All Chapters of Divorced At Dawn: The CEO Who Begged Too Late: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Miranda’s words hung in the air, sharp and unexpected.“Would you be willing to father another man’s child?”Noah repeated the question in his head after he had recovered from the shock the question gave him.For a moment, he could not even respond. His mind scrambled, twisting the question over and over, trying to parse the meaning, the intention, the implications.Can she tell how I feel already? Wait? How do I even feel? What message did I pass through to her? How does she feel about my feelings? Is she considering me? Is she willing to give us a chance? But do I want a chance? He exhaled, letting go of the tension in his troubled mind. “I…” he began, but stopped abruptly. There was no right answer to such a sudden, delicate inquiry.Before he could regain his composure, movement appeared in the distance.“Miranda!”Colin’s voice broke through the quiet. His face was pale, his eyes wide, and his steps hurried. He pushed past a few stray guests who had wandered near the balco

Noah’s gaze was sharp, unflinching. It was obvious he was offended by that request. “Didn’t I say it’s not my business?" he said finally, his voice absolute. “It wouldn’t be my secret to keep, either.”Melissa blinked, panic flickering in her eyes. “But… just pretend you didn’t see anything. Please. For me.”Noah’s expression softened for a fraction of a second, but the hard line in his jaw didn’t change. “Why?” he asked, his tone deceptively calm.Melissa opened her mouth to respond, but he cut her off. “Never mind.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “If you aren’t proud of it, if it’s not something you can beat your chest and say you did it… then don’t get yourself involved.”Melissa’s lips parted, but before she could argue, Noah straightened, stepping away from her. His figure receded against the night, the breeze tossing his hair slightly as he disappeared back toward the building.Melissa stood still. Richard joined her from behind. “Are you okay?”

Vivian didn’t look like she heard what Adrian just asked. But in reality, she did. She was just pretending not to. “Vivian!” Adrian’s fists clenched as he glared at Vivian, his pulse thundering in his temples. “What do you know?” he demanded, voice sharp and filled with barely restrained rage. “Not so fast, Mr lover boy,” Vivian smirked. “Don’t mess with me,” he snapped. Vivian stepped closer casually, her eyes glittering with calculated defiance. “I’m not telling you yet,” she said smoothly. “You clear my name first, Adrian. End the case. Only then do we talk.” “Are you kidding?” “Do I look like I am?” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “You’ve fooled me twice, Vivian. Do you think I’ll let you get away with it?” His words were cold, a warning laced with venom. “You’re going to jail, mark my words. I’ll make sure of it.” Vivian’s expression shifted subtly, an almost imperceptible flicker of apprehension crossing her features. ,“You… you dare not,” she said, her voice firm but carryi

Melissa stepped cautiously into the Jones mansion, the polished floors gleaming beneath her feet. She had visited before, yes, but the atmosphere this time was different. It was subtle at first… the way the butler greeted her and the soft smiles she received from the staff, but she could feel it in every corner. She was no longer just a guest; she was being treated with a warmth and consideration she had never received before. Melissa wouldn't have even shown up after what happened between her and Colin the night before, but she had made plans with Miranda even before then. And her attempts to cancel failed woefully, leaving her no excuse. Her footsteps echoed slightly as she approached the living room, glancing around nervously. Before, she would have been overlooked, spoken to politely but distantly, her presence more tolerated than welcomed. Now… there was something different. Something in the way Mrs. Jones looked at her, the gentle nod from the staff as she passed by. The mo

Colin’s reaction was immediate.His eyes widened slightly, then he let out a short, disbelieving laugh.“What?” he repeated, as if trying to confirm he had heard her correctly. “Melissa… and Noah? Are you serious right now?”Miranda blinked at him, studying his face carefully.He didn’t look just surprised.He looked offended by the idea.Colin shook his head slowly, as though physically rejecting the thought. “No. No, that’s impossible. That can’t even be a thing you should joke about.”Miranda tilted her head, pretending innocence. “I was just guessing.”“Guessing?” Colin scoffed. “That’s not guessing. That’s sabotage.”“I didn’t sabotage anything,” Miranda said quickly, but a faint smile betrayed her.Colin pointed at her like she had committed a crime. “You have officially ruined my night.”Miranda gasped dramatically. “Your night? I’m the one pregnant and emotionally unstable here.”“That’s not the point,” Colin said, still shaking his head as if trying to erase the thought. “Noa