Waking up with my nemesis baby novel Chapter 1
Chapter 1
“Officer, I wanna report a scam! This kid won’t stop following me, insisting I’m his mother!”
“Officer, my mom’s lost her mind. She keeps calling me a scammer.”
At the police station, the officer stared at the woman and the boy before him, totally confused.
“So, you’re saying she’s your mother,” he said to the boy, then turned to the woman, “and you’re saying you are not. Correct?”
Both nodded in earnest unison.
Ten minutes earlier, Madeleine Mosley had woken up to find herself lying on the pavement. A boy was beside her, carefully pouring a can of Coke into her mouth.
Figuring she must’ve fainted from low blood sugar, she said, “Thanks, kiddo.”
To her surprise, the boy stared back in fright.
“Mommy, did you injure your head in the fall?”
Mommy?!
Madeleine froze, her eyes wide in shock.
She was only eighteen—a college student in the prime of her life. She had never even been in a relationship. How could she possibly have a child?
If her mother found out, she’d be kicked out of the house overnight.
And this kid was such a pro! He didn’t look like he was lying at all. Scammers were getting more and more cunning.
She’d seen news reports about trafficking gangs using children as bait to kidnap female college students.
This must be one of those cases.
But no matter how she tried, she couldn’t shake the boy off.
He followed her stubbornly, like a shadow.
She had no choice but to head straight for the police station.
“What’s your name?”
“Madeleine Mosley.”
“Age?”
“Eighteen.”
“E-Eighteen?”
The police officer stopped taking Madeleine’s statement and looked up, giving her a once-over.
Every item she wore was from a major brand. With her striking features and remarkable temperament, she exuded feminine charm.
She didn’t look eighteen at all.
He then turned his attention to the little boy.
“Your name?”
“Kevin Livingston.”
“Age?”
“Four and a half.”
Hearing his answer, Madeleine glanced up at him, pursing her lips.
This boy shared the surname with Roderick. Were they related?
And, come to think of it, the resemblance between them was uncanny—especially the eyes. He was basically the mini version of Roderick.
A bold idea struck her. After all her years of butting heads with Roderick, this had to be another one of his elaborate tricks to mess with her.
“Officer, I—”
“Ssh.”
The officer gestured, pointing out that the boy was calling his father on his phone.
Soon, the call connected.
“Daddy,” Kevin said, his voice dripping with innocence, “could you come to the police station to pick up Mommy and me?
“No. Mommy didn’t hurt me.
“She didn’t hurt anyone else either. Come over.”
Madeleine couldn’t believe her ears.
What did he mean by she didn’t hurt him or anyone else?
Of course, she didn’t.
She never resorted to violence.
Then again, if it was Roderick, she might punch him in the face.
Since the kid was calling his father to come over, fine.
She couldn’t wait to find out which relative of Roderick’s it was.
About fifteen minutes later, someone entered the station. Madeleine instinctively turned, and her gaze landed on a pair of long, slender legs.
Well, this guy certainly had a fine physique—tall, with excellent proportions, and a face that was…
She froze.
A face that was identical to Roderick’s?!
What the hell?
No, that wasn’t quite right. The man in front of her was taller, leaner, and more mature.
Most of all, it was his demeanor—he seemed far colder than Roderick ever was, carrying an aura of frost that made him seem like a walking glacier.
“Daddy.”
Kevin, who had been sitting on the bench next to Madeleine, jumped down and ran over.
“Mommy doesn’t remember me,” he looked up at the man and said.
Roderick Livingston frowned, his cold, indifferent gaze falling upon Madeleine.
What stunt was she pulling this time?
Madeleine was still in a daze while Roderick stopped in front of her.
Looking at his face, identical to Roderick’s, she finally couldn’t help but ask, “Sir, who are you?”
Roderick’s face fell, his voice dropping to a dangerous chill.
“Madeleine, are you done yet?”
Damn! Even his voice was exactly like Roderick’s.
A wave of dizziness washed over her.
She asked, her voice trembling, “What year is it?”
“2025.”
Madeleine widened her eyes in disbelief.
She was in 2017 … wasn’t she?
So she had traveled through time?!
Her future self had married her sworn enemy and even had a son with him!
Having read so many web-novels, she recognized this as a rather likely trope.
But … how could this be?
When her parents tried to set her up with Roderick, she had announced, “Not a chance. Not even when he’s the last man on earth. I’d rather marry a dog.”
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
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