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Pure Friendship? Then why’s the baby his? Enjoy your cells, soulmates!

Honest 136

Author: NovelDrama.Org
updatedAt: 2025-11-17

I woke up to the smell of something incredible.]

Opening my door, I found the dining room set with an borate brunch spread–beautifully ted dishes that clearly came from Magnolia’s.]

My mother–inw’s ce.]

Her private brunch café.[]

The estate’s housekeeper bowed respectfully before leaving, “Mrs. ckthorne, the young master had this prepared and brought over for you.“[]

I looked at the table–all dishes I’d shown extra appreciation for in front of my mother–inw.

By then, the guest bedroom door opened.]]

Ryder looked confused for a moment, then gradually focused when he saw me.[]

“Babe, got you special breakfast–all your favorites, right?“]

“Last night… you know I was wasted, said and did stupid shit that didn’te from my heart.“[]

“Don’t… don’t be mad.“]

He put on his most apologetic smile.

I stirred my coffee, creating soft clinking sounds with the spoon against cup.[]

His smile stiffened.]

The housekeeper timely served him a bowl, “Young master, your mother is still hoping you’ll bothe home.“]

Ryder exhaled softly.

“This time I really crossed the line. I’ll learn from this whole Wren situation and never let her get out of hand again, okay?“[]

He ced a sugar cube into my cup.

“I’m sorry.”

“Babe, at least acknowledge that I’m trying here…“[]

I set down my spoon.]

Cut straight to the point: “Are we still going to the estate or not?“]

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!“]

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I lowered my head and ate my breakfast, lost in thought.[]

Last night’s mess at the police station meant my mother–inw definitely had to pull strings to get Ryder out.[]

Whether my report was true or false didn’t matter.[]

She’d never tolerate anything that could create negative publicity for the ckthorne name.]

As for our marriage… I figured her attitude was probably: happiness is idealb, /bbut if things get messy, just cover it up and keep it from blowing up.

After all, that’s how most people in their circle handle things.]

Sure enough, when we arrived the family estate, my mother–inw acted like yesterday never happened, greeting me with a warm smile.

“Jessa’s here! Your father and I have been waiting forever.“]]

With that, she immediately smacked her son upside the head.]

“You little shit! Yesterday you said you’d bring Jessa home for dinner, then had the nerve to say we wouldn’t get along.“[]

“What the hell was that about?!“[]

“If you made Jessa unhappy, I’ll beat your

ass!”

With that outburst, she cut off any chance I might have had to call out Ryder myself.[]

Then she pulled me affectionately to the couch, opening an ornate wooden box.]

“Jessa, look what I found at an auction the other day. I thought it would be perfect on you.‘

A Bulgari bracelet, encrusted with diamonds and colorful gemstones.]].

Obviously worth a fortune.]

I was contemting silently when suddenly there wasmotion at the front door.

Wren Carter bounced in carrying a Maltese, grinning ear to ear.[]

b“/bRyder! You came home today!”

“I wondered whose car I saw in the driveway.“]

“So not cool that you didn’t tell the crew you wereing back. When did you get so stingy? Even after getting hurt, I didn’te crying to you~~“]

She fake–poutedb, /bsetting down the dog before immediately making a grab for his crotch.]

The moment the little dog hit the ground, it went nuts, running around like crazy. Then something spooked it and it charged straight for the coffee table –

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b“/bCRASH-b” /b

A half–full coffee cup fell down and smashed onto the his head.]

Hearing the poor thing whimpered, Wren’s expression instantly changed.]]

She rushed over and scooped up the dog, tears streaming down her face, “Jessa, you can’t even tolerate a dog?!“]

“This is Ryder’s home, not yours.“[]

“Even if you hate me, you don’t have to…“]]

Before she could finish her performance, my mother–inw’s face hardened, “I threw that cup at your dog.“]

Wren froze, her half–fallen tears suspended on her cheeks, “Mrs… Mrs. Hawthorne…?“[]

My mother–inw raised her voice.

“Who let this dog into my house?! Didn’t anyone tell you I’m allergic to dog hair?!“[]

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