All Chapters of Impregnated By The Billionaire: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Yes, it hurt, and Claire did make things more complicated than they needed to be. But didn’t he know deep down that she was the only one for him? That she was the most beautiful, badass woman he’d ever seen the first time he saw her in that club, butting heads with a man twice her size? That when he found her bleeding and bruised at the bus stop, all he wanted to do was cradle her in his arms and spoon her to sleep? That the first time he realized she had betrayed him—stolen from him—his first thought was not to lash out at her or accuse her of taking advantage of him, but to tell her that if she had just told him that she had a good reason to do what she did, he would understand? That when he found out about her engagement to Lucas Devonshire and went to confront her about it, his heart told him she was lying through her teeth?“Lie to me all you want, Ms Berkeley,” he said to her the day after her engagement, pushing her up against the wall of her office chamber and locking her hand

“I can try to be mad at you.” He whispered to Claire, holding her hands and placing them on his shoulders. “I even did. But there’s something about you that makes me want to love you even more.” Ignoring her frown, he kissed her, deeper and deeper, and with everything he had.———Ajax stood with his back to the wall as Vincent paced back and forth in the small corridor outside the emergency room.The older Halest brother watched his younger brother, becoming increasingly anxious and impatient. His shirt was splattered with blood. His hair was a mess. But none of that mattered because the man inside the emergency room was the only one who knew where Claire was and what had happened to them an hour ago.Vincent’s gut told him where he could find Claire after they couldn’t find her in the guest room. Michael, too, had escaped from the hospital despite his injuries, and something told him it wasn’t just a coincidence.He just knew something had happened, something terrible, something that

Claire woke up from the start, gasping, panting, and blinking frantically around herself, hoping it was not real, wondering if she was dead, alive, or just hanging in the middle. She could feel her chest expand at every intake of a deep breath, and she could feel the way it contracted as all the air rushed out of her nose and mouth.She could blink. She could breathe. And she could very well feel all of those things happening. All the signs pointed to the same conclusion: she was still alive.But before she could celebrate the minor victory, a stabbing pain threatened to split her skull. Although Claire was quick to realize it was where that unknown man had bashed her head with something hard.Fucking bastard! She thought, with all the other delirious thoughts popping up as they whipped through the tunnel of her mind, almost causing her whiplash with their force.But to her greatest sorrow, Claire could hardly focus on any of them.She cocked her head to the side, finally sober enough

Three minutes ago, Vincent pulled up the car outside an old warehouse in a deserted industrial area, far outside the city. Before Lucas went into another surgery, he made sure that he shared the address where those people wanted Vincent to show up. Alone. Unarmed.Of course, Ajax seemed absolutely against it. And Gael, too, advised him not to do something impulsive or stupid. John had offered to lay out a plan so they could make sure everyone was safe. But Vincent was feeling hopeless while they all were busy giving their input.He knew what was happening and why Vittorio Falsetti was eager to see him. Because if he weren’t eager, he wouldn’t have sent such a strong message through Lucas, and he certainly wouldn’t have leveraged Claire as a guarantee to ensure he turned up.Vincent excused himself for a moment to use the restroom, then went straight into the basement parking, collected the car, and drove to the address. It was probably an impulsive thing to do, something Gael and John

Vincent felt a chill run down his spine, unsure if the man’s words were meant to be taken lightly or if he truly intended to lead him down a path of depravity. There was no denying that Falsetti was a bit unhinged. The glint of danger and madness in his dark eyes made it clear that he was not someone to be trifled with, not without facing severe consequences.Vincent cast a glance at Nico, who seemed to be taking pleasure in the conversation with an excessive eagerness. The younger Halest sibling was evidently striving to conceal his emotions as he spoke, attempting to mask how much Falsetti’s words were impacting him.“I’m not sure I follow your line of thinking,” Vincent said with a furrowed brow. “I am not a monster, nor do I aspire to become one.”Falsetti leaned in even closer, his eyes blazing with a cold, calculated intensity. He completely disregarded Claire’s presence, as if she was nothing but a mere fly buzzing around.“Oh, come on, Vincent, don’t kid yourself!” he said, hi