Waking up with my nemesis baby novel Chapter 5

“Where are you going?”

Roderick had given strict instructions to keep an eye on

Madeleine and not let her leave the villa again.

“Home,” Madeleine replied.

“Home? Do you have another home, Mrs. Livingston?” Kirsten

asked, bewildered.

“No. I mean I’m going back to my parents‘ house.”

Another home? What kind of woman did Kirsten think she was?

Kirsten thought she must have misheard. It had been so long

since Madeleine had last visited her parents.

Though thoroughly puzzled, she arranged for the driver to take

Madeleine to the Mosley’s house, repeatedly reminding him not.

to let her slip away during the journey.

She felt a profound responsibility to protect this family of three,

to guard Roderick and Kevin’s happiness.

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As she sat in the car watching the scenery pass by, a strange feeling settled over Madeleine.

“Are you sure this is the way to my parents‘ house?”

The driver straightened up immediately. “Yes, ‘Mrs. Livingston. This is the shortest route to Splendor Estates.”

Splendor Estates?

Perhaps her parents had moved. Maybe the family business had thrived over the years, and they had upgraded from their townhouse to a more luxurious gated community.

Half an hour later, the car came to a smooth stop. But

Madeleine remained seated, utterly dumbfounded.

How come her parents lived in such an ordinary–looking residential complex?

“Which building are they in?” she asked.

She felt her throat tighten.

The driver’s gaze in the rearview mirror held a trace of

contempt. He wasn’t surprised. After all, it had been years since

her last visit. Of course, she would have forgotten the address.

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“Building 3, Room 803.”

“Thank you.”

Madeleine nodded and hurried out of the car, rushing toward

her parents‘ home.

As she walked, memories of her childhood with her parents came flooding back, making her nose twitch with emotion.

She had been absent from their lives for eight years. Would they

be upset when they found out?

It was an aged community with minimal security. Soon, she

stood before their door.

After taking a few deep breaths to steady herself, she pressed

the doorbell.

“Who is it? Coming.”

It was Harold Mosley, her father.

A wave of joy surged through her, and she resolved to give him

the warmest hug.

A few seconds later, the door opened. The sight of Harold, who

had aged significantly, brought tears to her eyes.

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“Dad…”

A loud bang cut her off.

She had just reached out to hug him when the door was

slammed shut, nearly catching her hands.

She stood there, blinking in confusion.

What had just happened? Did he see her as some kind of

plague?

She immediately began pressing the doorbell repeatedly,

shouting, “Dad! Open the door! It’s me, Madeleine!”

Inside, Harold stood frozen, rooted to the spot.

Clarissa Hatfield, Madeleine’s mother, walked over from the

balcony where she had been watering the plants.

“What’s going on? Why are you standing here?”

“You won’t believe what just happened,” Harold said, his tone

graver than she had ever heard.

“Listen to who’s outside.”

As the sound of Madeleine’s voice registered, Clarissa was so

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startled that she dropped her watering can.

“What’s she doing here?”

Madeleine kept pounding on the door. Worried about the

neighbors‘ complaints, Harold and Clarissa reluctantly opened

1. it.

“Dad! Mom!”

Her eyes already red and brimming with tears, Madeleine threw herself into Harold’s arms with such force she nearly knocked

him over.

Harold looked down at her, keenly noting the nasal tone in her

greeting.

Could this really be their Madeleine?

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