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My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 142: Coffee Table
"You're... at the gate?" I sit up, confusion flaring. Mike hasn’t dropped by unannounced since he was a teenager sneaking in past curfew. "What’s going on?""I just need a place to crash for a while. Can I come in?"I give the guard the necessary clearance and hang up, still trying to wrap my head around why Mike is here at nearly midnight. I glance over at Desiree, who raises an eyebrow but says nothing, though her eyes are swimming with questions of her own.A few minutes later, Mike steps into the living room, dragging a large, clearly packed suitcase behind him. He looks... rough. Dark circles under his eyes, his usually impeccable suit wrinkled, his tie shoved hastily into his jacket pocket. He doesn’t look like the polished, composed man who’s been my thorn in the business side lately. He looks—well, he looks lost."Didn’t know I’d be getting a visit tonight," I say, trying to keep my tone light.Mike gives a half-hearted shrug. "Didn’t know I’d be here either."We stand there i
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 143: It Is My House
I bark a laugh. “This has nothing to do with insecurity, Mike. It’s about boundaries. Respect. You don’t waltz in here and make yourself at home like nothing happened. You’re a guest, remember that.”“Guest,” he mutters, shaking his head, and then louder, “Funny, considering this used to be my home too.”“Well, it isn’t anymore,” I say, holding my ground. “You lost the right to call it that when you left, remember?”He laughs, hollow and bitter. “Right, because that’s what you do, huh? Hold everything over people’s heads, make them earn back your approval. You want me to grovel, Dad? Will that make you feel better?”“Grovel?” I scoff. “No. I just expect a little decency. And maybe a shirt.”He rolls his eyes, then stands, hands on his hips, his face twisted in a smirk that’s too much like mine for comfort. “Fine, Dad. You want me to ‘respect the house’? Consider it done.” He grabs his shirt from the arm of the couch and pulls it on, deliberately slow, like he’s doing me a favor.The s
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 144: Out Of My Hair
He shoots her a glare, visibly annoyed, but it’s me who steps in this time, deciding I’ve let him get away with evading for long enough.“She’s got a point,” I say, arms folded across my chest. “You’re here, taking up space, acting like nothing happened. But let’s not pretend like we haven’t all got questions. So why did you leave, Mike?”He shifts uncomfortably, his hand gripping the countertop like it’s the only thing holding him up. “You wouldn’t understand,” he mutters, staring down again, shoulders hunched.“Try us,” I say, keeping my voice steady, but with enough bite to make it clear I’m not backing down.He scowls, straightening up, looking like he’s debating whether it’s worth the fight. “Look, I didn’t come here to get interrogated, alright? I came here to get some peace. You know, maybe a little bit of space to think.”“Oh, space to think,” Desiree says, raising an eyebrow. “Funny, most people use hotels for that. Or a beach. Anywhere but their dad’s house after months of…
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 145: The Man He Could Be
I let out a soft chuckle, shaking my head. “That’s not what I want, Mike. You might be a handful, and you might have done a few things that…” I hesitate, looking for the right words, “…that made things complicated. But you’re my son. This is your home as much as it is mine. Stay as long as you need.”He scoffs, shoving his hands into his pocket. “Really? After everything I’ve done? After all the trouble I’ve caused?”I step into the room, folding my arms. “You think you’re the only one who’s messed up? Trust me, Mike, I’ve made my share of mistakes. We all have. But that doesn’t mean you’re any less my son. You’re family, and family… well, we don’t just walk away because things get ugly.”He looks at me, and for a moment, I see something shift in his expression—a flicker of vulnerability he’s trying hard to keep buried. “I don’t deserve this, you know. After everything I did to you… and Desiree.”I sigh, nodding. “You’re right. What you did hurt. You hurt her, you hurt me, and you bet
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 146: Any Of The Blood
