บททั้งหมดของ Please! Marry Me Again : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Author’s pov"That is Mr. Alexander!" Humphrey's heart sank. Becky and Alexander were now at the door, and even Becky's heart began to pound, this time for Humphrey's sake. She quickly positioned herself in front of the door to block Alexander, who appeared startled to realize someone was inside. He recognized Grayson's car but knew it wasn’t Grayson in the house. Despite Becky standing in his way, Alexander forced his way in."You’re my ex, and you have no right to interfere in my life! It doesn’t matter who’s in my house. Get out of my…" Becky rushed after him and froze when they reached the sitting room. All that was there was a glass of half-drunk wine on the table.Becky’s breathing grew uneven as the reality of what she had done sank in. She was about to put Humphrey in danger. But when she realized he had hidden himself, her fear lessened, and she started yelling again."Are you happy now?" she snapped, throwing her arms in the air. "Even if I had dozens of boyfriends, it’s non

Becky’s POVThere was nothing more joyous to me than the phone number I had just received from Humphrey. As I held the phone, a strange excitement coursed through me, making me throb subconsciously between my thighs. When I said between my thighs, I was actually saying my pussy. This was the kind of feeling a woman gets when she’s crushing on someone. But it was so strange to be feeling this way about a man I had only met once. Not in a full day, but just a night. What if he didn’t like me? We need to think outside the box. What if he had a girlfriend or worse, a wife? What if this was just his job, make women satisfied and he only added those charming emoticons to texts he sent to his wife? I stared at the phone number, hesitating. Just as I was about to dial it, I paused, a pang of guilt crawled into my mind. Was I being selfish? Humphrey had gone out of his way to get me this number, and I hadn’t even called to thank him yet. It had been over twelve hours since I asked him for he

Becky's pov Why would I owe such importance? I was just an assistant CEO, and Mr. Grayson, the actual CEO, was still here. These thoughts kept running through my mind as I tried to figure out where I had heard the word, “anonymous” before. It was so close to the surface of my memory, yet the tension in the air made it impossible to focus.Pretending to stay calm, I walked into the conference hall. The moment I did, my gaze fell on Diana. She didn’t even glance my way or acknowledge my presence. How could she forget all I had done for her? Without me, she would still be an ordinary staff member, far from the position she now held. The betrayal stung deeply. My eyes blinked rapidly as I fought back the tears threatening to fall.It wasn’t just about her disloyalty. Diana’s actions had cost me something much more precious. If not for her, I wouldn’t have lost my relationship with the man I had met at the hotel. That thought weighed heavily on my mind, but I didn’t have time to dwell on

Becky’s POV“Pregnant.” That was the first word that escaped my lips as I sat in the car with Alexandra after leaving the doctor’s office. I gripped the steering wheel, my thoughts racing, my mind full of confusion. What was I supposed to do now? A part of me, out of anger, perhaps, wanted to call the man who had put me in this situation. The same man who had ignored my calls and had the audacity to send me a cold and heartless text message.Without thinking, I dialed his number, my fingers trembling. As the phone wanted to start to ring, I changed my mind, my instincts screaming at me to end the call. But it was already too late. The screen flashed the cruel truth, saying ‘blocked.’“He’s blocked me,” I muttered to myself, my chest tightening with a mix of anger and despair. “Am I really going to have this baby without the father even knowing? Or am I opting for an abortion?” I paused and hit the steering this time. “I will never abort!”I stared at my phone, my confusion deepening.

Becky's pov I wanted Alexander to come back into my life, but only to remind him of my worth and show him what he had lost. That was the main reason I left his house. He shouldn’t think that, just because he had managed to stop my wedding with Grayson, I was automatically his. But what now? I paused, my thoughts interrupted by the weight of the truth I was hiding. My pregnancy. I could easily claim it was Alexander’s since we made love together in the beginning when I stepped into his house, but deep down, guilt consumed me. This was a mistake I had made, and he deserved to know the truth.I had just put Alexandra to sleep when I first heard the sound of cars pulling up outside my house. My heart raced. Was Alexander here? It wouldn’t be surprising if he came unannounced. But then, a loud banging on the door shattered the quietness of my house. My pulse quickened. That wasn’t Alexander’s style of knocking, he wouldn’t knock like that, nor would he allow his guards to behave so reckle