All Chapters of Married To My Ex's Ruthless Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter Eleven

Isabella’s POVThe morning light came soft through the windows. I woke up with Damien’s arm still around me. His breathing was steady and calm. I turned carefully and watched his face. He looked peaceful when he slept. Not like the cold businessman everyone feared. Just my husband.I slipped out of bed and made tea. My belly felt bigger today. The baby moved a lot. I rubbed the spot and smiled. When Damien walked into the kitchen, his hair messy, he came straight to me.“Good morning, wife,” he said.He kissed my neck gently.We ate breakfast together at the small table. Sophia was still sleeping in the guest room. It gave us this quiet time.“I want us to do something normal today,” I told him. “Like a real married couple. No work calls. No thinking about the board.”Damien nodded. “Good idea. We can go to the park after. Walk slow. Just us.”He reached across and held my hand. His thumb moved over my wedding ring.“This feels right. You and me building days like this.”After Sophia

Chapter Twelve

Damien’s POVThe morning started with laughter.Real laughter, not the fake polite kind I heard at business dinners or board meetings. Isabella was sitting on the living room floor with one of the pregnancy books open in front of her while trying to copy a stretching exercise. She looked completely confused.“You are doing it wrong,” I told her.She glared at me. “Then help me.”I loosened my tie and sat beside her. The city skyline stretched behind us through the tall windows, but for once I ignored my phone and the endless emails waiting for me.“Move your leg slower,” I said.She tried again and nearly tipped sideways.I caught her before she could fall.Her laugh filled the room again.“You are terrible at teaching.”“And you are terrible at listening.”She leaned back against my chest. My hands settled carefully on her stomach. The baby moved beneath my palm almost immediately.Every time I felt that tiny movement, something shifted inside me.Something dangerous.Something soft.

Chapter Thirteen

Isabella’s POVThe next morning started badly. I woke up alone in bed.For one terrible second, panic hit me hard. My chest tightened and old memories rushed back. Empty mornings after Ethan stopped caring. Nights where I waited for calls that never came.Then I smelled coffee.I slowly relaxed.Voices drifted from downstairs. Damien’s deep voice mixed with Gabriel’s calmer one. I pulled on a robe and walked carefully toward the kitchen.Gabriel stood near the counter drinking coffee while Damien argued quietly on the phone.“No,” Damien said coldly. “Delay the meeting until Monday.”He noticed me walking in immediately. His entire expression softened.“I’ll call back later.”He ended the call without another word.Gabriel lifted an eyebrow. “Amazing. The great Damien Blackwood ignores business for a woman before nine in the morning.”Damien ignored him and walked toward me.“You should still be sleeping.”“I could say the same thing to you.”His hand rested gently on my stomach befor

Chapter Fourteen

Ethan’s POV“This is your fault.”Vanessa crossed her arms and stared at me across the hotel suite.I laughed bitterly. “My fault? You threw champagne at me in front of reporters.”“Because you embarrassed me first.”“You are overreacting.”“Oh, really?” she snapped. “Photos of you leaving a nightclub with another woman are everywhere.”I loosened my tie angrily. “It meant nothing.”“That is exactly the problem, Ethan. You do stupid things without thinking.”I grabbed my whiskey glass from the table. “You knew who I was before agreeing to marry me.”“Yes. Ambitious. Ruthless. Smart.” She walked closer. “Not reckless.”I drank quietly.The silence between us turned ugly.Vanessa sat on the couch and looked at me carefully. “You are distracted lately.”“I am fine.”“No, you are obsessed.”I looked at her sharply.“With Isabella,” she finished.My jaw tightened immediately. “Do not start.”“You still want her.”“That is not true.”“Then why do you look miserable every time her name appea

Chapter Fifteen

Damien’s POV“You are quiet tonight.”I looked up from my laptop. Isabella stood near the couch holding two cups of tea.“I am working.”“That was not my question.”She walked closer and handed me one cup.I sighed and closed the laptop. “You are becoming dangerous.”A small smile appeared on her lips. “Gabriel says the same thing.”“Gabriel talks too much.”She sat beside me carefully. “What happened at the office today?”“Nothing important.”“That means something important happened.”I rubbed my forehead slowly.“The board wants another public appearance from us.”“A dinner?”“A charity gala.”She groaned softly. “More cameras.”“Yes.”“And Ethan will be there?”I nodded once.She looked down at her tea quietly.“You do not have to go,” I told her.“Yes, I do. If I keep hiding, people will think I am weak.”I watched her carefully.Every day she looked stronger.More confident.More comfortable beside me.And somehow that only made me want her more.“What?” she asked suddenly.“You

