Chapter 41Reyna's POV:I had not said a word since I woke up. I just laid on my bed, staring into space, wondering how everything had gone so horribly wrong. From finally finding some peace with Alex to this sudden chaos. How did it all go out of control? How did we get from building a happy life together to Chloe being pregnant with Alex’s child? And why is it always her? Chloe, Chloe, Chloe. It’s as if she’s destined to show up just to shatter everything I try to build.Last time, it was Chloe who broke us apart. And here we are again, standing at the edge of destruction, courtesy of the same woman.But how could I forget? Chloe had also made it seem like I was the one who had an affair with Alex's father. She didn't just ruin my relationship. She ruined me, and I lost three whole years of my life because of her lies.So what if she’s bluffing now? What if she isn't actually pregnant? Or maybe she is, but it isn’t Alex’s child. Or maybe, terrifyingly, it is. And she’s just here to
Chapter 42Reyna's POV:I watched silently from the kitchen doorway as Chloe and Alex sat on the couch, discussing baby names. Chloe's hand casually rested on Alex's arm, her laughter annoyingly soft, and for a moment, I questioned if I was even standing there. Did they not see me? Or was I now invisible in my own home?Chloe had agreed to stay without much fuss when Alex brought her in, but deep down, I knew better. She wasn’t just here to have a child — she was here for Alex. I could see it in her eyes every time she looked at him, the same way she used to look at him years ago.It had only been three days since she moved in, and yet, somehow, Alex was spending more time with her than with me. At first, I brushed it off. He was just being responsible, I told myself. He didn’t want to abandon his child, and neither did I expect him to. But soon, I started noticing things.Late-night talks in the living room while I sat upstairs, pretending to read. Shared meals where Chloe made sure
Chapter 43Reyna's POV:I could hardly believe it when Alex rushed out of the house to take Chloe to the hospital. Despite everything that had happened, despite the storm Chloe had brought into our lives, Alex still cared enough to ensure her and the baby's safety. And I... I was the one behind the wheel, driving them there like a chauffeur.Alex sat at the back seat with Chloe, who kept making exaggerated moaning sounds, resting her head on his shoulder like they were some picture-perfect couple. I gripped the steering wheel tighter than I should, struggling to keep my composure. My heart was pounding, but I forced myself to stay calm. This wasn’t the time for petty jealousy or anger. I had to be mature, or at least pretend to be.When we arrived, nurses were already waiting with a wheelchair, rushing to Chloe's side like she was royalty. Alex stayed glued to her, holding her hand, brushing strands of her hair off her sweaty face while I stood back, invisible in the chaos. As they wh
Chapter 44Alex's POV:I didn’t hesitate as I stormed through the hallway, my pulse hammering in my ears. Every step I took toward Chloe’s room felt like I was walking through a furnace. When I pushed the door open with a loud bang, Chloe shot up from her bed, eyes wide, like a deer caught in headlights.“Alex? W-what’s wrong?” She stammered, scrambling to her feet.Reyna slipped in behind me quietly, but my focus was solely on Chloe. I strode toward her, grabbed her by the arm, and yanked her up with such force that she gasped.“You tell me!” I snapped. “What the hell is going on?”Chloe’s eyes darted from me to Reyna and back. “I-I don’t understand. You’re scaring me.”“Don’t play dumb with me, Chloe,” I growled. “Who’s the father of your child?”“I told you—it’s yours!” She screamed, trembling.“Liar!” I bellowed. “Say the truth, or I swear to God, I’ll strangle you with my bare hands!”Her legs buckled, and she collapsed back onto the bed. Tears welled in her eyes as she clutched
Chapter 45 Alex's POV:The next few days had been surprisingly calm, too calm, given the storm Chloe had stirred. I didn't trust the silence. Not after throwing her out and learning of her assassination attempt. Earlier today, Reyna had gone to the flower shop early that morning while I stayed behind to finish some paperwork. As I was about to head out to the office, my phone buzzed. It was the security I had secretly assigned to Reyna."Sir, we have reason to believe there's a threat against Miss Reyna."My heart plummeted. "What kind of threat?""A man has been following her since she left the house. We suspect another assassination attempt.”I didn’t need to hear more. Grabbing my keys, I sprinted to my car.The drive to the flower shop felt endless. Reyna. My Reyna was in danger, and I couldn’t afford to lose her.I arrived just in time. As I parked across the street, I saw Reyna stepping out of the shop, a small bouquet in her hand. The man following her was already moving fast
Chapter 46As Alexander helped me into the car, he placed his hand protectively on my lower back. Today was my first official prenatal appointment, and despite the excitement, I couldn't shake the nerves twisting in my stomach.The hospital smelled of antiseptic and fresh linens as we entered, my fingers gripping Alexander’s tightly. After a short wait, we were ushered into the doctor’s office. Dr. Miranda, a middle-aged woman with a wide smile, greeted us and gestured for me to take a seat.After flipping through my file, she looked up. "First of all, congratulations," Dr. Miranda said, pushing her glasses higher up her nose. "You're one month along, which means this is a crucial time to be careful with your health. I’ll give you a list of foods to avoid, including raw fish, unpasteurized dairy, and too much caffeine. Alexander straightened, his grip on my hand tightening slightly. "Anything else?"Dr. Miranda chuckled. "I see you’re already protective, Mr. Cage. That’s good. First,
