My Runaway Groom Came Back I Became His Aunt! novel Chapter 49

Chapter 6

When I heard those words, a surge of bile and sharp, jagged irony rose in my throat.

What was he talking about, our child?

Memories surged like a crashing tide, threatening to drown me.

Back then, when I fell from the balcony, I had indeed been pregnant with his baby.

That tiny life had been my last piece of hope, the single thread of light in a bottomless darkness.

But while I lay unconscious for three days, that child slipped away, along with the final shred of my illusions about him.

That was why I signed the divorce papers without hesitation.

As for Maggie, she was undeniably mine and Chance’s daughter. I still remembered the day of my mother’s funeral. The

entire world looked gray.

I clung to her casket while the sobs and condolences around me felt distant, muffled, as though coming through layers of

fog.

In that moment, I felt like I had already died. All I could think about was joining her once it was over.

But when I walked out of the cemetery, unsteady on my feet, I stumbled straight into a warm, solid chest.

It was Chance. He, too, had just buried the only family he had left in the world.

He saw immediately what I intended to do, and instead of lecturing me, he made a quiet joke, “What a coincidence. Looks

like we’re both orphans now.”

‘How about… we become each other’s family?”

The moment those words left his lips, the dam burst. I collapsed into him, my grief a physical weight.

It was the first time after losing my mother and my baby that someone reminded me I wasn’t alone.

In the days that followed, he held me like I was something precious, telling me I was the last gift his father left him. Bit

by bit, he pulled me out of the abyss with all the strength he had.

I fell in love with him before I even realized it. Within half a year, I became pregnant with Maggle.

To protect us, he kept our lives extremely private. If Deacon hadn’t followed me today, none of this would have been

exposed.

Before I could speak, Chance shoved Deacon back several feet. ‘Deacon, Maggle is mine and Nina’s daughter.”

Deacon stared at me, disbelief twisting his face. “That’s impossible…”

He murmured it over and over, voice raw. Impossible? Did he really think I was still the same woman who lived and

breathed for him?

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Did he really believe I could never love anyone else? Did he truly imagine Maggie belonged to him? How enormous his

ego was.

Chance’s expression turned deadly. “Deacon, if you don’t leave right now, I won’t guarantee your family will still exist

tomorrow.”

Deacon’s body swayed. His eyes stayed riveted on me.

But in the end, with Chance’s icy stare bearing down on him, he clenched his jaw, turned, and walked away. Kristen

hurried after him, only to have her hand slapped aside.

“Don’t touch me.” His voice was sharp and cold.

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