All Chapters of Pregnant Billionaire Heiress Gave Birth To Twins: Chapter 281 - Chapter 286

His mother finally showed up and paused when she saw him fidgeting. “Relax, Desmond,” she said with a knowing smile. “You will get there. And everything will go well.” “I know, Mom,” he said, standing up. “I just… I want this to be perfect.” She walked over and straightened the collar of his blazer. “It already is. You have done the hard part. You have won her heart again. Today is just a celebration of that.” She said, and he smiled, grateful for her assurance. A few minutes later, Bella showed up, heels clicking against the tiled floor. “Okay, okay, I’m ready!” she said, grabbing her purse from the couch. “Alright, let’s go before Desmond wears a hole in the floor.” The mom said, and they chuckled and made their way out. As they stepped out of the house and into the car, Desmond took a deep breath. The road ahead wasn’t just a drive, It was a journey back to where his heart had always belonged. At Anabel’s house, the atmosphere was filled with anticipation and exciteme

“Now,” Sir Orton began again, “before we move on to the feast, there’s something I want to ask, something we all want to hear.” The room became silent, and Anabel, along with Desmond, looked up in curiosity. Sir Orton turned to her with a serious gaze. “Anabel, my only daughter… Do you truly want to accept Desmond again? Do you want to marry him? Not out of pressure, not out of nostalgia, but from your heart?” All eyes turned to her, and the room held its breath. Anabel’s lips curved into a gentle smile. She turned her head slowly to look at Desmond, who was already watching her with eyes full of love. There was no hesitation in her gaze, no doubt in her heart. “I love him,” she said. “I’ve loved him through the pain, through the silence, through the distance. And yes… I will marry him again and again.” A collective sigh of joy swept through the room. Desmond’s heart swelled, his eyes glistening with emotion. He reached for her hand across the table and held it tightly. Sir Orto

When they got home, Anabel watched in admiration as Desmond unloaded her bags one by one. He had told her not to touch anything. There was something deeply comforting in the way he insisted on doing it all himself. It was as if carrying her luggage was his way of carrying her heart back into their shared life. Once everything was inside, Desmond led her through the familiar hallway, past the living room, and up the stairs to their bedroom. Anabel’s heart beat faster with every step. She hadn’t been in this space for months. Not since everything fell apart. She didn’t know what to expect. But when Desmond opened the door and stepped aside to let her in, her breath caught in her throat. The room was exactly as she had left it. The soft cream curtains are still hung by the windows. Her favorite throw blanket was folded neatly at the foot of the bed. The books on her nightstand seemed untouched, still stacked in the same order. She didn't take anyone when she left. And on the dresse