All Chapters of Mummy, Please Marry Uncle Biker Daddy: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Six Trying To Earn His Respect

~ Cole ~ As Morning light creeps in I’m already up before everyone else, Coffee in hand, Phone on the counter. Messages are stacked from the night before, detailing contracts, numbers, and locations. Everything is changing. Everything is moving forward, whether anyone’s ready or not. Behind me, I hear footsteps. They're heavier. It isn't Mara; it's her father. “You’re up early,” he says, his voice rough with sleep but firm. I don’t turn immediately. I take a sip of my coffee first. Then, “Always am.” He walks in slowly, stopping a few feet away. Not too close, but not distant either. We stand there like that for a second. Two men. Same room. Same woman in mind. Different worlds. “You meant what you said last night?” he asks. I glance at him. “About?” “The house,” he replies. “The paperwork.” “I don’t say things I’m not doing,” I answer. He studies me. It isn't aggressive, just careful. “How far along is it?” “Already moving,” I say. “Documents are being process

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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven They Leave

~ Mara ~ As I lie on the bed while the morning light creeps in, I feel like something settled overnight, even if nothing actually got resolved. My parents are already dressed when I walk into the living room. Their bags are by the door. My mother is checking through hers one last time, while my father stands still, like he’s making sure he hasn’t forgotten something he can’t go back for. They’re leaving. That part comes quicker than I expected. “You’re up,” my mother says, looking at me. “I couldn’t sleep much,” I reply. She nods like she understands that without asking why. Because she does. Lily runs in a second later, her hair still messy and her energy already back. “Are you going?” she asks, stopping in front of them. “Yes,” my father answers. She frowns slightly. “Already?” “We have work,” my mother says gently. Lily nods, but I can tell she doesn’t like it. She steps forward anyway and hugs them both, quick but real. “Bye,” she says. “Bye, sweetheart,” m

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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Eight Growing Weight

~ Mara ~ I didn’t think something as small as a baby could make everything feel this… heavy. Not just physically. Everything. My body, my thoughts, the air around me. Even walking through the store feels different now, like I’m carrying more than just myself. I pause in front of a rack of tiny clothes, as my fingers brush over the soft fabric that doesn’t feel real yet. I think to myself that these tiny clothes will soon belong in a life I haven’t fully caught up to. Cole stands a few feet behind me, watching. Not hovering. Just…being supportive. Present in a way he wasn’t before. “You’re staring again,” he says quietly, stepping closer. I don’t look at him. “They’re small,” I murmur, picking up a onesie between my fingers. “They’re supposed to be,” he replies, his voice calm. “I know,” I say, exhaling softly. “It just… makes it hard to choose .” He doesn’t answer immediately. I feel him move closer instead, his hand settling lightly on my back. “

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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine Business Expands

~ Cole ~ The garage doesn’t smell like oil anymore. There are still traces of it, buried in the concrete, soaked into the walls from years of work that wasn’t exactly legal. But now there’s something else layered over it, fresh paint and a clean workstations. It feels… different. I stand just inside the entrance, keys in my hand, looking at what used to be one of our rougher spots. Now it’s structured, organized and legit. Jax walks in behind me, boots heavy against the floor. “Still weird seeing it like this,” he mutters, glancing around. “Yeah,” I answer quietly. He kicks lightly at a toolbox, testing it like he expects it to fall apart. It doesn’t. “Paper says we’re legit now,” he says. “Licenses, inspections, all that boring shit.” “It’s not boring,” I reply, stepping further in. “It’s protection.” Jax snorts. “From who? The cops or ourselves?” “Both.” That shuts him up for a second. Good. Because this isn’t a joke to me. Not anymore. I walk

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Chapter One Hundred and Forty Fear of Loss

~ Mara ~ During the weekend we called the moving company packed our essentials ourselves and left them to pack the rest of our stuff and bring it to the new house. When we got there I realised the new house doesn’t echo the way I thought it would. I expected it to feel empty big and quiet, like we didn’t belong in it yet. But it doesn’t. Old Boxes are stacked against the walls, some half-open, some already forgotten. The air smells different here, cleaner like nothing bad has ever happened inside these walls. I’m standing in the middle of the living room, one hand pressed to my lower back, the other resting on my stomach, watching movers go in and out like this is normal. Like this is just another day. It’s not. Lily runs past me, her footsteps light, her voice louder than it’s been in weeks. “Mom, my room has two windows!” she calls out, already halfway down the hall again. I turn slightly, watching her disappear, the tension in my chest loosening just a littl

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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-One I’m Having A Breakdown

