, he would see her, desire her, and give her the attention she craved. But all her attempts were in vain. He didn’t even spare her a glance anymore, let alone the affection she so desperately sought. Every time she thought there might be a chance, it was always snatched away, leaving her feeling smaller, invisible.Her eyes flickered to the clock. He was leaving. And she could feel that it was happening again—another moment, another chance slipping away. But Cynthia wasn’t going to let him walk out without her.She had never been one to simply step aside and let things happen. This was her chance, and she wasn’t going to let it slip through her fingers like everything else had. As she watched him grab his jacket, preparing to leave, the cold knot of desperation twisted in her stomach. Without th
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Cynthia paced back and forth in her bedroom, her hands clenched into fists. Frustration twisted her features, her lips pressed into a tight line as she tried to steady her breathing. Nothing was going as planned. Every single move she made seemed to backfire, and worst of all, George remained indifferent to her struggles.She had expected him to help her, to show even the slightest bit of favor, but he had done the exact opposite. He was distancing himself from her—cold, detached, and completely uninterested.Her jaw tightened at the thought of Hassan, the boy who had been nothing but a nuisance. He was her son, yes, but his existence did nothing but remind her of the biggest mistake of her life. Instead of being a bridge between her and George, he was more of a barrier, refusing to listen to her and always ruining things for her. He wasn’t even making an effort to help his mother win George’s heart.Yet, Cynthia had been stunned when George had come to her with a request—a custody ag
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Cynthia’s chest tightened the moment she heard Nancy’s name. Could it be the same Nancy? Her mind raced, trying to piece things together.No. It can’t be. There were thousands of women named Nancy. This had to be a different one.Still, unease coiled inside her like a snake. She couldn’t ignore the possibility.And then, Anthony dropped the bombshell.Nancy was the lawyer handling their case.A sharp jolt shot through Cynthia’s body.Her grip tightened around the edges of the agreement. Her fingers dug into the paper, creasing it, but she barely noticed.She had spent years ensuring that no one—no one—knew about her arrangement with George. And now, Nancy of all people was going to find out?Her throat dried up. Her heart pounded against her ribs.Panic swirled in her gut, but she masked it with a soft, almost uncertain laugh.“Oh, a lawyer named Nancy?” she said lightly, forcing a small smile. “Well, there’s no need to call her. This is a personal matter, and I think it’s best we kee
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Cynthia’s hands trembled as she clutched the custody agreement in front of her, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, sending waves of rage coursing through her veins. Her eyes darted across the words on the paper, and with each passing second, the meaning of George’s actions sank deeper into her consciousness.Her breathing grew uneven. “Honey…” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, trying to mask the panic in her tone. She forced a smile, one that didn’t reach her eyes. “Can we… Can we talk about this? You don’t have to do this, please.”George sat across from her, his expression calm, unreadable, as if he had already anticipated her reaction. He exuded the kind of indifference that made her stomach churn with frustration. He leaned back in his chair, fingers interlocked, staring at her with a look so impassive that it sent chills down her spine.Cynthia swallowed hard. “You can’t expect me to—”“To take responsibility for you
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George’s jaw tightened as Nancy’s words echoed in his head. “My ex-husband is actually better than you.”He had laughed it off at first, convincing himself she was joking, but the way she constantly compared him to that man, mentioning him so casually, gnawed at him. It wasn’t just once. It was again and again, always referring to him as her ex-husband instead of just his name. George had never met this man, yet he was being measured against him like some unworthy competition.And when he finally gathered the courage to ask Nancy outright if she truly believed her ex-husband was better, she had simply fallen asleep, leaving him with his thoughts and a dull ache in his chest.But that wasn’t the only storm brewing in George’s life.The next morning, as he walked into his office, Mr. Anthony’s face was tight with concern. He handed George a tablet.“I think you need to see this,” Mr. Anthony said, his voice grave.George took the device, his stomach twisting into knots. The footage play
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Nancy stormed into the Birdman Bar, her heart pounding with rage and desperation. She had come here for a confrontation, ready to demand justice for her daughter, but instead of the people she had expected to see, only Mr. George was inside.She frowned, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the nearly empty room. The other people present informed her that the meeting had already ended, leaving only George behind. That only fueled her frustration."Are you kidding me?" she hissed, her hands clenching into fists. "I came here to demand answers, not to be dismissed like an afterthought!"George, leaning back in his chair with an air of calm control, watched her with a raised brow. "Nancy, I understand that you're upset, but yelling at me won't change what happened."Nancy scoffed. "You have no idea how upset I am!" She took a shaky breath before speaking again. "The worst part is, I don’t even know who did it. But I do know this—my daughter and that boy had the same bags, and they were swit
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Nancy wasn’t joking when she found out that her daughter wasn’t feeling well. In fact, she had already suspected something was wrong the moment she saw Kayla standing outside the school gates. The little girl wasn’t her usual lively self. Her shoulders were slumped, her lips pressed into a thin line, and there was a distant, almost vacant look in her brown eyes.Nancy had dismissed it at first, assuming Kayla was just exhausted from a long school day. But something gnawed at her, a mother’s instinct whispering that this was more than just tiredness. Still, she didn’t press too hard on the drive home.The silence in the car was unnerving. Kayla wasn’t the type to sit quietly for too long, yet she barely responded to Nancy’s attempts at small talk. Even when asked, “Kayla, is everything okay?” the girl simply forced a weak smile and muttered, “Yes, Mom, everything is fine… I just had too many lectures today.”Nancy’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. Too many lectures? That was a fl
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After the encounter with the teacher, everything moved so fast that Kayla could hardly believe what was happening. For the first time, she was vindicated—by Mr. George, no less. No one had ever stood up for her like that before.All her life, she had been bullied, not just at school but even in their neighborhood. People looked down on her and her mother, mocking them for their financial struggles. Her mother had always tried to protect her, standing up for her whenever she could, but Kayla knew deep down that her mother could only do so much.But now… now she had Mr. George on her side. The way he had defended her today—it felt like, for the first time, she had a father figure looking out for her. That thought made her chest tighten with emotions she didn’t quite understand. It was strange, almost comforting, to think of Mr. George that way.Still, she wasn’t entirely happy. She didn’t like that her teacher, Ms. Bella, had been fired, even though the woman had brought it on herself.
