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CHAPTER 101
After Divorce, My Wife Becomes The Boss Lady /Mysterrion
DavinaLater that week…….Lunch was going fine until Mom put her fork down and said, “We need to go shopping for the babies. Today.”I looked up, halfway through chewing. “Today?”“Yes, today. What are we waiting for? The babies will be here before you know it, and all you’ve got is a half-packed hospital bag and a growing list of things we haven’t bought.”She wasn’t wrong. I had been putting it off. Not intentionally, just… emotionally. Every time I thought about buying baby things, something in my chest tightened. Like if I bought the stuff, it meant this was real. And if it was real, it could go wrong.“Okay,” I said, setting my fork down. “We’ll go after lunch.”Mom’s whole face lit up. “Finally. I was starting to think you were waiting to have them first and then figure it out.”We ended up at a massive baby store. Mom claimed it was the best in town. I believed her—mostly because the second I stepped inside, I felt overwhelmed.“This place is a maze,” I mumbled.“That’s why we
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-20CHAPTER 102
After Divorce, My Wife Becomes The Boss Lady /Mysterrion
DavinaWe were halfway through the drive back when I said, “Want to get ice cream?”Mom glanced over like I’d offered her an all-expense-paid trip to anywhere but here. “Now?”“No, next week. Yes, now.”She let out a small laugh. “You’re paying.”“With your card.”“Shameless.”“I’m pregnant. That cancels out shamelessness.”“That’s not how that works.”“In my world, it does.”She looked at the time on the dash, then back at the road. “Ice cream it is. But real scoops. Not that sad frozen yogurt stuff.”“Deal. After what we just survived, we deserve full-fat sugar.”“Baby boot camp,” she muttered. “My bank account is going to need therapy.”“My back already does.”She raised a brow. “Come on, Mom, you’re rich rich,” I said with a small grin.“And so are you, CEO Charez,” she shot back with a look that said she wasn’t letting me off the hook.We found a random little ice cream place not far from the baby store. One of those shops that had way too many flavors and the worst lighting. Mom
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-20CHAPTER 103
After Divorce, My Wife Becomes The Boss Lady /Mysterrion
DavinaI had no idea what day it was. I didn’t care either. Days had blurred together a long time ago. Bed rest would do that to anyone. For the last three months, I’d lived on the same rotation of sleeping, shifting around, trying not to lose my mind, and politely refusing help I didn’t ask for.The maids still hovered. Always nearby, like they were waiting for me to faint or call out. I appreciated it, in a way, but it also made me feel like a museum exhibit. Sometimes one would peek in with a glass of water I didn’t need or ask if I wanted my pillows fluffed.“I’m okay,” I told them, every time.They didn’t believe me. They still brought snacks and folded things I hadn’t touched.Earlier this morning, one of them had tried to help me get up like just standing was a project. I gave her a smile and waved her off. “You really don’t have to. I’ve got it.”She hesitated, then stepped back. But I knew she told another one. And they watched from the hallway, still unsure if I’d collapse h
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-21CHAPTER 104
After Divorce, My Wife Becomes The Boss Lady /Mysterrion
DavinaI felt it before I saw it.A slow, warm gush down my legs. At first, I thought I’d just peed myself. Embarrassing, but not the end of the world. Then it hit me.I stood there, frozen. “Mom?”My voice cracked a little.She walked in, glanced down, and didn’t even blink. “Your water broke?”“I think so.”“Okay,” she said calmly, already moving toward the closet. “Let’s get changed. You’ll be more comfortable for the ride.”“I thought I still had time,” I muttered, heart pounding.“We’ve had thirty-eight weeks. This is time,” she said, pulling out clothes like this was any other morning.I was still standing in place. “Should I be freaking out?”Mom gave me a look. “Are you?”“Yeah. Quietly.”She smiled a little. “Then you’re doing it right.”I changed into the clothes she gave me. Comfortable stuff—loose shirt, soft pants. Nothing hospital-chic, but better than a soaked nightgown. I grabbed my phone out of habit, not even sure why.“You call the hospital?” I asked.“Driver’s on t
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-21
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