Desiree's POV It's been a couple of days since Mike brought his things into the house, and so far, he seems to be everywhere. In the kitchen when I go to get water. In the living room when I want to have a living room time. Even in the damn compound when I’m trying to catch some air. “Are you following me?” I say, as I see Mike coming toward the pool where I’m lounging. Mike lets out a long, exasperated sigh, the kind that sounds halfway between a groan and a laugh, as he strolls toward the pool. He’s shirtless, naturally, like he owns the entire planet. I glare at him from my lounge chair, the sun beating down on me, but I can’t tell if the heat is from the sun or my own annoyance. “Are you following me?” I ask again, looking up from my sunglasses. He raises an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” “You heard me. It’s been days since you moved back in, and somehow you’re everywhere. Every room, every corner, and now, here, by the pool. It’s like I can’t breathe without you showing up.” He rol
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 147: Anything Drastic
I feel my cheeks flush with anger, my fists clenching. “You don’t get to use that against me. Not after everything you’ve done.”“Oh, trust me, I know exactly where I stand,” he says, his voice a harsh whisper. “But if you think I’m going to just roll over and let you push me around, you’re wrong.”“Is that a threat?” I ask, my voice ice-cold.He shrugs, his expression unreadable. “Call it what you want. Just don’t expect me to disappear on your command.”Without another word, I turn on my heel, storming away from the pool, my heart pounding with frustration, anger, and something else—something I don’t want to acknowledge. I hear him mutter something under his breath, but I don’t turn around. I’m done. I don’t owe him anything, least of all an explanation.As I walk back into the house, the cool air hits my skin, but it does little to soothe the fire raging inside me.In the living room, Caspian looks up from his newspaper, raising an eyebrow. I know I must look like a woman on the br
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 148: Inconsistencies
For a moment, Caspian and I are both silent, caught off guard by his sudden appearance. I glance at Caspian, hoping he’ll take the lead, but his expression has gone from hardened to utterly unreadable, a look I rarely see on his face. “Mike,” I start, my tone more cautious now. “This isn’t… it’s not something you need to worry about.” Mike’s eyes narrow. “Oh, really? Because from where I’m standing, it sounds like there’s something you two are hiding from me. Something about… my parentage?” Caspian sighs, his hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Mike, this really isn’t the time.” “Why not?” Mike’s gaze sharpens. “I mean, you’re both here, talking about me, clearly. Might as well include me in the conversation, right?” I clench my fists. “Fine,” I snap, the words spilling out before I can stop them. “Antonio did some investigation. He’s found some… inconsistencies in your mother’s stories. And we’re starting to think—” “That I’m not really Caspian Hart’s son?” Mike cu
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 149: A Rough Life
“Oh, trust me, I see the picture clearly. Crystal clear. I see a man who has never been told ‘no’ a single day in his life. I see a man who thinks he can waltz in and out of people’s lives, leaving wreckage behind him without a second thought. And now, I see him sulking around this house, acting like I’m the one who’s out of line!” “Desiree, we all have flaws. Even you.” I feel a flare of anger rising. “Oh, don’t you dare try to turn this around on me, Caspian. I’m not the one who’s let him walk all over everyone and then made excuses for it. That’s all you.” His face hardens. “I’m doing the best I can.” “Well, your best has a pretty low bar if this is the result!” I snap, feeling the words tumble out before I can stop them. But once they’re out, I don’t regret them. Not one bit. Caspian needs to hear this. He’s needed to hear it for years. “You know what?” he says, his voice dangerously quiet, his calm facade cracking just a bit. “I don’t understand why you’re so intent on teari