~ Mara ~ The baby’s room isn’t finished. It should be simple. A crib. A dresser. Soft colours that don’t mean anything yet. But I’ve been standing in the doorway for ten minutes, staring at the half-built crib like it personally offended me. “I said I’ll fix it,” Cole mutters from behind me, his voice low as he tightens something with a screwdriver. “You’ve been saying that for twenty minutes,” I reply, arms folded tightly over my chest. “It takes time,” he says. “It’s a crib, not a motorcycle engine,” I snap. The second it leaves my mouth, I regret it. But I don’t take it back. He pauses. Just for a second. Then continues like I didn’t just bite. “That’s why it’ll be done right,” he says calmly, not looking at me. I hate that. The calm and control he hides behind. It makes me feel louder than I actually am. “I didn’t say you’d do it wrong,” I push, stepping into the room now, my voice tighter. “I said you’re taking too long.” “And I said it

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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Two Almost Ready

~ Mara ~ I wake up before the alarm. Not because I want to. Because my body doesn’t let me sleep anymore. Everything feels heavy. Not just the baby. Everything….even my feet, looks swollen. The room is still unfamiliar,new, bigger and cleaner it also has enough space for my thoughts to echo. I lie there for a second, staring at the ceiling, one hand resting on my stomach without thinking. He’s moving. Not a lot. Just enough to remind me he’s alive. I swallow, blinking slowly as yesterday presses back in. The argument. The words. The way I broke. The way Cole didn’t. I turn my head slightly. He’s awake. Not moving. Just lying there beside me, staring at the ceiling like he’s been there a while. “You didn’t sleep,” I say quietly, my voice still rough. “I did,” he replies. I look at him. He doesn’t look at me. “Liar,” I murmur. That gets the smallest reaction. His jaw shifts slightly. “Didn’t feel like it,” he admits. Silence s

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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Three The Night It Starts

~ Mara ~ It doesn’t start like I thought it would. Annoying enough to notice. Not painful enough to take seriously. I’m standing in the kitchen again, because apparently that’s where my life happens now, rinsing a cup I already washed twice, when it hits. A tightening. Deep. Sharp enough to make me pause sensation. I grip the edge of the sink, waiting. It passes. Just like that. I exhale slowly, rolling my shoulders like I can shake it off. “Okay,” I mutter to myself. “That’s new.” My hand moves to my stomach automatically. He’s quiet. Too quiet. Or maybe he's decided to take a break from kicking his mother. I dry my hands slowly, trying to act normal even though no one is watching me. That’s the weird part. I’m alone. And I’m still pretending. Another wave of contraction hits. Stronger this time. My breath siezes slightly as I lean back against the counter. “…okay,” I whisper again, but it doesn’t sound as convincing this time. I gl

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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Four Losing Control

~ Cole ~ The car feels too small. Too tight. Like there’s not enough air inside it for all three of us. I grip the steering wheel harder than I should, my jaw locked so hard it aches. Mara’s breathing fills the space, uneven and strained, as she tries to stay calm; every inhale sounds like work, and every exhale sounds like she’s trying not to break. “Cole—” she calls out as another contraction hits. “I know,” I answer immediately, my voice low, “I know.” I don’t know anything. That’s the problem. I don’t know how far apart they are. I don’t know if this is normal. I don’t know if she’s in too much pain. I don’t know how to fix it. A car slows in front of me. I switch lanes too fast. “Move,” I mutter under my breath, my jaw tightening. “Cole,” Mara says again, her voice louder this time, but strained. “Slow down.” I don’t. “Cole,” she repeats, firmer now despite the pain. “Slow….Down.” I exhale hard through my nose and ease off the gas slightly.

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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Five The Birth

~ Mara ~ Time doesn’t move right anymore. I don’t remember getting out of the car. I don’t remember walking in. I remember people touching me. And voices saying “Ma’am, stay with me—” “I’m here,” I answer, but I don’t know if it comes out right. Another contraction hits and everything else disappears. It’s not just pain. It’s force. Like my body is trying to split in two without asking me. “Okay, Mara, breathe,” a nurse says firmly, her hands steady on my arm. “I am breathing,” I say, but it comes out broken, uneven. “Not like that...slowly,” she corrects, I shake my head slightly, my fingers gripping the edge of the bed....Ohhh, I felt like chewing on her neck. “I can’t—” I try to say “You can,” she cuts in. I don’t believe her. But my body doesn’t give me a choice. Another wave crashes through me and I gasp, my back arching slightly as I fight it. “Cole,” I manage, my voice barely holding together. “I’m here,” he answers He’s close.

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