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Chapter 101
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2026-11-06 06:47:21
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**Mara's POV**The morning came without sun, wrapped in a pale mist that clung to the pines outside the kitchen windows.By seven o'clock, the house was alive with running bathwater and small splashing hands upstairs. The nanny's gentle scolding drifted down the stairwell, something about Adriel turning the soap dish into a battleship while Liam calmly shampooed his toy dinosaur.The kitchen was warm and smelled of toast, scrambled eggs, and fresh coffee.Ethan leaned against the center island with a mug in his hands. He had stayed the night in the guest room after the long, quiet evening by the fire, and his driver had brought a small bag before dawn. The suit from yesterday was gone. He wore clean dark jeans and a plain gray polo with the sleeves pushed up over his forearms, and he looked steady and at home in a kitchen that had known nothing but worry for days."Toast in thirty seconds," he said, glancing over with a small smile as I tied my hair back. "The nanny says if they stay
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**Damon's POV**By midnight, the hospital had gone quiet enough that I could hear my own pulse.The clock on the corridor wall read **12:14 AM.** The ventilation hummed overhead, so low and steady that after a while it stopped sounding like a sound at all and became something pressing against the inside of my skull. A cart rattled somewhere far down the hall, then went still.Through the glass partition, Chloe lay small and motionless under a pastel blanket, the monitor above her ticking along. She looked so young. Vanessa had finally fallen asleep in the recliner beside the bed, her face gray and drained, one hand still resting on the rail as if she were afraid to let go. Eleanor had gone home with the driver an hour ago, after one last look at both of them and not a word to me.I leaned the back of my head against the cold wall and closed my eyes.My head throbbed. That glimpse of my phone in the basement, *The DNA about...*, still itched like something I couldn't scratch. I had tur
Divorced by the billionaire, pregnant with his twins Chapter 113
**Damon's POV**The basement corridor of the hospital was freezing.I pushed through the heavy metal fire door at Sub-Level 2, my damp soles squeaking on the concrete. The power plant streaming fervently. I had left Bay Three once Chloe's numbers leveled out. She was asleep, her small face peaceful under the oxygen tube, the monitor ticking along steadily. When I asked the doctor where Vanessa had gone, a nurse pointed toward the service stairwell.I found her twenty yards down the narrow passage, sitting on the bare floor between the air ducts and the laundry chutes.Her knees were pulled up against her chest and her forehead pressed against the cinderblock. Her red silk blouse was creased and dusty. The gauze taped inside her elbow was dark where they had drawn her blood to keep our daughter alive.She was sobbing.It wasn't the delicate crying she used to soften an argument. It was ragged and broken, the sound of someone who had reached the edge and felt the ground go.I stood the
Divorced by the billionaire, pregnant with his twins Chapter 112
**Mara's POV**The scorching sun had gone and it was past 5pm in the evening. Upstairs, the silence was almost strange.For hours, the halls had rung with the thunder of small feet, high-pitched laughter, and plastic dump trucks slamming into the baseboards. Liam and Adriel had burned through every bit of energy they had, turning Ethan into an obstacle course until their eyelids drooped over bowls of warm potato soup.The nanny had carried Liam up to bed while Ethan carried Adriel on his shoulders and tucked him under the star-patterned duvet. By the time I pulled the quilts up to their shoulders and smoothed the damp curls from their foreheads, neither boy stirred. Adriel lay on his stomach with his lips slightly parted. Liam had a small, possessive grip on his wooden train engine, his breathing slow and deep.I stood in the nursery doorway for several minutes with my hand flat against the painted frame.In this house, with the nightlights and the sound of their breathing, the outsi
Divorced by the billionaire, pregnant with his twins Chapter 111
**Vanessa's POV**I had slipped away while Damon was at the window of Bay Three, watching his daughter breathe. Nobody noticed. Eleanor was on the bench with her eyes closed, and the nurses were busy. I took the stairs down two levels, one hand on the rail, the cotton ball still taped to my elbow.I pushed through the heavy metal door at Sub-Level 2 and stumbled into a narrow corridor between the linen store and the electrical room. The air handlers hummed through the soles of my shoes and drowned out everything above.Down here, nobody was watching.My back hit the cinderblock wall, and my knees gave way.I slid down until I was curled on the cold floor with my knees against my chest. The cotton ball had soaked through, and my arm throbbed where they had taken my blood.Everything I had been holding in for hours finally cracked.I buried my face in my hands and sobbed, an ugly, ragged sound scraped from the back of my throat. Every plan I had built was slipping through my fingers, an
Divorced by the billionaire, pregnant with his twins Chapter 101
**Damon's POV**I carried her through the hospital doors myself.I don't remember the drive. I remember her weight, no heavier than a coat, and the smell of her hair, and someone shouting my name before a nurse took her out of my arms.Then there was only the corridor, the cold white light, and the glass.Through the window of Bay Three, four nurses in blue scrubs moved in a tight ring around a small gurney. Chloe lay in the middle of it, lost under a tangle of lines and monitor leads, her face the color of paper.The monitor shrieked."Charge to one hundred!"The doctor who had looked after her since she was born backed out through the swinging doors, pulling a bloodied glove off his hand. His mask hung loose around his neck, and his forehead was slick with sweat."Damon." His calm bedside manner was gone. "Her heart went into a dangerous rhythm, and now there's bleeding near it. A vessel has torn. She's losing blood faster than we can replace it."The floor tilted under me."Fix it,
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