Apocalypse: Last Traveler - Chapter 329 - 310: Slap! Slap!

Olivia Thompson thought she had it all — a thriving career as a fashion designer in Beverly Hills and the man she dreamed of building a family with. But her world shattered the night she caught her fiancé in bed with her best friend. Broken and lost, she drowned her pain in alcohol… until a stranger’s arms pulled her from danger. Gabriel Harris — the young, untouchable billionaire every woman desired. One night of passion with him changed everything.A month later, Olivia discovered she was pregnant. Determined to start fresh, she built a new life away from heartbreak, raising her son in secret. But five years later, fate brought her back to Beverly Hills and straight into Gabriel’s path. Only now, he wasn’t just the man she once gave herself to… he was her soon-to-be stepbrother.Caught between her mother’s happiness, Gabriel’s relentless pursuit, and the secret of their child, Olivia finds herself tangled in a forbidden love that could destroy everything. When jealousy turns deadly and the truth explodes into the public eye, Olivia must decide if risking her heart and her future for Gabriel is worth losing it all.

In the last life, Movie Emperor Yu listened to the company and listened to his manager in order not to expose his sexual orientation. Until his death, he never had a relationship.

“Su Xiaomeng, about that night—”One sentence from Yin Shixiu and her world tilts.He’s her best friend’s thirty-two-year-old uncle, a man whose name opens every door in the city, and the last person she wants to tangle with.“Uncle, look—you weren’t thinking straight and I was blackout drunk. Let’s just pretend it never happened, okay?”“…Fine.”Three months later he discovers—via an excited niece—that Su Xiaomeng is pregnant.“The moment the baby’s born, you let me leave. No more hounding me!”“…Fine.”He signs the marriage contract she writes herself.“Uncle, I need spicy hot pot at midnight…”“…Fine.”He’s out the door in the snow, gathering ingredients until his fingers turn blue.“Uncle, I’m scared. He’s kicking so hard—it hurts…”“Alright, alright—no more babies after this.”On the eve of delivery, he strokes her back, whispering promises until her breathing steadies.