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“Every last one of them.” He shuts the door with a soft click. “You missed the dramatic exits. Jessica and Uncle Bruno had a showdown over the last cupcake. Bruno won, of course. By sheer brute force.”I chuckle, imagining Jessica’s indignation. “She’ll never let him live it down.”“Probably not.” He loosens his tie, and I can’t help but watch. There’s something almost hypnotic about the way he unwinds, each movement shedding the polished image he wears in front of the world.“You didn’t have to throw that party,” I say, my fingers tracing invisible patterns on the blanket. “It was too much.”“Too much?” He smirks, stepping closer. “You’re carrying my child. There’s no such thing as too much.”My cheeks heat, and I roll my eyes, though a smile tugs at my lips. “Still. It was sweet. Thank you.”He shrugs off his jacket, draping it over a chair before sitting on the edge of the bed. “Don’t thank me yet. I might’ve used the opportunity to have a little strategic meeting with the board. J
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 170: Surprise Party
The entryway is packed with people—family, friends, even a few faces I don’t immediately recognize. Balloons and banners hang from the ceiling, and a massive sign reading “Congratulations, Mom and Dad!” stretches across the living room.“What the actual—”I turn to Caspian, who’s standing beside me looking calm, his hands tucked casually into his pockets, a slight smirk playing on his lips.“Surprised?” he asks.“You planned this?”He shrugs. “Guilty.”“You—” I gape at him, words failing me. “When? How?”“While you were busy arguing with your mom about leaving,” he says. “I made a few calls. Mike helped.”I don’t even have time to process my rage before Uncle Bruno barrels toward me, arms wide and voice booming.“Oh, Dee Dee, this is huge!” He scoops me up in a hug so tight I swear my ribs creak. “A baby! Just when I thought you couldn’t surprise us anymore.”“Uncle B, put me down before I suffocate.” My voice is muffled against his chest, but he complies, grinning from ear to ear.Je
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 169: Very Regal
I try to dodge her attempts to smother me, but it’s impossible. She pulls me into a bone-crushing hug, and I swear I hear Caspian chuckling behind me.“Mom, you’re—” I can barely breathe. “You’re squeezing me.”“Oh, hush. You’re pregnant. You’re invincible now!” She pulls back, her hands gripping my arms as she stares at me like she’s just been handed the Holy Grail. “We have to celebrate.”“No,” I say. “No celebrations.”She ignores me, her mind already racing ahead. “We’ll call your siblings, of course. And your aunt. And the cousins. Everyone has to know. Oh, we’ll have a big family dinner—”“We’re leaving for New York today,” I interrupt, my voice firm. “There’s no time for any of that.”She frowns, her face falling in a way that tugs at my heart. “But this is huge, Desiree. You’re having a baby! My grandchild!”“Which is precisely why I’m not ready for the entire family to descend on me like vultures,” I say, trying to keep my tone light but firm. “Mom, I love you, but no. We’re
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 168: The Best News
Caspian tilts his head, pretending to think about it. “Technically, yes.”“Technically?!” I say, grabbing the sheet to cover myself even though he’s seen everything. “Oh my God. She’s going to know. She’s going to know! I’m going to have to move to another continent. Maybe Antarctica.”He chuckles, too relaxed for someone who’s just committed a cardinal sin. “I’m pretty sure you’re overreacting.”“No, I’m not!” I slap his chest, but he just grins, his hand reaching up to catch mine. “You don’t know her! She’ll bring this up every Thanksgiving for the rest of my life. My life, Caspian!”“She’s not going to bring it up,” he says, sitting up now. “And if she does, I’ll handle it. Relax.”“Relax?” I throw the sheet off dramatically and scramble off the bed. “I cannot relax! This is a disaster.”He watches me, amused, as I grab the first piece of clothing I can find—his shirt—and pull it over my head. It falls halfway to my knees, but it’ll have to do.“You’re adorable when you’re panickin
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 167: My Mother's House
“Caspian!” I hiss, my hands flying to his shoulders. Before I can protest further, he captures my lips in a kiss, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as if he's trying to brand me as his own. "I can't get enough of you. You're mine," he says, the possessiveness in his tone making my heart race with excitement and fear. I shiver at the dark promise in his words, my body already slick with need for him. He pulls back to trail open-mouthed kisses down my neck and collarbone, nipping and sucking at my sensitive skin as he frantically works the buttons of my shirt—his shirt, actually—ripping it open to expose my lace-covered breasts to his hungry gaze. I moan and arch into his touch as his calloused hands palm my bare breasts, thumbs teasing my aching nipples. I can feel the wetness dripping from me, already anticipating the feel of him filling me. I watch him through heavy-lidded eyes, my body trembling with barely contained need. Once he's done undressing me, he takes a lustful look
