All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sugar Baby: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The house felt cold, quieter than it had in years. The evening had descended without fanfare, but the silence in the air was deafening. Robert had retired early, the weight of the evening pressing down on him as he tried to find peace in the solitude of his bedroom. He had heard the muffled voices of his children and Carolyn downstairs, but he couldn’t bring himself to join the conversation. He knew what was coming—Carolyn wasn’t going to make this easy. And despite his best efforts to avoid conflict, he couldn’t escape the reality that the tension between them all was a powder keg waiting to explode.Emma, his wife, had already gone to bed. She had barely spoken since Carolyn arrived, retreating into the quiet of their shared space as though the house was too much to bear. Robert didn’t blame her. The arrival of his ex-wife had been like a storm cloud rolling in, and Emma wasn’t the type to raise her voice or make demands. She chose to remain silent, hoping the tension would dissipat

Still the fragile night, where everyone was pissed off.The soft glow of the nightlight painted the room in muted hues, its warm amber light casting gentle shadows on the walls. Mia lay on her bed, her small frame tucked under the thick quilt that Carolyn had carefully arranged. The soft hum of the house—the creaks and sighs that came with the shifting of an old home—faded in the background as Mia tried to focus on her mother’s voice, the lullaby floating through the room.Carolyn sat at the edge of the bed, her hands brushing gently over Mia’s hair, tucking loose strands behind her ear as she continued to sing. The words were familiar, comforting, like a lullaby passed down through the years, one that had always been there when Mia needed it most. It was the same song Carolyn had sung to her when she was younger, when the world was simpler, before the walls of their home had become so thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension.“I’ll be your guiding star, my little one, your br

The house was as still as a forgotten memory, its silence pressing into every corner like the weight of something unresolved, something unspoken. The night stretched long, and the darkness outside crept in through the windows, casting the rooms in soft, muted shadows. The only sound was the faint hum of the nightlight in the hallway, its pale glow barely breaking the quiet as Carolyn stood outside Ethan’s bedroom door.She had been there for what felt like hours, caught in a tug-of-war between her anger and her love. The argument downstairs had been loud, raw, and ugly. The words had cut deep, and the tension had clung to her like a heavy cloak, suffocating every breath she took. She had hoped that by coming upstairs, away from the shouting, she would find a small patch of peace, something to quiet the storm inside her. But peace was a luxury she couldn’t afford tonight.The sharp edges of the fight still lingered in her chest. It was Alexander’s words that kept echoing in her mind—hi

The silence between Carolyn and Ava was a pressure, heavy and suffocating, filling every corner of the kitchen with an unspoken tension that neither of them could break. Carolyn, though, felt it acutely in her chest, the anger boiling just beneath the surface, wanting to spill over but unsure of the exact words that would make the release possible.Ava, as always, seemed unbothered. Her movements were calm, calculated, her hands steady as she placed a cup of coffee in front of Carolyn. The steam rose in delicate spirals, the warmth of it a stark contrast to the chill in the air. Carolyn didn’t reach for it. She didn’t move, just stood there, eyes narrowing in Ava’s direction.Ava’s gaze remained steady, unflinching, as if she were seeing through Carolyn, reading her every thought, her every emotion.“You’ve already said what you wanted to say,” Ava remarked softly, her voice measured. “Now what?”Carolyn opened her mouth to respond but closed it again, finding that she didn’t have the

The sky had started to change, a dull gray slowly replacing the once bright expanse of blue. Robert stared out of the large glass windows of his office, watching the city below shift from the busy buzz of the morning to the creeping stillness of the afternoon. He had tried to focus during the meeting, to block out the internal chaos that swirled within him. But no matter how many times he told himself to keep his personal life separate, it felt like it was bleeding into everything. Every email, every conversation, even the motions of signing papers felt like they had little meaning in the grand scope of what was happening at home.And what was happening? That was the question Robert couldn’t shake.Carolyn was back. His ex-wife. The mother of his children. The woman who had once been his whole world. Now she was standing in the shadows of his life, shaking the ground beneath him, stirring up the unresolved pain and unspoken words that had always lingered between them.And then there w