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Chapter 40
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2026-03-20 23:59:48
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Losing My Voice, I Got Pregnant by the Wrong Man Chapter 43 ~ Disruption of Order
{Alora’s POV}The wardrobe was larger than I had expected.Rows of suits lined the space in perfect order— dark shades, clean cuts, everything arranged with a precision that felt almost obsessive. Black, charcoal, deep navy; the fabrics were expensive. Their tailoring was sharp, every piece seemingly belonging to a man who understood structure.And refused variation.I glanced back at him and made a small gesture.“Nice.”Morningstar didn’t react.His expression stayed neutral, like I had just commented on the weather… and he hated weather topics. I turned back now and started pulling things out.A jacket shifted. A shirt followed. Then another. I moved through the rack, scanning, comparing, ignoring the pattern he had clearly spent time maintaining. I poured so many things out.“You’re making a mess,” he said after a moment. I reached for my phone.“Don’t stress,” he added. “You want to give a witty response.” He identify and I paused.Then gave him a thumbs up.He wasn’t wrong.I
Losing My Voice, I Got Pregnant by the Wrong Man Chapter 42 ~ Fun Chaos
{Alora’s POV}The kitchen fell quiet when we walked in.Not completely though. The low hum of activity remained— cutlery, movement, the faint sound of something simmering, but it shifted. Heads turned, conversations dipped, and attention gathered without being obvious about it.Morningstar didn’t acknowledge any of it.He walked in like he belonged there. Like he understood the space without needing to prove it.I followed.Ingredients were already being arranged on the counter. Pasta. Fresh herbs. Butter. Cream. The basics— and then some.I watched him as he got to his axis. He didn’t hesitate.He reached for what he needed without asking. Measured without checking. And moved like this wasn’t new to him, like this wasn’t a performance.That… surprised me.“Well,” Sebastian announced from behind us, clapping his hands together. “As the official referee of this historic event—”“You appointed yourself,” Morningstar said without looking at him.“I was clearly the most qualified,” Sebast
Losing My Voice, I Got Pregnant by the Wrong Man Chapter 40
CHAPTER 40 ~ The Things They Take{Alora’s POV}The moment I saw her, something in me tightened.Anna.I hadn’t expected to see her here. Not in this building. Not anywhere near this part of my life.So… instinct took over immediately. I needed to leave.I began to turn slowly, careful not to draw attention, careful not to make it obvious. The hallway was quiet, and the smallest movement could give me away. If she looked up at the wrong moment, if she caught even a glimpse, she—“Alora?”My name stopped me and I froze.A second passed.Then, “Alora.”I turned and she was staring at me now.For a moment, neither of us moved. Then her lips curved, and she started walking toward me.“What are you doing here?” she asked, her gaze already moving over me, taking everything in as she got to me. Her eyes dropped to my shirt: The stain. A faint smile followed.“Oh,” she said lightly. “I see.”She tilted her head.“You came to apply for cleaning work?” she continued, stepping closer. “Or did t
Losing My Voice, I Got Pregnant by the Wrong Man Chapter 40 ~ Shifting
{Alora’s POV}Celeste’s hand slipped around my arm before I could react.“Welcome on board,” she said, her voice warm, her smile effortless.Anyone watching would believe her.Her grip was light and almost familiar, as if this had always been the way between us. She guided me forward, walking beside me as we entered the glass doors of Meridian Tower.The lobby opened around us in polished marble and controlled movement. Security shifted subtly at the sight of Morningstar behind us, clearing a path without needing instruction.Celeste didn’t slow down.If anything, she moved faster.Her arm tightened slightly around mine as she pulled me ahead of the others, just enough to separate me from the entourage without making it obvious.Her smile faded then.“Once again, you’ve crossed a line,” she said quietly as we kept walking.Her voice remained calm, measured, controlled.“This is my world!” she continued. “And everything here answers to me before it ever reaches him.”Her fingers presse
Losing My Voice, I Got Pregnant by the Wrong Man Chapter 39 ~ Great News
{Alora’s POV}Celeste didn’t look away.“So,” she said evenly, her eyes dropping once more to my stomach before returning to my face, “you really are pregnant with his child.”The words settled between us.I didn’t respond.There was nothing to say. Not to her.The silence stretched, and something in her expression shifted, not into calm, but into something tighter. Something sharper. I sighed due to my incoming exhaustion.“How?” she demanded but her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried something unstable beneath it now.I remained still, so her brows pulled together.“How did you make this… happen?! she repeated, this time with more volume.Still, I said nothing.That was when she rose to her feet. “I’ve worked beside him for years,” she continued, taking a step toward me. “Years.”Another step.“I know how he thinks. I know how he operates. I know what he allows— and what he doesn’t.”Her voice tightened further.“And that,” she gestured toward my stomach, “is not something Morningst
Losing My Voice, I Got Pregnant by the Wrong Man Chapter 38 ~ Was That Painful To Say?
{Alora’s POV}Today, I decided to make myself something and not join the general breakfast so I made my way to the kitchen. The kitchen was quiet when I got there, the steady quiet that settled over the house before the day properly began. Sunlight filtered through the tall windows, warming the marble counters and glinting faintly off the stainless steel appliances.I decided to make something simple— toast, and after some minutes, I stood near the island, leaning slightly over the counter while the toaster clicked softly beside me.The smell of toasted bread filled the room.It wasn’t anything elaborate. Just bread, a little butter, and tea. And after everything that had happened over the past few weeks— running, starving, surviving, it felt strangely comforting to make something simple for myself.The toaster popped and I reached forward to take the slices out just as a knock sounded against the kitchen doorway.I turned automatically.Morningstar surprisingly stood there so I sta
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