All Chapters of Pregnant for my husband’s father : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Clara’s POVI sat quietly at the dining table while the maids moved around, serving breakfast. Everyone was already seated, everyone except Amelia, who hadn’t stepped out of her room ever since she found out she was pregnant.Just as I picked up my fork, a cheerful voice echoed through the hall.“Godfather!”All of us turned our heads toward the entrance.A very handsome young man stood there, carrying a bag. He had the kind of charming smile that could light up the whole room. Without hesitation, he rushed straight to the King, dropped his bag right on the dining table, and wrapped his arms around him.And then it happened.The King smiled.Yes, smiled.Ever since I came to this palace, I had never once seen him smile. Not even a little. He always wore that cold, handsome, unreadable face. Yet here he was, grinning like a completely different person.I nearly dropped my fork.Who was this guy that could make the King so happy?I glanced around the table to see if anyone else was as

Clara’s POV“What the hell are you doing here?” I snapped, my voice low but sharp.She smirked like I’d just asked the stupidest question in the world.“Well, as you can see, I’m old enough to get married… so I’m getting married to Alex.”I froze. Married?“Getting married? Into the royal family? Don’t make me laugh, Lily. You hate the royals. You’ve always despised them. So why would you suddenly want to marry Alex?”Her eyes went cold. “Why I’m here is none of your business. Mind your fucking business, Clara.”“It is my business. My sister lives here. If you came for revenge, then she’s in danger, and I won’t sit back and watch that happen.”Her smirk twisted darker. “And how exactly is that my concern?”I clenched my fists. “Because if you don’t leave this palace right now, I’ll tell them the truth. I’ll tell them who you really are, I will reveal your real identity. And I know damn well you don’t want that.”For a second, I thought I’d won. For a second, I thought she might back d

Alex’s POVHis face hardened, unreadable, before he finally turned his back on me. “This conversation is over. You will marry Lily. Whether you like it or not.”“You’re still forcing me to marry her even after knowing I’m gay? Do you really hate me that much?” I asked, my voice breaking.“I don’t care if you’re gay, transgender, or the full damn LGBTQ club. I don’t even care if you’re a dog,” he spat, his tone sharp as a whip. “I won’t let your stupidity ruin this opportunity for me to partner with Vincenzo. So you better get your act together and get ready to get married.”I staggered back, a hollow laugh escaping my lips. Bitter. Sharp. Painful. His words pierced through me like needles, each one sinking deeper into my chest.I couldn’t believe it. All my life, I had worked myself raw trying to be the perfect son. I thought if I kept every rule, every command, and carried every burden, then maybe, just maybe, when he found out who I really was, he would still love me. He would still

Beta Joe’s POVDamn it. Is he out of his mind? Being gay, and saying it proudly,What the hell is he thinking?I was walking down the hallway when my phone buzzed. A message.Message: Wait for me in the place. I’m coming.I sighed. So this was it.I slipped into the hidden storeroom, a place hardly anyone in the palace even knew existed. Dusty walls, old crates, and silence. I sat on the wooden chair inside, waiting.The door clicked open. A figure stepped in.“Princess Elena,” I said, standing up quickly and giving a small bow. “I’ve been waiting, just like you asked.”Her cold eyes scanned me. “So… has he agreed to marry her?”“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “He has agreed.”Her lips curved, but it wasn’t a smile. “And you’re sure he won’t change his mind?”“No. He won’t. I gave him no choice,” I said firmly. “He will marry Lily. All that’s left is to set the engagement and wedding dates.”“Good,” she said, her voice sharp as a blade. “If anything goes wrong, you’ll pay with y

Clara’s POVThe words hung in the air, heavy and unshakable.Her lips parted, but no sound came out. She just stared at me, stunned, as if the ground beneath her had shifted and she wasn’t sure whether to fall or run.Amelia’s eyes widened as if I had slapped her across the face.“What kind of sick joke is this?” she snapped, standing abruptly from the chair. Her hands were trembling, but her voice was sharp. “Do you think this is funny? Is my pain a game to you? First, you mock my life, and now you want to stand here and tell me you’re my sister?”Her chest rose and fell heavily, fury and disbelief pouring out of her.I stayed quiet, letting her anger wash over me. I deserved it. I had hidden the truth for so long that now, to her, it sounded like a cruel lie.“Don’t you dare use my mother to comfort me!” she shouted, her voice breaking. “I don’t even know who she really was. All I’ve ever known is abandonment, pain, and loneliness. And now you…” she pointed at me with shaking finger