Chasing my pregnant ex wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 36

Alena was silent for a moment, her gaze fixed on Stephen as she stood in the doorway. He looked at her, smirking, and said, "Tell me, why doesn’t it matter to you? I’m here, with another woman in my room, doing... questionable things. And you’re standing there, completely unaffected?"Her heart was racing, but she managed to keep her composure. With a calm yet firm voice, she replied, "I don’t care what you do with other women. All I’m asking is that you lower your voice. My daughter is sleeping in the next room. I don’t want her exposed to... the wrong influence."Though she sounded confident, only her heart knew the turmoil she was facing. Stephen narrowed his eyes and stepped closer. "Are you sure you’re not affected?" he asked.Alena locked her gaze with his and said coldly, "I’m 110% sure that I am not affected."As they stood in tense silence, Vanya appeared from behind Stephen, wrapping her arms around him and kissing his neck. "Baby, come on. I’m waiting for you," she purred,

Alena was in her room, pacing angrily. She couldn’t believe Lucas had decided for her without asking. “What does Lucas think of himself?” she muttered under her breath. “I’m my own person. I can make my own decisions. If I don’t want to go to the party, then why is he pushing me?” Frustrated and fuming, her thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of her phone.She glanced at the screen, and Lucas’s name flashed across it. Annoyed, she ignored the call, but the phone kept ringing. Finally, she gave in, answered it, and said sharply, “What do you want?”Lucas’s voice came softly on the other end, “Are you angry at me, baby?”“What do you think?” Alena snapped. “You’ve done something wrong, and you’re asking me if I’m angry?”Lucas sighed deeply. “I’m sorry. I know you don’t like parties, and I shouldn’t have pushed you. But I want Stephen to know directly that you’re my wife, and you’ll be by my side wherever I go.”“That doesn’t give you the right to talk to me like that,” Alena said.

Vanya moved even closer to Stephen, their lips now just inches apart. She traced a teasing finger over his lips and whispered seductively, “Forget about your wife and focus on me. I promise, I’ll make sure you see stars.”She attempted to push past his boundaries, her hands roaming boldly, but Stephen abruptly shoved her away. His voice was cold, sharp. “Don’t forget—you’re just a paid actress. Don’t try to get closer to me.”Vanya’s arrogant smirk didn’t falter. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and leaned back into her seat, unfazed by his rejection.The driver started the car, and a tense silence filled the space. Stephen stared out the window, his thoughts consumed by Alena. Was she safe? Was she okay? Anxiety gnawed at him—he needed to reach the party as soon as possible to keep track of her.Moments later, the car rolled to a stop in front of a grand mansion, heavily secured and swarming with media. Camera flashes flickered like lightning, and the sound of reporters chatteri