Lahat ng Kabanata ng Unfortunately, I Got Pregnant For My Bully: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

The sound and sight of Antonio laughing was not a sight Molly was used to. As she stepped into the house, just returning from work, she took a moment to stand by the doorway and take in the scene before her. Ria and Antonio sat sprawled on the floor of the sitting room, the babies lying in their bassinets on the floor. Ria was pink-cheeked from laughing at something Antonio had told her, and Antonio was leaning towards her, a smile on his face. As Molly watched, he flicked Ria's nose, making her snort with laughter, and the air between them quickly became charged with tension as their eyes fell on each other's lips. Feeling like she was intruding, Molly began to back away, but Antonio must have seen her movement from the corner of his eye, because he looked up. Ria turned too, to see what Antonio was looking at, and when she saw Molly there, she yelped and blushed, scrambling to her feet. Both Molly and Antonio chuckled. "Hello, Mother," he greeted, his hand curling around Ria's

Lucy's car screeched as she parked it angrily in front of the house. She stomped out, and when she saw that there was no one nearby to take her keys and put her car in the garage, she hummed angrily, prancing up to the house. Molly was just about to step out, and they almost bumped into each other. "Lucy, darling." Molly's voice was filled with surprise. "What are you doing here so early?" Lucy's expression was furious. "What am I doing here? You also don't want me here?"Molly was taken aback. "Of course I do," Molly immediately placated, sensing that Lucy's foul mood had to do with running into Antonio on her way in. She wondered curiously what Antonio must have said to her to put her in such a foul mood. "What is the matter?" "It's Antonio!" Lucy exclaimed, storming deeper into the house, and throwing herself on the couch. "He doesn't want to see me, and he doesn't even appreciate that I made an effort to see him! He said I'm a nuisance!"Molly winced. Oh, dear. Antonio had nev

Ria looked away, her face hot, as the spell was broken. Antonio glared at his flashing phone, and when he realized who was calling, his expression turned rueful. "It's my mother," he said, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling, before picking it up. Ria giggled at the look on his face, but inwardly, her heart was pounding. She couldn't stop thinking about how much she'd wanted him to close that distance between them. How much she'd wanted to feel their lips touch, even if it's just a little. Her lips felt like they were tingling from just her thoughts, and one of the babies gave a loud wail distracting that thought. She immediately snapped out of her wishful thinking, and picked him up, while simultaneously trying to continue eating. The baby in her arms fussed and jerked, and Ria abandoned trying to eat, and began trying to shush him instead. A couple at a near table shot her dirty looks as the baby's cries grew louder, and the look Antonio gave them in return was strong enough to

"Do you have to walk so quickly?" Antonio grumbled playfully as Ria tugged on his hand, leading him deeper into the farmers market. He was glad he had thought of buying the baby carriers, because now that both their hands were free, Ria had been holding on to him nonstop, and it even seemed like she was completely unaware of her actions. She rolled her eyes now, and tugged harder on his hand, urging him to walk faster. "We have to hurry before everyone will buy everything good, and we'll have to settle for the ones no one wants!" Ria said. Antonio sighed, and rolled his eyes heavenward. "Ria, darling, look around. No one is in a hurry. And we're on a date, on a vacation. We can walk at a leisurely pace."Ria groaned in exaggerated frustration. "Fine. But don't complain if I'm right and we don't get to buy anything good.""We will." Antonio followed behind Ria as she pulled him towards a fruit stand. She paused and stared at him, blinking.“What?” Antonio asked with a grin."Uhm,

"I'm sorry, Sir, but we haven't been able to find anything..." His assistant was saying. "What do you mean by that?" Adrian barked into the phone. "You've been searching for months, and you still don't have anything to show for it!""I'm sorry, Sir, but we...""Just do your fucking job and don't call me unless you have something! You have one week, or I'll be finding another personal investigator and assistant. And you know what that means— you will be fired!"Adrian threw his phone aside, ran angry fingers through his hair, and began to pace. After a few minutes, he sat on the couch adjacent to the one his sister was lounging on. Their father, Charles, sat in the corner of the room, his face buried in an iPad. The softness of the couch bothered him. In a minute, he stood again, and began to pace. Betty quirked an eyebrow at him. "Trouble in paradise?" Adrian scowled at her. "What paradise?" Betty shrugged, and went back to flipping through the pages of her glossy fashion magazi