Grandma doesnot know me then keep your hands off my villa

Chapter 4 My phone screen showed a live GPS tracker-the tiny device'd pinned to Poppy's collar last night. Through my earbuds, I could hear the conversation in the car. "Daddy, where are we going?" "To the hospital, baby. Just a little checkup. Nothing scary." "But what about Mama?" "Mama's got stuff to do. Daddy's all you need today." His voice was so sickeningly gentle. Twenty minutes later, Archer carried Poppy into the hospital lobby. On the monitor feed, I watched him hand her off to a doctor in a white coat.

The doctor smiled, patted her head, said something, then led her toward the surgical wing. The door swung shut. As Archer headed toward Felicity's room, I shut off the monitor, got out of the car, and walked into the building. I made my way to the third floor. Room 312's door was cracked open. I stopped just outside, listening. "...so Felicity, don't be scared. We'll be able to do the surgery really soon." "Really, Daddy?" Felicity's voice was bright with hope. "After the surgery, I won't hurt anymore?" "That's right. You'll be just like all the other kids. You can go to school.

Go to the playground." "And then..." Felicity's voice dropped. "After the surgery, does that mean you can stay with me and Mommy all the time? You won't have to go back to that house anymore?" My hand clenched around the doorframe so hard my nails bit into my palm. 12:39 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Keep Your Hands Off My Villa! 17.3% "I promise, sweetheart." Archer's voice was unbearably tender. "Once you're better, we'll all be together. Forever." "But Daddy... will you still want Poppy?" Felicity pressed. "Can you just have me? Just me as your only kid?" "Of course.

She's just your donor." That word hit me like a wrecking ball. I dug my nails deeper into my fist. Donor. So that's all our daughter was to him! The child I'd nearly died bringing into this world-my most recious treasure-and he saw her as nothing more than spare parts! How fucking dare he! "Mr. Hayes," a doctor's voice cut in. "The donor is prepped. We can start the procedure whenever you're ready." "Do it now." Archer didn't hesitate. "Great, I'll notify the OR-" ed the door open.

"When you say 'donor," I said slowly, staring at Archer's face as it drained of color: "You wouldn't happen to be talking about my daughter, would you?" The room went dead silent. (0) (0) 12:39 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Keep Your Hands Off My Villa! 17.7% Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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