Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After
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Before, Anne had been determined to ensure that her daughter Bella could have breast milk, so she persisted in expressing milk every day.
However, now that Bella was being held by Dante, Anne’s milk supply had dried up from anger.
Anne mentioned she had something to discuss with her.
Meryl thought, given her current state of mind, it would be good to talk to her best friend.
Meryl entered the room and found only Anne inside, feeling a bit odd.
“Where’s Yancey? Why isn’t he home?”
Anne replied, “Lately, Yancey has been leaving early and returning late.”
It was summer break, and there were no classes at school.
Young boys naturally had their social lives, so Anne didn’t pry too much.
Anne wrapped her arm around Meryl and whispered, “I plan to sneak into the Paltrow Manor tonight and steal Bella back!”
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Meryl was taken aback. “Steal her?”
Anne nodded seriously. “I’ve inquired. Dante won’t be home tonight, and I’m very familiar with the Paltrow Manor. I even know the door code…”
Meryl felt it was not quite right, saying, “Why not have a good talk with Dante? I don’t think he’s unreasonable.”
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Anne said, “We talked about it at Bella’s one–month celebration already.”
“If he was willing to give Bella to me, he would have done so long ago. Why delay until now?”
“Meryl, just wait for me at home! I’ll bring the child back soon!”
With that, Anne hurried out the door.
Meryl’s mind was a bit chaotic. By the time she reacted, Anne had already dashed out.
She sat in the living room, and about twenty minutes later, when Anne hadn’t returned, Yancey came in.
The living room was dimly lit. Yancey tiptoed in, thinking Anne was asleep and no one was in the living room.
He furtively hid something under the shoe rack and then grabbed his pajamas, heading to the bathroom.
Soon, the bathroom light turned on, and Meryl stood up from the sofa, walked to the shoe rack, and glanced at what Yancey had brought back.
It was a brand–name handbag worth around 50 thousand dollars.
She suddenly understood.
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Anne had mentioned that Yancey had been leaving early and returning late recently. It turned out he hadn’t been hanging out with friends but secretly working outside to buy a gift for Anne.
Meryl lowered her gaze.
Yancey probably didn’t know that Anne had long stopped carrying such entry–level luxury handbags.
In the bathroom, Yancey heard a noise outside, turned on the light, and came out.
At the sight of Meryl, Yancey’s face showed a trace of surprise. “Why are you here? Where’s Anne?”
“She went out.”
Yancey’s face was still dirty with mud, and his nails were filthy.
Meryl asked, “Where do you work?”
Yancey was startled.
Anne’s personality was quite straightforward, and she hadn’t noticed anything for so long.
But he hadn’t expected Meryl to figure it out at a glance.
Yancey whispered, “I’m tutoring.”
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Meryl frowned slightly, “Tutoring can make you look like this?”
“I tutor during the day, and at night I work overtime at a construction site. That way, I can earn more,” Yancey explained.
“All just to buy that handbag you hid outside?” Meryl asked.
Yancey nodded and then urged, “Meryl, please don’t tell her, okay? This is a surprise I prepared for her.”
Meryl felt a mix of emotions.
She couldn’t bear to tell Yancey that Anne had stopped carrying such entry–level luxury items back in her school days.
Any random accessory in her wardrobe might cost more than that.
Even if Anne received this gift, she probably wouldn’t be too thrilled.
Evidently, the fifty–thousand–dollar bag was all Yancey could muster for Anne, given his humble background.
Meryl hesitated to dampen his enthusiasm—after all, it was a heartfelt gesture from Yancey.
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“Is construction work tough?” Meryl inquired.
Yancey nodded, then shook his head.
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“Using my own hands to buy her a gift? I’m thrilled. Every movement I made on that site, I thought of her, and that gave me the drive. So, no, it wasn’t tough at all.”
Late at night, in the Paltrow Manor, Anne tiptoed in.
She moved cautiously, careful not to stir a sound.
In the dimness of the living room, she heard an unmistakable sound: Bella’s muffled cries.
Anne’s heart melted.
“That’s my Bella!”
“Why is she crying?”
“Did the nanny not tend to her properly?”
As she moved closer to the source of the cries, her nerves frayed.
Reaching the door, Anne gripped the handle and turned it.
What she saw next confounded her: Dante, who should have been out, was there, cradling Bella in his arms.
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He was actually soothing the baby!
This sight took Anne aback. Dante, the pampered playboy, nurturing a child?
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The contrast was too stark; it momentarily erased her original purpose.
Their eyes met, and Dante showed no surprise at her presence, as if he’d anticipated her arrival.
“Want to hold Bella?”
He rose and approached.
Anne’s gaze locked onto the child’s face, unable to look away.
As Bella nestled into her mother’s arms, the crying ceased.
Bella snuggled against Anne’s chest, closing her eyes.
This was her daughter–delicate and precious, having grown so much from her newborn days.
Anne’s heart ached with emotion, her eyes brimming.
“She’s hungry.” Dante noted when Anne stood there, unmoving while Bella nuzzled her chest.
“She wants to nurse.”
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Anne blinked, bewildered.
Unfamiliar with infant needs, she hesitated.
Seeing Dante’s more adept hold, Anne surmised he’d spent considerable time with Bella of late.
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Anne sat down, ready to untie her blouse to nurse, but casting a glance at Dante, frowned, “Leave!”
Dante scoffed, “This is my room. Why should I go? Besides, there’s nothing new I haven’t seen.”
“You… jerk!”
Despite her words, Dante stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Amidst the sound of running water, Anne assumed he was showering, unlikely to emerge soon.
She undid her blouse, reassured, and began nursing Bella.
The baby was content, her tiny form soft and pink, her little mouth sipping, melting Anne’s heart.
Noticeably, the room was filled with an array of baby essentials.
“But this is our bridal suite… so… Dante has been taking care of Bella himself all this time?”
Anne was stunned. “No wonder Dante looked so exhausted when I saw him.”
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Bella, eyes shut, kept nursing, while Anne considered sneaking away with her unnoticed.
But Dante seemed determined to ruin her escape plan. After barely five minutes in the bathroom, he came out with his shirt off.
Anne frowned and hastily adjusted her clothes.
Dante appeared oblivious to her movements, passing by without a glance.
“Coming in the dead of night, and not even a word? Anne, I could’ve prepared a midnight snack for you to sample my cooking.”
Just out of the shower, Dante’s hair was still damp, droplets lazily dripping down his chiseled face, tracing the contours of his chest before disappearing into his muscular physique.
Talk about a walking aphrodisiac.
Anne barely glanced.
Clutching Bella tightly, she declared, “Dante, just so you know, I’m taking the baby with me tonight.”
With that, she stood up.
Dante’s gaze fell on the infant, his expression swiftly hardening.
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“Bella’s spitting up!”
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Anne looked down, witnessing the little one’s milk–stained lips and vacant gaze, her heart racing.
Unprepared for such a situation, Anne panicked. “Oh my God! What do I do?”
Dante swiftly took Bella, positioning her upright on his shoulder. Gently patting her back, Bella belched.
Her tiny head nestled against Dante’s shoulder, her chubby cheeks utterly endearing.
“After feeding, you gotta hold her upright and burp her. Babies have delicate stomachs, or they might choke.”
Anne was bewildered; she hadn’t expected Dante to be so adept with infants.
“Anne, it’s not that I don’t want to give you the baby. You’re careless, can’t even take care of yourself, how will you look after our daughter?”
Dante shifted Bella to the crib, and the little one promptly closed her eyes and drifted off.
“Why not stay the night and give it a try yourself?”