All Chapters of Oops! He's My Ex's Dad!: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The police arrived, their lights flashing red and blue, casting an eerie glow over the scene. Officers surrounded us, their radios crackling with urgent chatter. Paramedics quickly assessed Keith's condition, loading him onto a stretcher and rushing him to the ambulance. I followed closely, my heart in my throat and hands stained with Keith's blood.***At the hospital, I paced the waiting room, tears streaming down my face. An hour felt like an eternity as I replayed the events over and over in my mind. Finally, a nurse emerged, her expression plain. I rushed to her, desperate for news, but the nurse walked past without a word, her focus elsewhere.My breath caught in my throat as I spotted the surgeon, still in scrubs, stepping out from the ER. I ran to him, my voice trembling. "Is he going to be okay?""He's going to be fine, ma'am. The bullet missed his heart by an inch. He's stable now and will need some time to recover, but he's out of danger."Relief washed over me, my legs

The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as I stirred awake. I attempted to slip out of bed, but Keith's arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back into the cocoon of our shared warmth. His head nuzzled into the curve of my neck, and he inhaled deeply."You smell so good," he murmured against my skin before his lips began to trail soft kisses along my neck, sending shivers down her spine. As his mouth found a sensitive spot, he sucked gently, making my nipples harden in response. I sighed in pleasure, my voice a breathy whisper, "I'm hungry."Keith's hand moved up to cup my breast, his thumb brushing over my hardened nipple. "I'll make breakfast," I managed to say, trying to rise from the bed, but his grip on my neck came in a firm but harmless choke. He guided me back down, our eyes locking as soon as I looked at his handsome face. Tell me once more, how did I manage to get such a man to marry?Keith's hand moved with deliberate slowness,

WRITER POVYohan pushed open the door to his apartment, his phone pressed to his ear. The hallway was dim, the only light coming from the streetlamps outside. He stepped inside, feeling the familiar creak of the floorboards under his feet. As he shut the door behind him, he kicked off his shoes, letting them clatter against the wall."Yeah, I'm just getting in," he said into the phone, his voice echoing slightly in the stillness of the apartment. "I'll call you back in a bit."He ended the call and slipped his phone into his pocket. With a sigh, he reached for the light switch on the wall. The fluorescent bulbs flickered to life, casting a harsh light over the room. And then he froze, like the blood in his body had turned to ice. His lips quivered and his voice stopped working at that split second."You didn't think you'd be this easy to find, did you?" Keith's devilish eyes moved from the floorboards to Yohan Farrell's face.In the middle of the living room, Keith was seated on a w

ONE MONTH LATERJENNA POVIt's been a month passed since the night I celebrated my birthday, and also a month since I last received a text from my stalker after Keith was shot.I don't know for sure what happened but I'm glad things have been peaceful since then.For now, that's not what's important right now. And it's certainly not what this new plot in my life is all about. I doubt I'd still be the main character from this point but who knows?"How about this one ma'am?" The salesgirl asked, flashing a diamond-crested wristwatch in my face.I took it and watched closely, examining everything from my perspective before wondering if Keith would like it."No. Find something a bit less flashy." I answered, returning the wristwatch."Ma'am, we have such criteria in gold.""I told you already. I want something different. It's my hubby's birthday and I don't want a too trendy man's wristwatch on his wrist." I countered."Alright, ma'am. I'll keep looking." she bowed and returned her attent

JENNA POVIt's been three hours since I woke and Keith wasn't back from wherever it was that he went. Did he get mad when the doctor revealed the truth to him?I get that he was supposed to hear it from me but did he really have to leave me here?I adjusted in bed and was immediately punished with the pain from my bandaged arm when I dared to forget about it.I heard the door open and turned instantly but it wasn't Keith. Just a nurse with a tray of food.She gave me a soft smile as she set the tray on the small table beside my bed. "How are you feeling, Mrs. Clementine?" she asked, her tone filled with genuine concern.I managed a weak smile. "I've been better," I replied, echoing my earlier sentiment. The pain in my arm was a reminder of how close I'd come to losing everything.The nurse nodded sympathetically. "Try to eat something. It'll help with your recovery." She lifted the lid, revealing a bowl of soup, some bread, and a cup of juice.I stared at the food, my appetite nowhere