I Swapped His Fake Gift for a Real Life novel Chapter 103

Mr. Langley snapped at the security guards. Throw these two into the Projects!”

“Since those two gold–digging trash showed up. you’ve lost your damn mind! Nearly ran our company into the ground!”

More than half a year later. I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.

The entire Hart family stayed up all night celebrating. Julian issued a press release first thing the next morning-

announcing the arrival of their precious granddaughter.

He was so obsessed with the baby, he wouldn’t even let the grandparents hold her for long.

At the baby’s one–month party. Julian walked around proudly with her in his arms like he’d just won the lottery.

I stood beside him, smiling… until I felt a familiar stare.

I turned–and saw Travis.

He looked nothing like the man I used to know. Gone was the arrogance and swagger. He was pale, hollowed out.

Beside him stood a woman in a sleek designer gown, radiating confidence. I recognized her: Veronica Kingsley, the

so–called “princess” of Wellington’s elite.

Ten years older than Travis, twice divorced, two kids in tow. And his new fiancée.

Langley Corp had collapsed under his mismanagement. The only way to survive… was to marry into money.

When Marissa saw me, she smiled–not with hostility, but curiosity. “So you’re the ex–wife? Not bad looking. But a little too soft, aren’t you? Two little side chicks gave you trouble? I’d have dumped them in a back alley and moved on.”

Travis flushed with embarrassment, his mouth twitching.

I said nothing. I simply turned and took my daughter from Julian’s arms, holding her close.

I smiled politely at Veronica. “Enjoy the food. I’m going to feed my daughter.”

Then Julian wrapped his arm around us and we walked away–our small family whole.

I didn’t hear from Travis again for a long time.

The only news that ever reached me was from a gossip channel: Former Langley CEO hospitalized after domestic dispute

with wife.

I switched the channel without a second thought.

Later that night, I walked into the nursery. Julian was

When my mom was still alive, she’d always nag me to stop staying cooped up at the Langley estate. She kept telling me

to get out, to see the world.

In the years I spent trying to be Mrs. Langley, I gave up on my dreams one by one, until there was nothing left of the girl

I reached for his hand and held it tight. Thank you

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