All Chapters of The Perfect Husband (Lee Brothers #1): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧The night was quiet, the moon casting a faint glow through the window of my room, as I lay still on the bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, feeling restless. My thoughts were entirely focused on Poppy, and my heart beat with a mix of eagerness and nervousness.We arrived home around nine in the evening. Upon our return, Mom and my siblings greeted us, asking how our visit to the mansion went. Of course, to avoid worrying them, I didn’t share everything.By the time our conversation ended, it was almost ten, and everyone went up to their rooms. But now, it's already 11:30 p.m., and still, no message from Poppy.I reached for my phone, checking it for what felt like the hundredth time, hoping to see a message from her. The screen remained stubbornly blank, and I let out a frustrated sigh. She had mentioned earlier that she might invite me to sleep in her room, just like we had done when we were at Mommyla’s vacation house. The thought of being close to her again, of provi

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧The clock chimed eleven, its soft ring almost lost in the silence of the night. I slowly cracked open my bedroom door, just enough to peek outside. Seeing nothing but darkness and quiet, I decided it was time to step out.I gently pulled the door shut behind me, making sure not to make a sound. The house was silent, everyone fast asleep. My heart raced with anticipation as I tiptoed towards Poppy’s room.I reached her door, slowly turning the handle and slipping inside. The dim light from her bedside lamp cast a warm glow over the room, highlighting her delicate features. She sat on the bed, turning to face me, her eyes lighting up when she saw me. Without a word, I slipped into bed beside her, wrapping her in my arms.She giggled as I showered her with kisses on the cheek. I wasn’t shy anymore—it had been a week since I’d started sneaking into her room. Sometimes, even before she texted me, I’d already be here. Just like tonight.I always came to her at eleven, whe

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧It’s Friday again, and Mommyla invited us over for another family dinner. Hope and Love couldn’t attend since they were both busy, so it was just me, Mom, Dad, Summer, and Poppy.After we finished eating, Aunt Baby took Poppy and Summer upstairs to her room, saying she had some clothes to give them—things she had only worn a few times but no longer liked. The rest of us stayed seated at the table, even though the meal was over. An awkward silence hung in the air until Mommyla turned to me.“Faith,” she said, her tone gentle but clearly leading somewhere. “How is Poppy adjusting to married life? Is she still finding her way?”“She’s doing fine, Mommyla,” I replied.“She’s eighteen now and fully entitled to her inheritance. Are there any issues we should be worried about? I remember hearing her parents wanted to remove her name from all the family properties once she turned eighteen.”A knot tightened in my stomach. “They haven’t made any moves yet, Mommyla. I don’t k

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧The world seemed to blur as I dialed the police, my heart pounding like a drum. Every second Poppy was missing felt like an eternity. When someone finally answered, I immediately explained the situation. I reported her missing so we could speed up the search, because if we didn’t act fast, I might just die from worry—she’d been gone for nearly an hour."She's about 5'3", long brown hair, hazel eyes. She was wearing a peach dress with a black coat tied around her waist," I explained to the officer when they asked for a description of Poppy.“We'll put out an alert and start checking the area. Do you have any idea where she might have gone, or if anyone could have taken her?”My chest tightened as my heartbeat quickened, the thought of her greedy family flashing in my mind. Frustration bubbled up inside me. “Her family,” I said without hesitation.I briefly explained to the officer why I suspected her family, and after understanding the situation, they assured me they

CHAPTER SIXTY: ARRESTED꧁ POPPY ꧂Those footsteps had always widened my smile as a child, a clear signal that he was home from work.I kept my gaze fixed on the door, waiting to see who the officer had summoned outside. After a few seconds, I gasped when I caught sight of a familiar figure. However, his face remained obscured by the officers surrounding him.The police stepped aside to let him through. As soon as he was unobstructed, my eyes widened even more, and my mouth fell open in shock. I heard Chloe inhale sharply when she saw him too; they shared the same face as Daddy.The moment he laid eyes on me sitting helplessly on the floor, he dashed over, dropped to his knees in front of me, and embraced me tightly, tears streaming down his face.“Poppy. My daughter…” he cried, his voice breaking.I was frozen, confused, and unable to react. I couldn't articulate what I felt as he repeatedly ran his fingers through my hair. Why did he call me his daughter? And why did he look so much