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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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#POSSESSIVE
#SWEETLOVE
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#PREGNANCY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#RICHDAUGHTER
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Nova

Chapter 162; Nova! 

The maternity ward was in chaos. 

Not from the hospital staff—they were calm and professional—but from the group of nervous, loud, and wildly overprotective people pacing the waiting room.

"Will you sit down, Callian? You're making me nervous!" Elias said, throwing his hands up. 

Eira's older brother leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed, but the smirk on his face showed his amusement at Callian's frantic pacing.

"I can't sit!" Callian snapped, running a hand through his already messy hair. 

His tie was loose, his jacket long discarded, and he looked as if he'd been dragged through a battlefield. 

"What if something goes wrong? What if she needs me and I'm out here—what if—"

"What if you calm down before you pass out?" 

Sana interrupted, rolling her eyes. 

She was sitting cross-legged on a chair, eating chips she'd somehow smuggled in.