All Chapters of His Son, Her Secret: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

My laptop was open on the table, rows of code filling the screen, moving quickly as I adjusted some parameters. In the right corner of the screen, the system diagram of the Lantum project is clearly displayed, an ambitious project that had occupied my mind from the start.I typed quickly, fixing the firewall I'd just developed for the main system. My team handled various other aspects, but the security part was still my responsibility. And I couldn't let this system have any loopholes.Project Lantum is everything right now.I've been absent for too long, and now, with this project finally underway, I have no reason to linger on my drama.My hands were still busy typing when my cell phone vibrated on the table.I took a quick glance at the screen.Then stopped breathing.Mamá.My fingers stop moving. For a moment, I just stare at the screen. There was a long pause before I finally swiped the green icon and answered the call."Hello," I said, my voice flat.For a moment, there was no s

Knock! Knock! Knock!I had just finished setting the dishes on the dining table when a knock came from the front door.Max, busy with his Transformers toys on the floor, immediately turned his head. His eyes sparkled with curiosity.Clara nudged my arm, whispering, "Should I get some popcorn? This should be interesting."I snorted, ignored her, and walked towards the door. When I opened it, a tall man with a black leather jacket and a mischievous smile was already standing there.Jullian."Just in time," I said, stepping aside from the doorway to let him in.Jullian glanced at me with eyes full of amusement. "You sound surprised. Did you think I'd be late?"I shrugged casually. "Maybe."He chuckled, then stepped inside. As soon as he took off his jacket and saw Max standing in the living room, I thought this would be an awkward meeting.I was wrong.Max doesn't take long to adapt to new people."WHO ARE YOU?" he asked excitedly, his hands on his hips.Jullian raised both hands like a

Sunlight sneaking through the gap in the curtains made me squint. I tried to curl up deeper under the blanket, but something was poking my face. Max's tiny foot was pressed against my cheek—cold and oblivious. Half-asleep, I gently moved his foot, hoping to find a more comfortable position. But before I could close my eyes again, Max suddenly rolled over hard, nearly kicking me in the stomach. "Ugh..." I groaned, rubbing my side where his little knee had jabbed me. Max slept like a disaster—his legs stretched toward me while his head pointed to the end of the bed. He mumbled softly, muttering incoherently—something about Optimus or some other robot that occupied his thoughts even in sleep. I took a deep breath, trying to be patient. Max never slept peacefully. Sometimes he pushed me with his feet, sometimes he sprawled his small body across my chest as if I were a living pillow. And once he conquered the entire bed, he'd start sleep-talking with a burst of enthusiasm. I had no id

The living room was filled with the clashing sound effects of robot battles, mixed with the soft background music of a crime drama playing on the TV. I sat on the sofa bed, hugging a pillow, half-lying down while staring at the screen, though my mind wasn’t really paying attention.On the floor, Clara was sprawled out on the carpet, wrapped in a blanket with her messy hair everywhere. She must be exhausted after this morning’s “battle” with Max. That girl can fall asleep anywhere when she’s tired enough.Max, on the other hand, was still full of energy. He sat next to Clara with his robot collection lined up neatly. His tiny hands moved one robot against another, making them fight with sound effects he created himself.“Watch out! Optimus is gonna crush you!” Max growled softly, moving the red and blue robot against the smaller black one.Clara stirred, trying to push away Max’s foot that occasionally bumped her face. “Max... stop rolling on top of me...” she mumbled, half-asleep.Max

I was still standing in front of the door, trying to regulate my breathing, which felt heavier than it should. "Bell?" I opened my eyes and turned around. Clara was standing a few steps away from me.I forced a smile. "I'm fine." Clara didn't move. Her gaze remained fixed on me, and I knew she wouldn't accept my answer just like that. "Belva," she said softly. "Don't lie." I sighed a little, letting my smile fade slightly. I could have said everything was fine, that the earlier encounter didn’t affect me. But Clara knew me better than that. She stepped closer, her small hand hesitating for a moment before finally touching my arm lightly. "Bell," she repeated, her voice even softer. I swallowed hard, feeling something in my chest starting to loosen. I didn’t want to look vulnerable, but with her, I didn’t have to pretend to be strong. Without warning, Clara pulled me into a hug. Warm, tight, as if she was trying to channel a strength that words couldn't express. I let my body