All Chapters of Mommy, Which one is Daddy? The Luna's Comeback with Secrets: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Carina’s POV“Of course,” he said, his expression earnest. “I’m not going to let you deal with this alone.”Tears welled in my eyes, and I quickly wiped them away. “Thank you, Ethan. I don’t even know what to say.”“You don’t have to say anything,” he said with a small smile. “We’ll figure this out together, okay?”For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt like I wasn’t completely alone. Ethan’s kindness and support were like a lifeline, pulling me back from the edge of despair.“Thank you,” I said again, my voice trembling.He nodded, his smile reassuring. “Now, let’s come up with a plan.Ethan leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he stare at me intently. “Okay,” he said after a long pause. “Let’s take this step by step. First off, where would you even go?”I shook my head, feeling the weight of the question. “I don’t know, Ethan. Somewhere far, somewhere quiet. I just need to get away from all of this.”He nodded thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. “Alright. I k

Carina’s POVThe moment I walked into the dining room, I could feel the tension in the air. The clinking of plates and low murmurs stopped as everyone turned to look at me.“Finally,” Antonio sneered, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. “We thought we’d have to drag you down here.”I forced a tight smile. “Sorry, I was busy reorganizing my closet.”Miguel raised an eyebrow. “Reorganizing? You don’t even have that many clothes.”“Maybe I like things neat,” I snapped back, already feeling the heat rising in my chest.“Yeah, neat,” Antonio muttered under his breath. “Or you’re hiding something.”I shot him a glare, but before I could respond, Rodrigo chimed in. “Stop wasting everyone’s time and just sit down, Carina. Dinner’s already cold.”Biting back a retort, I pulled out a chair and sat down. The tension at the table felt like a storm waiting to break. Mum was sitting at the head, her lips pressed into a tight line as she picked at her food. Our stepdad, David, was tryin

Carina’s POVThe countryside stretched out before me, rolling hills bathed in golden sunlight. The air outside was fresh and crisp, carrying the scent of wildflowers and grass. Inside the car, there was a silence between Ethan and me, but it wasn’t awkward. It was the kind of silence that let my mind wander.“Hope you’re enjoying the ride,” Ethan said, breaking the quiet. His voice was warm, reassuring, like it always was.“Yeah, sure I am,” I replied, though my tone was distant as I gazed out the window. My eyes lingered on the open fields, the scattered houses, and the occasional flash of people going about their lives.I kissed the city my final goodbye.Just hours ago, I had snuck out of that house. It felt like both a victory and a loss. I remembered the way the cool morning air had hit my face as I tiptoed past the porch and down the driveway. My heart had been racing, my breaths shallow and quick. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the wind outside had felt like it

Carina’s POV_Ten Years Later_“Ma’am, you have a call.” My secretary, Lisa, stepped into my office, holding the phone. Her voice was polite but carried a hint of urgency.I glanced up from my desk, slightly irritated at the interruption. “Who’s on the line?” I asked, pushing my glasses up my nose.“I’m not sure, ma’am,” Lisa replied. “I think it’s from the school.”My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly composed myself. “Alright, hand it over,” I said, reaching for the phone.“Good day, ma’am,” a voice on the other end greeted. It was soft and professional. “This is Mrs. Lee from Willow Creek Academy.”“Good day,” I replied, already bracing myself for what was coming. “How may I help you?”“We noticed a new driver came to pick up your children today,” she began cautiously. “We wanted to confirm if this change was made with your approval.”“Oh, yes,” I said, nodding to myself. “I changed the driver yesterday. I needed someone more competent for my boys.”“Understood, ma’am,” Mrs. Lee

Carina’s POVI took a deep breath as I stood outside the boardroom. My heart was still racing from the conversation with my boys, but now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. This meeting had to go well. Investors were here, and everything was riding on our next project.I pushed the door open and stepped in. Every head turned to me. The room was full—board members, department heads, and, of course, the investors. They all looked sharp in their suits and polished expressions, except for one man in the corner who seemed more interested in his coffee than the meeting.“Apologies for being late,” I said with a small smile. “Thank you all for your patience.”One of the investors, Mr. Roberts, a man in his sixties with a salt-and-pepper beard, raised an eyebrow. “We were just about to start without you, Ms. Carter.”“I wouldn’t blame you,” I said as I took my seat at the head of the table. “But I promise to make up for lost time. Let’s dive right in, shall we?”There were a few murmurs of agree