Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE CEO'S PREGNANT NANNY: Kabanata 271 - Kabanata 280

POV: LAURENThe day had arrived.The lawyers called early. As soon as I hung up the phone, I leaped out of bed with my heart racing and my hands trembling. I got ready quickly, barely feeling my fingers as I fastened the buttons of my blouse. My mind was blank; only nervousness controlled every movement.Now, standing in front of the courthouse, my stomach churned. My legs shook uncontrollably, and my fingers kept rubbing against each other. Time seemed frozen. The air felt thick and heavy, and everything around me sounded muffled.I felt Henry’s hand touch mine with firmness. His fingers wrapped around mine with a precise gesture. Warmth. Security. And control. Exactly what I couldn’t muster in that moment.“Relax, Lauren. Everything’s going to be okay,” he whispered close to my ear, his voice low and husky but steady.I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, trying to cling to his presence. To his confident tone, to his firm touch. It was the only thing keeping me from

POV: LAUREN“I am Hazel’s legitimate mother!” Violet screamed. “That test… that test was rigged! Henry Carter hired his own medical team! They must have faked the results; this is a setup!” A murmur spread through the courtroom. I shrank back in my seat, my muscles tense, watching the woman who once tried to tear my daughter away from me now thrashing like a petulant child. Henry, beside me, merely raised an eyebrow, crossing his legs calmly and staring at Violet as if he were studying an insect trapped in glass. The judge remained unshaken. He clasped his hands on the bench, waiting for her outburst to subside before responding in an impersonal tone: “Mrs. Violet Walker, you have the right to contest the presented results, indeed. You may request a new test, conducted by a court-appointed team, if you so choose.” He paused for a moment, emphasi

POV: LAURENEthan took a step forward, but Henry subtly positioned himself at my side, imposing, forcing him to keep his distance. Still, Ethan pressed on. “I didn’t know you were pregnant when I asked for the divorce,” he said, his voice low and serious, briefly glancing at Henry before locking eyes with me again. “If I had known, Lauren… I wouldn’t have left you.” I let out a short, bitter laugh. “You left me long before that piece of paper,” I shot back, resolute, without breaking eye contact. “When you cheated with Violet, when you started ignoring me in our own home, when you treated me like I was invisible. It wasn’t the divorce that destroyed everything. It was you.” The surrounding silence seemed to grow heavier. Ethan swallowed hard. I saw his jaw clench, but I didn’t back down.

POV: LAURENHe held my hand against his face, keeping it there as if he wanted to preserve the touch. His gaze roamed over my entire face, intense, tender, with that raw, quiet affection that only Henry could convey without saying a word. “I’d do it all over again. You’re worth every effort, Lauren,” Carter said in a low, steady voice, flashing that crooked, lazy smile he knew full well disarmed me. His eyes were warm, locked on me, as if nothing else around us existed. A shiver ran up my spine. My feet moved on their own, rising to my tiptoes, and without thinking, I leaned in closer. Our lips brushed slowly. His hand slid firmly down my hip, pulling me gently until my body was pressed against his. I rested my hand on his strong chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing mingle with mine. “You all mean everything to me,” he murmured with sincerity. &

POV: ETHANMy jaw clenched.“Us?” I repeated with scorn, laughing loudly, feeling my blood boil with pent-up rage. “You really had the nerve to say ‘us,’ Ravi?” I yanked open the glove compartment with a sharp tug, grabbed the gun wrapped in dark cloth, and, without hesitation, pressed the cold barrel against the underside of his chin. Ravi froze, his Adam’s apple bobbing with difficulty as he swallowed hard. His eyes widened, and the slight tremble in his jaw betrayed the nervousness behind his calculated psychopath facade. “There is no ‘us,’” I spat the words coldly, locking my gaze onto his. “You and Violet went too far. You screwed up big time and dragged me down with you. But I’m not going under. I’m going to collect every cent you stole. Every move you made behind my back. You’re going to pay me back. And fast.”