Change Sixteen

Isabella’s POVThe room felt too quiet.Ethan stood in front of me waiting for an answer while Damien watched from across the penthouse.My heart beat hard in my chest.Not because I was confused.Because I knew my answer would change everything.“Say something,” Ethan pushed.I looked at him carefully.For so long, I used to imagine hearing those words from him. Back when I still believed we had a future together.But now things were different.I was different.“You are drunk,” I said quietly.“That is not an answer.”“Ethan,” Damien warned coldly.“No.” Ethan shook his head. “I deserve the truth tonight.”I crossed my arms over my chest. “You lost the right to demand things from me.”His face tightened.“I made mistakes,” he admitted. “But this?” He looked toward Damien angrily. “This is insane.”Damien stayed calm. “Watch your tone.”Ethan ignored him completely.“You cannot seriously love him.”The words should have sounded ridiculous.Instead, they made my stomach twist nervously

Chapter Seventeen

Damien’s POV“What do you mean the leak came from here?”Isabella’s voice sounded small beside me.I kept my eyes on Gabriel’s message.Internal financial reports.Private investor files. Board communications.Someone had accessed them using a secure network connected to my penthouse.Impossible.Or at least it should have been.“I need details,” I told Gabriel over the phone.“They traced the signal twenty minutes ago,” Gabriel replied. “Cybersecurity is still checking everything.”“Who knows already?”“Eleanor. A few board members. That is all for now.”I rubbed my jaw slowly.A leak like this could destroy deals worth millions.Worse, it could weaken my control over the company.“Keep this quiet,” I ordered.“For now.”I ended the call.Isabella watched me nervously. “Damien…”“I know you did not do this.”Her shoulders relaxed slightly.“Thank you.”“That does not mean someone else did not.”Her expression changed again.“You think Ethan—”“I think my son is reckless, emotional, an

Chapter Eighteen

Isabella’s POV“Reporters?”I stared at the security guard.“Right now?”“Yes, ma’am.”I looked at Damien.His expression was cold enough to freeze an entire room.“What does Vanessa want?” I asked.“We do not know,” the guard replied.Damien grabbed his phone immediately.“Keep everyone outside,” he ordered. “Nobody enters the building.”“Yes, sir.”The guards left quickly.I folded my arms.“This is ridiculous.”Damien looked at me. “You are not going downstairs.”“That sounds like an order.”“It is.”I rolled my eyes.“I am serious, Isabella.”“So am I.”His jaw tightened.“She brought reporters.”“Which means she wants attention.”“Exactly.”I walked toward the living room.Damien followed.“You are pregnant.”“I know.”“You do not need this stress.”“I also know that.”He stopped in front of me.“No.”I blinked.“No?”“No. End of discussion.”I stared at him for a second.Then I laughed.To my surprise, he looked offended.“What is funny?”“You really think I am going to sit upst

Chapter Nineteen

Liam’s POV“What do you mean Damien Blackwood is looking for me?”I stared at my phone.The message had come from a mutual business contact ten minutes ago.Three words.Call me immediately.Now I was standing in my apartment listening to the explanation.“He is furious,” my contact said.“Why?”“I do not know.”“That is helpful.”“I am serious, Liam. People at Blackwood Holdings are talking.”My stomach tightened.That was never good news.Especially when Damien Blackwood was involved.“Did they say what happened?”“No.”“Who told you?”“Someone from legal background.”I frowned.Legal?That made even less sense.“Thanks,” I said finally.“You should be careful.”The call ended.I stared at my phone. Something felt wrong, very wrong.A few seconds later, another call appeared.Isabella.I answered immediately.“Hey.”“Liam.”Her voice sounded strange.Tense.“What’s wrong?”A pause.Then she asked quietly, “Have you been inside my penthouse recently?”I blinked.“What?”“Just answer

Chapter Twenty

Damian’s PovThe drive home was silent.Isabella sat beside me staring out the window, her reflection pale against the darkening glass.I knew she was worried. Every muscle in her body seemed wound tight, coiled like a spring about to snap. She hadn’t spoken since we left the building, hadn’t even looked at me. The press conference had been brutal, cameras flashing, questions shouted, my brother’s face pale as the allegations mounted.I was worried too, though I’d never admit it aloud.By the time we reached the penthouse, chaos was already spreading online. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Investors calling. Reporters circling. The board demanded answers. And Ethan, he’d disappeared the moment the photographers descended, leaving me to answer for his sins.Coward.Isabella kicked off her shoes the second we entered, and I watched her shoulders drop slightly, as if gravity suddenly felt lighter here.“I am exhausted,” she said quietly.“You should rest.”She turned to look at me, reall

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