Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE CEO'S PREGNANT NANNY: Kabanata 251 - Kabanata 260

POV: HENRYShe bit her lips, turned her face to the side, and grabbed the pillow, trying to muffle the screams that escaped uncontrollably. Her entire body trembled with pleasure. I left her soaking wet, drenched in her taste, my tongue sliding with precision, my nose pressed against her clit, giving her no reprieve. She exploded. Her body convulsed violently, her hands clawing into the mattress, her feet twisting, and her breath catching. Every muscle locked up before relaxing—sweaty, surrendered, wrecked by the orgasm that took her completely. I moved up slowly, never taking my eyes off her, until I reached her breasts. They were fuller, rounder—beautiful and sensitive. I brought my mouth to one nipple, biting the side firmly before sucking slowly. I filled one breast with my hand, kneading it eagerly, feeling the warm, taut skin under my touch. Her nipples were hard, begging for attention.&n

POV: HENRYWhen I stepped back to leave, she grabbed my wrist. Her touch was gentle but firm. I stopped instantly and looked back. “I saw Alice,” she said in a near whisper. “I held our daughter in my arms… at Ethan’s house.” I stayed silent, absorbing her words, feeling their quiet impact spread through my chest. My body tensed, but my eyes locked onto hers. There was pain in her expression, yes. But above that, there was something stronger: a spark. Pride. Genuine emotion. “She’s just beautiful, Henry,” Lauren continued, with a faint smile, her voice choked with emotion. “So strong… despite being so small.” I closed my eyes for a second. It was the first time she had spoken about touching our daughter. The first time, the pain of separation gave way to hope. “The nanny se

POV: LAURENThe rain streamed down the clinic’s windows, heavy and relentless, as if it mirrored the weight crushing my chest. The rhythmic sound of the drops was the only noise in that stifled corridor, where the air seemed stagnant with tension. My fingers trembled slightly, intertwined with each other, while I kept my gaze fixed on the frosted glass door with the sign “Laboratory.” My breathing was shallow. Time seemed to drag on. “They’re not coming…” I murmured, biting my lip hard, tasting the metallic tang of blood. “That bastard will come up with another excuse. He’ll run away like he always does. He’ll string us along again, Henry. Furthermore, he doesn’t want me to find out…” Henry held my hands firmly, but his touch was gentle, as if anchoring me. His warm fingers contrasted with mine, cold from nervousness. He pulled me a li

POV: LAUREN“Mr. Walker…” Henry spoke in a low, almost whispered tone, but laced with menace, the kind of voice that silences even the most arrogant. “It seems you’ve already forgotten what happened the last time you dared insult my wife. Do you need me to refresh your memory?” A shiver ran down my neck. The atmosphere in the room became suffocating for a moment. Ethan looked away and swallowed hard, visibly tense. The way his shoulders drew back said it all. “No,” he replied through gritted teeth, trying to maintain his composure, but his expression betrayed him. He huffed, irritated, attempting to regain control. “But, just to be clear, I don’t agree with how you’re handling this process. Who’s to say your team won’t tamper with the results?” Henry raised an eyebrow, a faint, crooked smile on his lips that didn’t reach his

POV: HENRYThe hum of the air conditioner was the only sound in my office, but it couldn’t drown out the turmoil in my head. Financial reports piled up on the desk, unanswered emails—everything seemed trivial compared to what consumed me. Yesterday’s argument still echoed, a constant reminder of Ethan and Violet’s coldness. Her breakdown, with rehearsed tears and cheap manipulations. His arrogance, as if he were above any consequences. And the cruelty of keeping Lauren from seeing Alice. They had no scruples, not a shred of decency. They were calculated, driven by motives I still didn’t fully understand. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples to ease the pressure building up. My company, built through years of relentless work, now felt like a distraction amid the chaos those two had caused. How had I let them get this far? How had I missed the signs earlier? The office door swung open abruptly, sna