All Chapters of Divorced With His Heir In My Belly: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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A little Calm After The Storm

TYLER’S POV The heavy oak front door of my townhouse closed with a quiet, solid thud, shutting out the biting New York night air. I leaned back against the wood for a long moment, letting my eyes drift shut as the sheer exhaustion of the past month finally settled deep into my bones. Between the endless, terrifying weeks sitting beside Sarah’s hospital bed, the ash-filled ruins of my burned-out warehouse, and the brutal, suffocating weight of Dex’s funeral this afternoon, I felt like a man running on a battery that had drained to absolute zero. I rolled my shoulders, trying to work out the tight knot of tension that had anchored itself beneath my collarbone, and tossed my car keys onto the marble console table in the foyer. The house was entirely too quiet, the familiar, sweeping shadows of the grand hallway offering a kind of empty solitude I usually welcomed. But as I walked past the archway leading into the primary living wing, a flicker of amber light caught my eye. I stopp

Last Updated : 2026-06-09

No Love In The Family

"It's not my fault!" Chloe snapped, her voice cracking with a sudden, raw emotion as she stood up from the sofa to face me, her eyes glistening with angry tears. "It is not my fault that I am actively searching for true love, Tyler! I want what everyone wants. I want someone to care for me. Is it a crime to want a real partnership?" "Well, it seems true love does not want you to search for it," I countered, my tone cold and unyielding. "Not with the catastrophic, repetitive mistakes you keep making with these men. You choose the wolves every single time, Chloe, and then you act completely shocked when they turn around and bite the hand that feeds them." Chloe let out a sharp, hysterical laugh, stepping back and shaking her head as a bitter smile crossed her lips. "Oh, listen to you. The great Tyler Rider, handing out relationship advice from his high horse. It’s not my fault if this entire family is completely cursed, Ty! Seriously, look at us. Which of our relationships has actual

Last Updated : 2026-06-09

Right Under Your Nose

The morning light filtered through the windows, and caught the dust motes dancing over the massive blueprint layouts sprawled across my mahogany desk and the mess of documents, inventory manifests, and financial ledgers I had spent the entire night analyzing. I hadn't slept a wink. Miller stood over by the far window, he was tapping a slow, rhythmic beat against his thigh, his eyes tracking the morning traffic crawling along the streets below."The insurance adjusters are finally locked into the initial phase of the claim," Miller said, his voice level and perfectly professional as he turned around to face me. He took a few steps toward the desk, resting his palms on the high leather back of one of my visitor chairs. "The Riders group is resilient, Tyler. You know that as well as I do. We’ve already managed to secure the emergency bridge financing through our primary lenders to completely cover the immediate inventory gap for the upcoming quarter. We are looking at full corporate c

Last Updated : 2026-06-10

Children From Broken Home

TYLER’S POV The distant, bright laughter of Leena and Caleb echoed across the manicured lawns of the park, a sound so entirely pure and innocent that it felt completely disconnected from the dark, suffocating reality of the last few days. I sat on the wooden park bench, the cold metal of my fingers tightly wrapped around a paper cup of lukewarm coffee, my eyes tracking them as Caleb sprinted through the grass, his small boots kicking up loose patches of green as he chased Leena around the base of a massive oak tree.A few yards behind us, positioned near the concrete pathway, two of my personal security guards stood in silent, their eyes scanning the environment. Beside me, Sarah let out a slow, quiet breath, her hands buried deep inside the pockets of her wool coat. The color had finally started to return to her cheeks."How are you holding up?" I asked softly, turning my head to look at her profile, my voice dropping below the rustle of the wind. Sarah offered a faint, fragile s

Last Updated : 2026-06-11

Kids Say The Darnedest Things

SARAH’S POV I paced back and forth across the thick rug, my hands tightly clenched into fists inside the pockets of my silk robe. We had been back at the Hale estate for less than an hour, but the silence of the massive house felt entirely different now. It felt heavy. Suffocating. Every single corner of the high ceilings seemed to echo with the small, piercing voices of Leena and Caleb from the park.Do we have a broken home? Children from a broken home never turn out good.The words were a physical ache in my chest, a relentless, toxic loop that made my blood run cold no matter how close I stood to the roaring hearth.Rosa sat quietly on the edge of the velvet armchair, a fresh tray of porcelain teacups resting on the mahogany table beside her. She watched me pace, her dark, maternal eyes tracking the frantic energy vibrating through my frame. She let out a long, slow sigh, reaching out to smooth down the front of her embroidered apron."You're worrying over absolutely nothing, Sar

