All Chapters of My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I stare at her, stunned. Twins. And she didn’t tell Isaac? Juniper’s always been tough, but this… this feels like a different level of insanity. The kind only my family seems capable of reaching. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell him,” I say, shaking my head. “And now you’re just… what? Hiding out here until you figure it out?” Juniper shrugs. “Pretty much. Got any better ideas, little bro?” I don’t. I really don’t. All I know is that this family is one giant ball of dysfunction, and it’s getting bigger by the minute. I glance over at Desiree, who’s sitting quietly beside me, her eyes darting between me and Juniper like she’s watching a ping-pong match she never signed up for. “I’ll take that as a no,” Juniper says, smirking. She leans back on the couch, rubbing her stomach. “Well, if you don’t mind, I’ll just stay here and wait for him to cool down. Maybe when I’m done helping you overthrow Mabel, I’ll sort out my marriage.” I rub my temples, feeling the weight of everything

Desiree's POVI guess I can say I’m happy.With Caspian by my side, my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slowly returning to normal, I agree I’m the luckiest woman right now. We’re tangled together under the sheets, skin against skin, like we’ve finally found our way back to each other after being lost for so long.I feel a sense of calm, the kind of peace that comes only after a storm. It was hell fighting with him, the days and nights of not talking, of feeling completely alone even when he was right there next to me. But now, lying here with him, I feel like we’re healing, like we’re finally putting the pieces back together.Caspian’s hand slides down to hold mine, his fingers tracing gentle circles on my skin.“I’ve missed this. Missed you,” he says, his breath brushing against my forehead. “Not just the physical stuff… but everything. Talking, laughing, just… being with you.”My heart tightens at his words. I turn my head to look up at him, finding his eyes open, his

Juniper’s words hit me like a punch to the gut. I never realized how much Caspian’s father’s absence affected her, how much it still affects her. "He doesn’t know why I keep my distance sometimes," Juniper continues, her voice breaking. "He probably thinks I’m mad at him or something, but it’s not that. I just… I miss Dad. And every time I look at Caspian, it’s like I’m reminded of all the things we never got to have."I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into a hug as she finally lets herself cry. Her shoulders shake as she buries her face in my shoulder, and I hold her tight, trying to give her whatever comfort I can."I’m so sorry, Juniper," I whisper, feeling tears prick at my own eyes. "I didn’t know."She pulls back slightly, wiping her eyes again, her face flushed with emotion. "He doesn’t either. I never told him. I don’t want him to feel like he’s responsible for making up for what we lost. He already carries enough weight on his shoulders."We sit there for a while, talki

Juniper's tone is icy, and Caspian and I exchange glances. This isn’t going to be a pleasant conversation.Juniper stands and walks toward the window, phone pressed to her ear. “What did you think was going to happen when you stormed out last week? You think I’m just going to sit around and wait for you to get your head out of your ass?”Caspian leans toward me, lowering his voice. “All this chaos? It’s your fault. If you’d just stayed in the master bedroom with her, none of this would’ve happened.”I nudge him playfully, still amused by the whole situation. “Oh, come on. You seriously think me sleeping in the guest room is what caused her to redecorate the entire house?”He grumbles something under his breath, but I can tell he’s trying not to smile.Before we can continue, Juniper raises her. “Oh, now you care about the furniture?” she snaps, pacing the room. “Maybe if you hadn’t stormed off like a child, I wouldn’t have had to move everything out.”Caspian arches an eyebrow. “Isaac

We pull out of the driveway, and Caspian stands by the door, watching us. I can almost sniff his disapproval from here.The drive is mostly quiet, save for Juniper occasionally barking directions at me. She’s leaning back in the passenger seat, one hand resting on her belly while the other taps on the door. I sneak a glance at her, wondering how she stays so relaxed, so carefree, even with everything going on. I mean, her husband is furious at her, she’s halfway through a pregnancy with twins, and she’s acting like we’re heading to a casual brunch.As if reading my mind, Juniper says, “You know, Caspian was always like this.”“Like what?”“Overprotective. Annoying. Like, I get it—he’s worried. But seriously? A club is not a death sentence.”I laugh. “He means well. He’s just...”“Paranoid?” Juniper finishes for me. “Yeah, I know. He’s been like that since we were kids. Always trying to tell me what to do. Like he’s the big brother or something.” She rolls her eyes, but I can tell ther