Chapter 47Alex’s POV:The sound of my phone ringing cut through the silence and jerked me out of sleep. My brows furrowed, as my hand sluggish from exhaustion, reached for the device on the nightstand. Who the hell is calling this early?“Yeah?” I answered.“Mr. Cage,” A stern voice crackled through the speaker. “This is Officer Matthews from the NYPD. Chloe Bennett escaped from prison last night.”The words punched the sleep right out of me. My body stiffened, and my fingers tightened around the phone. “What?”“She broke out around 9:15 p.m. We’re currently tracking her down, and we assure you, she won’t be free for long.”How the hell did Chloe escape under the watch of several officers? Wasn’t she in maximum security? And more than that—how did a pregnant woman manage to pull off a prison break?But then it hit me.She wasn’t pregnant anymore.She lost the baby months ago.The realization sent shivers down my spine. I exhaled sharply, gripping the phone. “Find her. I don’t care w
Chapter 48Alex's POV:An idea flashed across my mind, as I grabbed my keys, dialed the police officer, and sprinted out of the house.The car roared to life as the officer picked up."I'm so sorry, sir," He said immediately. "We still haven’t tracked Chloe’s location."I gritted my teeth, steering out onto the road. "Forget about that.”The officer's silence stretched for a second before he asked, "Your wife—has she returned home?”"No," I snapped. "Chloe just called and threatened to kill my wife if I don’t marry her in twenty-four hours.”He stayed silent for a few seconds, then he said b"I have a plan. Just come over.""I'm on my way," I said and ended the call.As I sped out of the house, my hands were locked around the steering wheel, and my thoughts were a mess. Hold on, Reyna. Just hold on.When I arrived at the station, the officers were already waiting for me,. Inside, a small team was gathered around a laptop, various tracking devices set up."We have an idea," Officer Mat
Morgana's POV I never ever thought that I'll see Mary Anne again, who now says she goes by the name Gabriella. Ella for short. She was my best friend when I was in the secondary boarding school. She always had my back then when I was been bullied. She was the only one who stood by me and was my friend then. When we graduated secondary school, we parted ways. She gave me her contact then, but with the parents I had, they did not allow me to have any contact with the outside world. They didn't allow us to have cell phones in the school then, and trust my frigent parents to go by the rules so well. “It's so good to see you again.” I said to her, as we sat at the bar. This particular bar area was a little better than the rest, because the noise reduced. Not drastically, but enough to hear what we are saying without straining our ears. “Yeah. I was not the one that bailed on our friendship though. I totally expected you to call me. But you didn't. And it was as if you vanished into thi
Morgana's POV The days that followed were the best days of my life. I won't even lie about that. I never thought I'd feel so much joy with a man given my past experience. But here I was, loving every moment I had with him. He's given me experiences that I never imagined I'd get to enjoy. He made me feel special and has successfully reeled me into his web. Not that I'm complaining. I'm having the best time of my life here and it's all because of him. And I think I was falling in love with my husband. Normal people fall in love first, have a relationship, then continue to marriage if compatible. Clearly not us though. We got the whole thing wrong. I think I did. I can't say from his side. The only part where he had revealed his feelings to me was that night when he told me how he felt. But, he did not emphatically tell me that he was in love with me. And let's be candid, if he'd told me then, I might have run for the hills. I would not have known how to deal with the situation. I
Xavier's POV Holding a very exhausted Noah in my arms , I used my left hand to swipe the card on the lock and the door opened. Slipping into the suite, I saw Morgana curled up on the couch, sleeping. It was as if she was waiting for us to arrive. One glance at the laptop I saw in front of her, it didn't take anything for me to know that she was working before I came in. Probably slept off. I could bet anything right now that she didn't order anything to eat. I gently walked towards his room and placed him on the bed. He rolled on his side as murmured inaudibly. But I caught on to something he said. “Thank you daddy.” He said, his eyes still closed, obviously asleep. My heart swelled so much that I thought it would burst out. He wasn't even awake and he's pulling in my non existent heart strings. Well, his mother has been doing that for a while now. I kissed the top of his head and stepped out. I've watched the kid grow up and I've come to fall in love with him. Whatever it is th
