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Chapter 8: A Bride's Intuition

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last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-12-22 16:32:17

The words on the screen were stark and black against the white light.

Don't do it. Check the groom's suite. Third floor. Room 305.

Aurora’s blood, which had been moving sluggishly, turned to ice water and then, instantly, to fire.

Her phone. The one she'd left on the penthouse terrace.

She hadn't forgotten it. He had. Liam, in his cold, calculated fury in the foyer, had forgotten she’d left it there. He must have sent someone to retrieve it, and they, seeing the text, had tried to warn her.

Or.
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    The map of their desperation was drawn in purple and yellow ink across Aurora’s abdomen.Liam uncapped the syringe. The needle seemed larger this time. Sharper. Or maybe his eyes were just tired of looking at it.Aurora sat on the edge of the bathtub, her pajama top hiked up. She didn't look at the needle. She looked at the tile floor, her jaw set in a line of grim endurance that reminded him of the day she testified in court."Ready?" Liam asked. His voice was a low rumble in the quiet bathroom."Do it," she said.He pinched an inch of skin near her hip. There wasn't much clear space left. The bruising from the first round had barely faded before they started the second. Dr. Rosenberg had increased the dosage—Menopur, Gonal-F, a cocktail of hormones designed to force nature’s hand.Liam pushed the needle in.Aurora didn't flinch. She just exhaled, a long, shuddering breath that rattled in her chest."I'm sorry," Liam whispered. He hated this part. He hated being the one to inflict th

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 368: TO TRY AGAIN?

    The tissue box on Dr. Chen’s side table was full. A fresh box. Untouched.Aurora stared at it. A week ago, she would have decimated it. A week ago, the grief of the negative test had been a physical blow, knocking the wind out of her lungs in a gray parking lot.Today, the grief was still there, but it had changed states. It was no longer a liquid flood. It was a solid weight, sitting in her lap like a heavy stone."You're quiet today," Dr. Chen observed.Aurora looked up. She was sitting on the moss-green sofa, her legs crossed, her posture perfect. She was wearing her CEO armor again—a silk blouse, tailored trousers—because after this, she had a budget meeting."I'm thinking," Aurora said."About the test?""About the math," Aurora corrected. "Dr. Rosenberg said fifteen percent. We took the shot. We missed. Statistically, it was the expected outcome.""And emotionally?" Dr. Chen asked. "Was it the expected outcome?""No," Aurora admitted. She twisted the iron ring on her finger. "Em

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 367: NEGATIVE

    The room didn't change when Dr. Rosenberg walked in. The walls remained beige. The air conditioner continued its low, indifferent hum. The framed photos of babies on the desk didn't turn away in shame.But the air pressure dropped. It fell so fast Aurora’s ears popped.She knew before he sat down. She knew by the way he held the file—closed, tight against his chest, like a shield. She knew by the way he didn't meet her eyes immediately."I'm sorry," Dr. Rosenberg said.Two words.They were small words. Common words. People used them when they bumped into someone on the subway or spilled coffee.But in this room, they were an execution."No," Liam whispered beside her. His hand clamped around hers, squeezing so hard she felt her ring dig into bone."The beta HCG level is less than 0.1," Dr. Rosenberg said gently. "It’s negative, Aurora. Neither embryo implanted."Neither.Two sparks. Two flashes of light on the ultrasound screen. Two potential lives—maybe a boy, maybe a girl, maybe the

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 366: THE WAIT

    The universe, Liam decided, did not run on physics. It ran on waiting.Time had become elastic. A minute in a board meeting lasted sixty seconds. A minute in the penthouse, watching Aurora stare at the calendar, lasted a decade.It was Day 4 post-transfer.Liam stood in the kitchen, making school lunches. Peanut butter and jelly for River (crusts off). Turkey and swiss for Ethan (crusts on). A bento box of fruit and cheese for Hope (toddler chaos).He was moving on autopilot. His hands knew the rhythm, but his mind was upstairs in the master bedroom.Aurora was "resting." That was the official term. In reality, she was vibrating with a frequency of anxiety so high it could probably shatter glass."Dad?" Ethan asked. He was sitting at the island, finishing his cereal. "Is Mom sick again?"Liam paused, the knife hovering over the bread. He looked at his son. Nine years old. Too smart for his own good."No," Liam said. "She's just... incubating. Remember? The science project.""The embry

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    The needle was thin. A hair of steel.Aurora sat on the closed lid of the toilet in the master bathroom. Her pajama top was pulled up, exposing her stomach. The skin was pale, marked only by the faint, silver line of her C-section scar—the map of the last time she had done this."Ready?" Liam asked.He was kneeling on the bathmat. He held the syringe with the precision of a man defusing a bomb. He had watched the instructional videos three times. He had practiced on an orange."Ready," Aurora said. She gripped the edge of the seat.She wasn't afraid of the pain. She was afraid of the hope.Liam pinched an inch of skin near her navel. He didn't hesitate. He pushed the plunger.A sharp sting. A burn as the Follistim entered the tissue."Done," Liam whispered.He withdrew the needle. He pressed a cotton ball to the tiny red dot of blood. He kissed her forehead."One down," he said.Aurora let out a breath. "Ten days to go."She looked at the sharps container on the counter. It was empty

  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 364: THE DECISION TO TRY

    The Family Board Meeting was convened at 6:30 PM over a platter of tacos.Aurora sat on the living room rug, legs crossed, a plate balanced on her knee. The rug was the sacred ground of their democracy. It was where they had decided on the adoption. It was where they had renewed their vows. It was where they built forts and repaired broken toys.Tonight, it felt like a launchpad.Liam sat next to her. He was wearing his "dad jeans" and a t-shirt that had a small stain of salsa on the hem. He looked relaxed, but his hand was resting on her knee, his thumb rubbing a slow, soothing circle against her denim. He was grounding her.Across from them sat the Board.Ethan, nine years old, was assembling a taco with the precision of a structural engineer. Meat. Cheese. Lettuce. Exact ratios.River, four years old, was eating just the shell. He liked the crunch. He was wearing his red cape, though it was getting a little short now, hitting him mid-back instead of at the knees.Hope, two and a ha

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    The "command center" Liam had built was a cruel joke.Aurora lay against the mountain of hypoallergenic pillows, staring at the sleek table next to the bed. The water pitcher was full. The books were stacked by color. The iPad was charged to 100%.It was 10:15 AM. On a Tuesday.Usually, at this tim

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  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 257: THE ARCHITECT ARRIVES

    The elevator didn't hum. It glided. Like it was greased with money.Marcus Sterling stood in the center of the mahogany-paneled car, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his canvas jacket. He checked his reflection in the mirrored ceiling. He looked out of place. He looked like a contractor co

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  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 240: THE TROJAN HORSE

    The conference room on the forty-fifth floor of Cross Industries was a sanctuary of silence. Unlike the boardroom, with its mahogany and portraits of dead ancestors, this room was modern. Glass. Steel. A single slab of black granite for a table.It was a place where decisions were cut, not debated.

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  • Runaway Heiress: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   CHAPTER 242: TWO PINK LINES

    The guest room smelled of lavender detergent and emptiness. It was a sterile scent. Unlived in.Aurora woke up before the alarm. The nausea hit her first—a wave of dizziness that tilted the room on its axis, spinning the minimalist artwork on the walls into a blur of gray and beige.She sat up, clu

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