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 166: Thinking Too Much
“No, it’s not,” I say, though my voice is a little too high-pitched to be convincing. “She knows what we did to get you pregnant, Desiree. She’s not going to be shocked by some creaky bed springs.” I smack his arm, my mortification complete. “Caspian!” He bursts out laughing, and despite my best efforts, I can’t help but smile. His laugh is infectious, the kind that makes it impossible to stay mad. Still, I cross my arms, glaring up at him. “You’re the worst.” “And yet, you married me.” “Poor decision-making on my part.” He reaches down, pulling me up from the floor with an ease that’s both annoying and impressive. Before I can protest, he’s dragged me onto the bed, his arms wrapping around me as he shifts us into some semblance of comfort. It’s a tight fit, but somehow it works—his body warm and solid against mine, the faint smell of his cologne grounding me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed. “This isn’t comfortable,” I grumble, even as I relax into him. “Sure it is,” he mu
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 165: King-size Bed
“I’m trying to fix this!” I say, my voice rising. “You think I wanted to come back here? You think I wanted to face all this again? I’m doing this because it’s important—because it’s the right thing to do.”She laughs again, bitter and sharp. “The right thing. That’s rich.”“Mom, please,” I say, my voice breaking despite my best efforts. “I need you.”She softens, just a fraction, and for a moment, I think I’ve gotten through to her. But then she shakes her head, turning back to the stove.“I don’t know anything,” she says quietly. “Even if I did, I’m not getting involved.”“Why not?”“Because Elaine’s dangerous,” she says, her voice low. “You don’t know her like I do. She’ll ruin you if she thinks you’re a threat.”“She’s already ruining people,” I say. “And if we don’t stop her, she’ll just keep doing it.”Mom hesitates, her hand resting on the counter, her gaze distant. Finally, she sighs, the fight seeming to drain out of her. “What exactly do you need from me?”Relief floods thro
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 164: Fancy Husband
“Well,” Caspian says, leaning back in his chair. “That could’ve gone worse.”“Worse?” I glare at him. “She practically called us parasites.”“Technically, she only called you a parasite.”I grab a pillow from the couch and throw it at him. He catches it, laughing as he tosses it back.“This isn’t funny,” I say. “Now what?”“Now,” he says, standing and stretching, “we apologize to your mother. She doesn't seem too angry. I feel like a little touch here and there will crumble her resolve.”“How would you know? Did you see her face when she left?”“I’ve been doing business for years. It's called the ‘guilt-trip’ move. Just go over there and say sorry like the good daughter that you are.”I groan, burying my face in my hands. “Why did I let you talk me into this?”“Because deep down, you know I’m right.”I peek at him through my fingers. “I hate you.”He grins. “No, you don’t.”I leave the living room and head for the kitchen, where I’m certain Mom is.The kitchen is dimly lit, the only l
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 163: Don't Patronize Me
Caspian flashes her his most charming smile. “I think her headstrong nature is one of her best qualities.”Mom blinks, caught off guard for half a second before recovering. “Oh, how sweet. You really are a catch, aren’t you?”I down my glass of wine in one go.As the evening drags on, Caspian expertly steers the conversation toward Mabel’s family. It starts subtly—questions about old neighbors, mutual acquaintances—but my mother’s too sharp not to notice.“Why the sudden interest in Mabel’s mother?” she asks, her tone casual but her eyes sharp.Caspian doesn’t miss a beat. “Just curious. Desiree mentioned her in passing, and I thought she sounded fascinating.”Mom leans back, swirling her wine like a villain in a soap opera. “Fascinating isn’t the word I’d use. Elaine’s always been… ambitious. But I wouldn’t put much stock in what she says. She’s not exactly the most reliable source.”“Why’s that?” I ask, trying to sound nonchalant.She gives me a pointed look. “Because she’s exactly
