All Chapters of Accidentally Married to my Ex-Boyfriend’s Father : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~SophiaThe car glided smoothly through the snow-covered streets, the city lights casting a soft glow on the frost-covered windows. I stared outside, my heart racing with every passing second. My fingers toyed nervously with the strap of my bag as I silently prayed that Martha had received my text and told Lily not to call me “Mommy.” The thought of Nathaniel finding out I lied, sent shivers through me—not from the cold, but from fear. “What are you thinking about so hard?” Nathaniel’s voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back to the present. I turned to him, forcing a smile. “Nothing, just… everything, I guess.” He reached over, his hand warm as it rested on mine. “Sophia, I’m sorry for putting you through that stress on the plane. If we had just used the private jet, none of this would’ve happened.” I shook my head, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. “Nathaniel, it’s fine. The most important thing is that we’re both okay. We made it out alive.” He gave me a small

~SophiaThe morning light streamed through the curtains as I tied my apron, standing in the kitchen with more determination than I’d felt in a long time. Today was going to be different. Today, I was going to fix things with Lily. I’d woken up before anyone else, nervous and excited. If there was one thing Lily loved, it was her favorite dish: mini pancakes shaped like animals, served with strawberries, whipped cream, and chocolate drizzle. I could already picture her smile—bright, sweet, and slightly mischievous. It was the smile that could always melt my heart. I hummed softly as I mixed the pancake batter, pouring it carefully into molds shaped like bunnies, cats, and bears. The sizzle of batter hitting the pan was oddly soothing. Once the pancakes were golden and fluffy, I added the finishing touches: sliced strawberries, a dollop of whipped cream, and just enough chocolate drizzle to make it look irresistible. “Perfect,” I whispered to myself, stepping back to admire my wor

~NathanielThe ride back home was filled with laughter and chatter as we all shared stories about the game. The women, surprisingly competitive, had managed to hold their own on the course, much to Alex's and my amusement. Lily, who had insisted on tagging along, was bubbling with excitement, chiming in with her perspective on the game. “I still think Sophia cheated on that last hole,” Alex teased, glancing at her from the driver’s seat. Sophia gasped in mock outrage. “Excuse me? That was pure skill! Just admit you’re bitter because you lost to a beginner.” “I didn’t lose,” Alex retorted, smirking. “Nathaniel won. I was second.” “Still counts as losing,” Martha chimed in, giving Alex a playful nudge from the passenger seat. Lily giggled, looking up at me. “Mr. Nice Guy, you’re really good at golf. Can you teach me next time?” I smiled at her enthusiasm. “Of course, Lily. Maybe next time you can beat everyone on the course.” “I’ll hold you to that,” she said, her eyes spa

~SophiaSitting in the car with Nathaniel, I was still excited at the movie we just watched, Then he popped the question. “Do you know the song ‘Masked Shakira’?” My heart skipped a beat. For a split second, my entire world froze. Did he know? Had he pieced it together? My palms grew clammy as I turned to him. “What… what did you say?” I stammered. He repeated, “Masked Shakira. Ever heard of it?” I scrambled for words, keeping my face as neutral as possible. “Uh… I think I’ve heard the name before, but I didn’t know it was a song.” He smiled casually. “Oh, never mind. I came across it on Apple Music. It’s pretty catchy.” Relief washed over me, and I tried to calm my nerves. So, he didn’t know. Not yet. The rest of the ride home was uneventful, but my mind kept circling back. Was I being paranoid, or was Nathaniel getting closer to my secret? The next morning, I was running down the stairs to prepare Lily’s breakfast when I heard Nathaniel’s groggy voice from the bedr

~SophiaThe sun was warm on my back as I stood beside Martha in the backyard, a laundry basket at my feet. We worked in silence for a few moments, hanging the wet clothes on the line. The fresh smell of detergent mixed with the faint scent of blooming flowers from Martha's garden. She broke the silence first. “So… were you able to find out anything about Nathaniel?” I shook my head, my hands busy pinning one of Lily’s dresses to the line. “Nothing. I’m so confused, Martha. I don’t know what to do.” Martha raised an eyebrow. “Confused how?” “I’m scared he knows something,” I admitted, biting my lip. “But he’s not saying anything outright. It’s like he’s waiting for me to slip up or something.” Martha glanced at me, her hands pausing mid-motion. “Just keep an eye on him for now. Watch how he reacts to certain things. We’ll figure it out.” I nodded, grateful for her steady reassurance. Then she grinned mischievously. “But we need to be fast. Truth or Dare is starting in a few