Step aside, Uncle Pride：Your Nephew is My Next Man - Chapter 4: Chapter 4
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I made myself some ramen and went back to my room.
Walking past Leilani's room, I heard soft music playing inside.
Wyatt was gently rubbing Leilani's belly, his eyes full of love—like he was the baby's real father.
"Is baby hungry? Daddy's gonna make mommy's favorite seafood soup, okay?"
Right. Leilani gets homemade seafood soup, I only deserve instant noodles.
I pushed down the bitter taste in my throat and went to pack my stuff.
Half an hour later, I was dragging my suitcase to the stairs when Leilani came out of her room.
She waddled over with her pregnant belly, looking smug as hell.
"Yeah, I know you're Wyatt's little girlfriend. Big deal. He's in love with me, and he's ready to be this baby's daddy."
"You? You're just some cheap little toy he grabbed to fill the void after our divorce."
Then Leilani's face lit up like she'd just remembered something hilarious.
"Oh, you probably think Wyatt got snipped for you, right?"
I whipped my head around to stare at her.
Leilani lifted her chin with pure satisfaction.
"When we got divorced, he got the vasectomy to prove how loyal he was to me."
I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.
So all that bullshit about not wanting me to be in pain, getting snipped for me—complete lies.
Every single thing I thought proved his love was fake.
Wyatt, what the hell about us was ever real?
You fucking lying old asshole!!
I was furious and just wanted to get the hell out of there.
Right then, Wyatt walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron.
I could smell the rich seafood soup mixed with the lingering scent of my ramen.
Suddenly Leilani started yelling.
"Wyatt said I could live here! What gives you the right to throw me out?"
She grabbed my arm, and pulled me backward with her as we both went tumbling down the stairs from the second floor.
Leilani was clutching her stomach in agony, cold sweat beading on her forehead as blood pooled between her legs.
"Oh... it hurts!"
"Leilani!"
Wyatt's face went white as he rushed over.
Then—CRACK—his hand flew across my face with brutal force.
The impact sent my head slamming into the edge of the stairs, blood streaming down as my ears started ringing.
Wyatt carefully scooped Leilani into his arms, looking at me with pure disgust.
"Sadie, if anything happens to Leilani or that baby, I'll fucking destroy you!"
Then he was gone, carrying her out the door.
I lay there for what felt like forever before I could even sit up.
My ankle was twisted, blood was still trickling from my head, and everything hurt.
I grabbed my suitcase and limped toward the door.
When I opened it, the man standing outside took one look at me and his face crumpled with concern.
"Sadie? what did he do to you?"
I let out a shaky laugh. "Guess falling for the wrong guy comes with a price."
He swept me up in his arms with one hand, grabbing my suitcase with the other.
"Then pick again. This time you won't get it wrong."
I buried my face in his shoulder. "Yeah."
At the hospital.
Wyatt was pacing outside the delivery room, listening to Leilani's screams echoing through the halls.
That's when his mom called.
"Wyatt, honey, your nephew Waylon's back in town. Can you make it for dinner tonight? The whole family should be together."
Walking past Leilani's room, I heard soft music playing inside.
Wyatt was gently rubbing Leilani's belly, his eyes full of love—like he was the baby's real father.
"Is baby hungry? Daddy's gonna make mommy's favorite seafood soup, okay?"
Right. Leilani gets homemade seafood soup, I only deserve instant noodles.
I pushed down the bitter taste in my throat and went to pack my stuff.
Half an hour later, I was dragging my suitcase to the stairs when Leilani came out of her room.
She waddled over with her pregnant belly, looking smug as hell.
"Yeah, I know you're Wyatt's little girlfriend. Big deal. He's in love with me, and he's ready to be this baby's daddy."
"You? You're just some cheap little toy he grabbed to fill the void after our divorce."
Then Leilani's face lit up like she'd just remembered something hilarious.
"Oh, you probably think Wyatt got snipped for you, right?"
I whipped my head around to stare at her.
Leilani lifted her chin with pure satisfaction.
"When we got divorced, he got the vasectomy to prove how loyal he was to me."
I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.
So all that bullshit about not wanting me to be in pain, getting snipped for me—complete lies.
Every single thing I thought proved his love was fake.
Wyatt, what the hell about us was ever real?
You fucking lying old asshole!!
I was furious and just wanted to get the hell out of there.
Right then, Wyatt walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron.
I could smell the rich seafood soup mixed with the lingering scent of my ramen.
Suddenly Leilani started yelling.
"Wyatt said I could live here! What gives you the right to throw me out?"
She grabbed my arm, and pulled me backward with her as we both went tumbling down the stairs from the second floor.
Leilani was clutching her stomach in agony, cold sweat beading on her forehead as blood pooled between her legs.
"Oh... it hurts!"
"Leilani!"
Wyatt's face went white as he rushed over.
Then—CRACK—his hand flew across my face with brutal force.
The impact sent my head slamming into the edge of the stairs, blood streaming down as my ears started ringing.
Wyatt carefully scooped Leilani into his arms, looking at me with pure disgust.
"Sadie, if anything happens to Leilani or that baby, I'll fucking destroy you!"
Then he was gone, carrying her out the door.
I lay there for what felt like forever before I could even sit up.
My ankle was twisted, blood was still trickling from my head, and everything hurt.
I grabbed my suitcase and limped toward the door.
When I opened it, the man standing outside took one look at me and his face crumpled with concern.
"Sadie? what did he do to you?"
I let out a shaky laugh. "Guess falling for the wrong guy comes with a price."
He swept me up in his arms with one hand, grabbing my suitcase with the other.
"Then pick again. This time you won't get it wrong."
I buried my face in his shoulder. "Yeah."
At the hospital.
Wyatt was pacing outside the delivery room, listening to Leilani's screams echoing through the halls.
That's when his mom called.
"Wyatt, honey, your nephew Waylon's back in town. Can you make it for dinner tonight? The whole family should be together."
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