Morgana's POV Italy is hot. Like, I knew I checked for the weather they had right now before I packed my bags. And I used that as a template to pack clothes. But right now, I could not have been more wrong. The place was like hell. Hot like that. “I think I'll go shopping again.” I said. “Why?” My husband asked and I sighed. “The clothes I brought along do not fit the summer they have here. This place is hot. I cannot imagine wearing these clothes everyday here. I'd fry.” I said, picking out the clothes and tucking them back into the traveling box. Getting to the hotel, I knew Xav would do the most and I was not entirely shocked at how extravagant it was. I was just surprised at the beauty. It was an old money kind of hotel. And then again, it was a resort so it kind of had everything. He got us a whole presidential suite and everything is as though made for the president. It screamed money. When I asked him how much everything cost, he jokingly asked if I wanted to pay for i
Morgana's POV I looked at the boxes that have been packed to go. They stayed in the middle of the sitting room. Noah was running around happily and giddily. Immediately I told him we were leaving the house, the excitement he had was over the roof. He's been jumpy ever since I told him about it. And it made me a little sad. Thinking of the life he could have but he was not stuck in the house homeschooling. This has made me think that maybe I'd reconsider him going out. And starting with this vacation. After he's done, he'd start going to school like kids his normal age, so he'd be able to relate well with them. The regret I used to feel anytime he threw tantrums about going out and I scolded him is always over the top. “You ready, wife?” Xav asked and I blushed. Hard. He's made it his mission this past few days to make me blush. I've been always nervous and also giddy around him. “Yup.” I popped the p and called out to Noah. “Hey baby, come on. Let's go.” I motioned for him with
Xavier's POV As soon as I stepped into the house, I could feel the tension. There was something that's going on right now. Or something went down here. The manor was always silent most of the days. When my parents were still alive, the place would always bustle. There was always life inside. If there was no party today, there'd be a dinner tomorrow in which they invited all of their friends. They were always doing one thing or another. I ohkd not wrap my head around the fact that then. But, it was fun. Especially since I was a child then. Since Morgana came in, the house has become calm. Not like the feeling of graveyard it almost always had. It was just calm and homey. The reason I didn't always stay in my apartment in the city was because of my grandpa. He had frankly refused to leave the house. I know he had memories here. But staying with all that bitterness and regret would hurt him. I don't know how he's still alive until now. Given that he blamed himself for the death of m
Morgana's POV I stormed into the house funing and angrily mad. This has to come to an end today. Even if it's not the end, I must see to it that the person behind disclosing the identity of my son is exposed. That was one of the things I had dreaded. I don't know what will happen now that Simon already knows about it. But, I've been a little calm since he left my office. The realization that I was not alone after all resonated within me and I've been conscious of that fact and I like that. It made me feel at peace. But then, whoever the mole in my house is, must leave today. Dropping my bag on the couch, I rang for the bell that was supposed to call for them. Soon enough, they started coming in. And there were about five of them. “Good evening, Miss. Is there a reason why you have called us all here at this time?” The housekeeper, who was a little older, asked. The woman looked strict. She never took rubbish or sucked up to anyone in this house since I joined. Her facial feature
Morgana's POV I'll take a break after all of this. I'm tired from inside and I'd crash soon enough. A small smile made it to my face after remembering what happened yesterday night. We did not go all the way but went far enough to give pleasure. For the first time in my whole life, I had a pleasure from a man and from my own hand. I love every moment that came along with it. How he held me and how we cuddled to sleep. I could get used to that. There was a knock on my door. “Yes?” The door opened and Sasha peered in. “Can I come in?” She asked sheepishly, hiding behind the door, I nodded. My jaw dropped as soon as she stepped in when I saw what was in her hand. I was shocked to say the least. “What the hell?” I whispered. “Why do you have something like that with you?” “A delivery clae in for you.” She smiled and dropped the ridiculously large bouquet on my table. The scent whispered through my lips and I smiled almost immediately. Knowing Xavier, he goes overboard over litera
Morgana's POV We got home later that night. Immediately I stepped into the house, I was a little guilty. I had totally forgotten about Noah who was home alone with the maids. Ones I did not trust and I was planning to fish out later. And I'm sure he would have worn Grandpa Will out. I was surprised he did not call me today though. On a normal day, he would have disturbed my phone with calls if I didn't come home early. Given how silent the house was right now, he has slept. “I'll check on Noah.” I said to Xavier, trying to avoid his all looming presence. He did not say anything and I slipped away, climbing the stairs rapidly. When I got to the front of his room, I hesitated a little bit before opening the door gently. And just as I guessed, he was lying on his side sleeping peacefully. The lamp in the corner of the room is dimly lit. He's the only child I know that does not want to sleep with all the lights on. He prefers to stay in the dim light. I sat gently beside him and st