All Chapters of Billionaire Daddy for sale : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Standing in front of the washroom mirror, Sammy stared at the red palm print on her delicate neck, which was growing more vivid with each passing minute. She winced as sharp pain radiated from her lower body, the memory of David pinning her down and taking what he wanted flashing through her mind.Her eyes hardened with malicious intent as she wished she could see Yvonne at that moment—she would have done far worse to her to vent her anger. Even after their marriage, Yvonne still haunted their lives. When would it end? She was done feeling guilty for using Yvonne in her schemes. If the situation affected her marriage, she was determined to ruin Yvonne beyond recognition.Meanwhile, David had finally calmed down and was grappling with the reality of what he had done in his anger. He couldn’t believe how far he’d gone. Seeing Yvonne’s indifferent reaction to his shocking revelation had cut him deeply. She was supposed to cry, to demand answers, and he wanted to savor that moment of powe

“You know, I still can’t believe how much our relationship has changed. You’re all attentive and close now, that it is almost so natural.” Yvonne remarked as they walked side by side, her tone casual but with an undercurrent of curiosity.Micheal considered her words. It was true—he had become more attentive, more present in her life. But that wasn’t just a conscious decision; it was something that had naturally developed as he spent more time with her, learned more about her, and grew to care for her in ways he hadn’t anticipated. “Does it bother you?” he asked, his voice steady but with a hint of vulnerability.Yvonne was silent for a moment, her mind turning over his question. She was careful with her words, always conscious of the impact they might have, especially now. People who weren’t close to her might mistake her quietness for disinterest, but it was simply her way of protecting herself, of ensuring she didn’t say something she would later regret.Yvonne hadn’t realized how

Their food arrived, and they ate in companionable silence, the tension from earlier slowly melting away. By the time they finished, Yvonne felt more at ease, more centered. The conversation had shifted to lighter topics—work, the weather, the latest news—and she found herself laughing at Micheal’s dry humor, something she hadn’t done in what felt like ages.Micheal also found himself talking more and very interested in answering all of her curiosity concerning Langston's many establishments. The food had been great and she just kept tasting everything with delightful eyes, glancing at Micheal to try something she found heavenly delicious and shared conversations as they had their dessert.Yvonne moaned in delight as she took bites from a cake bread. It was fluffy and had a sensational taste that made one close their eyes to savor it.She couldn't believe everything she was having was so cheap. She glanced up at Micheal, noticing he had stopped explaining the last questions she had a

Yvonne’s mischievous smirk remained as she lunged at Micheal, determined to smear some frosting on him. But in her excitement, she misjudged her step, her foot landing on a stray dollop of frosting on the floor. She slipped with a startled yelp, her hands instinctively grabbing onto Micheal’s shirt as she lost her balance. Micheal, caught off guard, tried to steady her, but the momentum was too much. Before either of them knew it, they tumbled to the ground in a heap, Yvonne landing awkwardly on top of Micheal. The room seemed to freeze for a split second as their faces were mere inches apart, and then, in a moment of pure chance, their lips brushed together, soft and fleeting. It wasn’t planned, not even close, but the warmth of the accidental kiss lingered far longer than it lasted.Yvonne’s eyes widened, and Micheal’s breath hitched, the unexpected closeness sending an undeniable jolt through them both. Their hearts raced, and for a second, they were too stunned to move, the sensa

As the movie neared its end, Jack and Lily’s eyelids grew heavier with each passing scene. Yvonne noticed Jack’s little head bobbing as he tried to keep his eyes open, while Lily snuggled closer, her breaths evening out as sleep overtook her. Micheal smiled softly, nodding toward the kids. “I think it’s time to get these two to bed,” he whispered. Together, Micheal and Yvonne carefully lifted the twins, cradling them in their arms as they tiptoed down the hallway. They gently tucked the children into their beds, pulling up the covers and placing soft kisses on their foreheads. Yvonne brushed a stray curl away from Lily’s face, lingering for a moment as she watched the little girl sigh contentedly in her sleep. When they returned to the living room, they paused at the doorway, taking in the aftermath of their impromptu celebration. The room was a cheerful mess: colorful confetti strewn across the floor, half-eaten snacks scattered about, and spots of dried frosting on the cushions