Lahat ng Kabanata ng Unfortunately, I Got Pregnant For My Bully: Kabanata 231 - Kabanata 240

"Penny for your thoughts," Dr Smith murmured softly as he wrapped his arms around Molly from behind, his chin resting lightly on her shoulder.They were in her bedroom, preparing to go down for dinner, and she'd stared off into space. This had become a regular occurrence, and Victor could feel the tension radiating off her. He tightened his hold just slightly, as if willing her to relax in his arms. Molly could see that he was getting worried. She leaned into his embrace with a deep sigh. "It's nothing, Victor." she said quietly, though her tone lacked conviction.As always, he never took no for an answer when it seemed like something was bothering her. He nipped gently at the side of her neck, his breath warm and comforting."Tell me." he whispered, his voice soft but firm.Another sigh escaped her lips before she admitted, "I'm worried about the kids.”"Me too," Victor murmured. "But I'm sure Antonio will find them soon. Don't worry too much, love."Molly gave a slight chuckle. "I

There was no time to wait for a driver. Antonio hurried to the driver's side of the car, calling Ricardo as he did so. His jaw was clenched so tightly that the muscles on his face twitched with restrained tension."Seatbelt," He told Ria as she got in beside him. "Hello?" Ricardo picked up, his tone alert. "Get ready to move now," Antonio said, speeding out of Molly's driveway. "I just got an anonymous tip. I'll send you the location. Call the police. I want the place surrounded before I get there." "Oka—"Antonio ended the call abruptly, and passed the phone to Ria, so he could focus on driving. "Forward my most recent text to Ricardo." he said, his tone steady but deep, like he was fighting to hold back a thousand emotions. Her hands were shaking slightly as she did as he asked, and the car was silent but tense. It was like the air was escaping her lungs, making her breathing shallow, and her hands sweat. "Oh God, oh God," she muttered under her breath, her eyes shut tight.

Ria woke slowly, her head throbbing painfully, and her arms were sore. She opened her eyes, blinking against the harsh morning light that streamed faintly through the window. Her hands were tied together in front of her, the rough rope digging painfully into her skin, and her arms ached from being bound too long.She realized she was on a bed, curled up on her side, and the rope around her wrists was tied securely to the bedframe. Her breath hitched.Where the hell was she? Then everything came rushing back to her, panic flooding her chest. She snapped upright— or at least tried to. With her hands tied, her balance was off, and she ended up falling back to the bed. Liam and Lena. Her babies.Where were they? She looked around the room frantically but there was no sign of them. She was alone, and she didn't recognize the space. She stretched to look out the window, but all she saw was a thick foliage of trees. Ria was getting frantic, her pulse pounded higher. Where was Antonio? W

It seemed like hours had passed before Adrian finally poked his head into the room again. His gaze slowly swept over her, from the dirt smudges in her face and hands, to her haphazardly bandaged feet. He raised an eyebrow. Ria ignored him completely, keeping her eyes fixed on the other side of the bed. "Are you hungry?" He asked. He seemed to have calmed down from earlier. "Dinner's ready." Ria stared stoically at the wall, choosing to ignore his existence. Adrian sighed, and stepped into the room. Slowly, like he didn't want to scare her, he sat at the edge of the bed, leaving a small space between them. "You didn't do a very good job with these," he said, gesturing to her bound feet. She didn't even look at him. He sighed again. "I'm going to wrap them well for you.” He said gently. “If I reach for you, please don't try to kick me." If it was someone else, maybe she would have laughed. If it was someone else, the way he was acting would have been cute. But it was him, and i

Ria's bedroom felt unbelievably empty to Antonio, even though it technically wasn't. Her suitcases were abandoned in a corner. There was a scarf on her vanity stool, carelessly draped as though she’d only stepped out for a moment and would return soon. The babies' cribs were still there, even though they now slept in Molly's bedroom.Antonio almost never saw them anymore. Mrs Santos was back to taking care of them, and with the way he kept long hours at work, no one ever saw him much. A heavy sigh escaped his chest, his shoulders sinking with the weight of it. He missed them — God, he missed them. Sometimes, he thought about moving them into his bedroom, just to have them closer, but what would be the point? He barely spent time there. And the guilt… the guilt wouldn’t let him.Liam and Lena didn't understand that their mom was missing, but how could Antonio stare at them, hold them, and play with them when he hadn't found her yet? Every smile, every giggle, would just remind him of w