Becoming strangers again (Lily and Ryan) novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54 STEPHANIE The maernet is blowing up with news, and honestly, it’s driving me absolutely bookers. I simply cannot fathom the constant chatter about. Ryan’s sons being hailed as the Triplet heirs, it’s like nails on a chalkboard to my sanity. “He had the audacity to present them to the board!” 1 vented aloud to my reflection in the mirror, feeling unterly alone as I lacked any real conbidants in the moment. “And to top it off, she casually took her seat right beside him, as though she holds some entitlement to that position Anger and sorrow consumed me, intensifying my self–loathing to a point where I couldn’t bear to look at myself. How could I fail at something seemingly as simple as keeping a man? With each passing moment of self–reflection, my image in the mirror transformed from a potential source of comfort to a stark reminder of the disappointment I’ve become, mirroring the words my parents had ingrained in me throughout my life. 1 just wanted to prove them wrong, to demonstrate that I can actually succeed at something. With determination burning inside me, I reached for the vintage mirror and hurled it across the room, watching it shatter into countless shards. Yet, despite the destruction, my anger remained unabated, offering no peace or sense of satisfaction. Stepping away from the vanity stool, I exchanged my current attire for a stunning red Versace gown, complemented by a matching purse and a pair of crimson Alexander Wang shoes. Who said I wasn’t invited if Ryan is hosting a party? After all, I have news of my own to share. With purposeful strides. I made my way to my car and drove straight to Ryan’s office, spurred on by the live video circulating on the internet, showcasing him introducing his sons. If he’s there, I’ll make sure he knows I’m not one to be overlooked. Upon my arrival. I parked my car and stepped out, fully expecting the paparazzi, who were undoubtedly lurking outside in hopes of capturing an official snapshot of Ryan’s boys, to swarm my vehicle. Despite any reservations Ryan may harbor, I remained steadfast in my belief that I was still a pivotal figure in the unfolding saga. As anticipated, the moment they caught sight of me, the paparazzi descended upon me like a whirlwind, their cameras practically thrusting towards my face in their eagerness to capture the moment. “Ms. Stephanie,” one of them called out eagerly, his voice barely audible amidst the chaos of flashing cameras and shouted inquiries, “are you taken aback by the revelation that your man now boasts the title of father to not one, not two, but three sons?” Summoning forth a smile that masked the inner anger and frustration threatening to consume me, I replied with practiced ease, a skill honed through years of observing my parents lives opposite of what the media sees. “Taken aback Hardly.” I responded smoothly, “I’ve had the pleasure of meeting with the charming triplets on several occasions. Let me assure you, they are nothing short of delightful, each one a ray of sunshine and innocence. My smile widened.. “How does it feel knowing that you are unable to have an heir for Mr. Williams, and he suddenly has three heirs?” The question hit me like a slap in the face, igniting a fierce blaze of anger within me. Yet, despite the seething anger raging inside, 1 summoned every ounce of self–control to conceal any trace of my inner anger from my body language or facial expressions. “Speculation serves no purpose.” I cautioned, my voice steady. “As I’ve stated before, I am genuinely thrilled by the presence of these children. In fact, I see it as a wonderful opportunity for my own future family, I continued, tenderly resting a hand on my abdomen in a silent gesture I’d hope they’ll catch on. “My child will have the privilege of growing up alongside these remarkable boys, providing both companionship and inspiration.” The paparazzi’s fervor only intensified, their barrage of questions coming at me like a relentless onslaught. “Are you implying that you are currently expecting a child with Mr.

Williams?” they pressed eagerly, their excitement evident. With a composed exhale, I released a measured sigh, uncrossing my arms and meeting their probing gazes with an unblinking one. “I don’t believe I need to offer any explicit confirmation,” I replied calmly, choosing my words with deliberate care. Rest assured, my partner and I have discussed the matter thoroughly, and we are both eagerly anticipating the expansion of our family. I urge you to exercise caution in spreading unfounded rumors that could potentially harm these innocent children in the future.” As Ryan emerged from the front door, flanked by a phalanx of security personnel and projecting an irritatingly idyllic image of a big perfect family, the paparazzi instantly abandoned their focus on me, swarming towards him like moths to a flame. I maintained my distance, locking eyes with Lily, whose smug expression only fueled the fire of my simmering resentment. If looks could kill, she’d be lying lifeless on the floor without a shred of remorse. “How does it feel to juggle triplets while your girlfriend is pregnant?” one of the paparazzi thrust a microphone in Ryan’s direction. seizing the opportunity to ambush him with their probing questions Chugler 34 A1 observed the subtle flicker of shock and panic that briefly flashed across Ryan’s face, I couldn’t help but silently congratulate myself on a job well done. If he was intent on broadcasting the news of those little nuisances to the entire world, then I needed to devise a formadable mounterattack. “I’m glad to have the triplets in my life” Ryan finally realized the question. “However the pregnancy news about Stephanie is all unprocessed news” Not only did the paparazzi who asked the question frown at his response, I did too. “What do you mean by it’s an unprocessed news? Didn’t you say few weeks ago during a live video that you were hoping for a baby with her?” “I was happy trying to have a baby with my girlfriend but it never happened, and now we aren’t together anymore, she comes at me with the news of a baby, so pardon me if I’m still trying to process it.” My breath hitched at his response, while the paparazzi went even more frantic at him. “Are you saying that you and Ms. Stephanie are no longer a couple?” Ryan moved his gaze back to me. “I said what I said. Stephanie and I ended our relationship weeks ago.” SEND GIFT