Last Updated : 2026-06-12

You Deserve Love Again

Rosa didn't flinch. She looked directly into my eyes, her expression stripped of any formalities, speaking to me as the woman who had watched me bleed, watched me cry, and watched me build my armor from scratch."I mean exactly what I said, Sarah. Everyone in this household, everyone in the valley, and everyone in the Rider network knows that the ball is entirely in your court," Rosa said, her voice steady and true. "Tyler made mistakes in the past. He hurt you deeply, he broke your trust, and he broke the sacred foundation of what you two had built. No one is denying that. But he has spent the last nine years doing his penance. He has bled for this family, escaped being roasted in an explosion, he sat by your hospital bed until his own health started to fail, and he is actively trying every single day to be a better man, a better father... only if you will finally let him."I scoffed, a loud, mocking sound that vibrated with pure cynicism as I turned away from her, my fingers diggi

Last Updated : 2026-06-12

Forbidden Erotica Dreams

I could feel the rough, familiar callouses of his palms sliding slowly up my waist, his touch trailing fire over the silk of my slip. The scent of him—expensive overwhelmed my senses, grounding me and making me light headed all at once."Tyler," I whispered, my voice a broken, needy sound that I barely recognized as my own.He didn't answer instead, he pulled me closer, his strong arms anchoring me against the hard, unyielding planes of his chest. His lips found the sensitive curve of my neck, grazing the skin with a devastating precision that sent a violent shiver racing down my spine. I arched into him, my fingers tangling in the dark, thick hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him even tighter as the world around us blurred into a haze of gold and shadow. The friction of his suit jacket against my bare arms, the low, rumbling vibration of his breath against my throat—it was all so vivid, so visceral, that I could swear I felt the frantic drum of his heart matching the chaotic rhyt

Last Updated : 2026-06-13

A Spark Left In The Ash

"Rosa? Mae?"My voice bounced sharply off the grand staircase as I stormed down the steps, my slippers clicking violently against the polished wood. I was practically vibrating with sheer, mortifying embarrassment. My cheeks were still burning a deep, furious crimson from that ridiculous dream clinging to my skin.I clutched the lapels of my silk robe tightly against my chest, my knuckles turning white as I rounded the landing. The audacity of it all was making my brain spin. How on earth did Tyler just breeze past my staff, and stroll right into my room without anyone stopping him?"Rosa! Where are you?" I demanded.I followed the faint, rhythmic sound of a knife hitting a wooden cutting board, leading me straight into the expansive, sunlit estate kitchen. The air smelled of rosemary, garlic, and roasting chicken.Mae was standing by the central marble island, her back to me as she chopped a pile of fresh vegetables for dinner. At the sound of my dramatic entrance, she jumped, the kn

Last Updated : 2026-06-15

Outrun The Riders Man

The cool evening air did little to cool the lingering warmth on my face as I stepped out onto the wide stone terrace. The estate grounds stretched out before me, washed in the long, golden shadows of the fading sun. Down by the primary lawn, near the wooden play set, Tyler and Caleb were throwing a football back and forth. The rhythmic, reassuring thwack of the leather hitting their palms echoed across the quiet yard. I paused near the stone pillars of the veranda, stepping into the shade of the climbing ivy to watch them. Caleb’s small face was lit up with focus, his tongue poking out slightly as he threw his entire body into a pass. Tyler caught it effortlessly, a low, encouraging laugh rolling out of his chest as he tossed it back with a gentle, practiced ease. It was a beautiful. "You going to come join us, Sarah, or just stand in the shadows and watch?" Tyler’s voice cut through the distance, clear and smooth. He hadn't even turned his head away from catching Caleb’s next th

Last Updated : 2026-06-15

Childhood Trauma

The drive to Caleb’s School was the first time in weeks I had been completely alone with my thoughts, without the constant, watchful presence of a security detail in the passenger seat. I hadn't brought myself to hire a replacement for Dex yet; the idea of someone else sitting in that driver’s seat felt like a betrayal I wasn't ready to commit. I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles white as I navigated the winding roads of the valley, the silence in the car amplified by the roaring of my own pulse.The school was a fortress of privilege, a sprawling campus designed to keep the world out and the elite safe within. As soon as I pulled into the designated parking lot and stepped out of the vehicle, the atmosphere shifted. One of the perimeter security guards spotted me immediately, his hand flying to the telecom unit on his shoulder as he spoke in a low, urgent tone.By the time I reached the grand stone archway of the main entrance, I didn't even have to reach for the door. The Vice

Last Updated : 2026-06-16

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