All Chapters of THE CEO'S PREGNANT NANNY: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

POV: RAVII closed my eyes, feeling the bitter taste of frustration rise in my throat. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay in control. “No, Violet,” I said firmly, locking my eyes onto hers. “It’s Ravi. Your cousin. The only one who still cares enough to come here.” She blinked slowly, confused. Tears began to stream down her face again, slow and silent. I gripped her harder, almost crushing her face between my hands, forcing her to face the truth. “Ethan abandoned you, got it?” I hissed. “He threw you in here to rot. He signed your insanity papers and wants you to disappear. That bastard didn’t even bother to check if you’re still breathing.” She cried again, now with deeper, more intense sobs, her head falling to the side as if her world was collapsing. But I didn’t let her crumble. I straightened her up forcefu

POV: HENRYWithout saying a word, she began to undo the knot of my tie with calm, precise, and gentle fingers. I held my breath as she tilted her head slightly, studying my face with tenderness. She brushed the back of her fingers against my skin, forcing me to keep my eyes on her, even as warmth spread through my chest. “If it’s important to you…” she said, her voice firm yet serene, “then it’s important to me too. Margareth and Roger have never treated me poorly. They were always respectful toward me. They don’t deserve to carry the blame for their son’s mistakes.” I stayed silent for a few seconds, absorbing her words, the way her eyes never wavered from mine, and how she gave me reassurance even when she had reasons to doubt. I pulled her waist firmly, pressing our bodies together carefully, feeling her breath graze my chin. “Are you sure about this?

POV: HENRY“Are you sure about this?” Lauren asked, her voice trembling. Her hands were clasped tightly together, fingers intertwined with nervousness. “I don’t know if I’m ready to expose our kids like this.”Her eyes were brimming with tears, and despite trying to seem resolute, the fear was evident. I walked toward her slowly, feeling my jaw clench. My entire body was tense. I pulled her by the waist firmly, feeling her shaky breath against my chest, and ran my fingers through her soft hair, as if trying to soothe her through touch.“Unfortunately, Lauren, they’re already exposed,” I said softly but firmly. “Ever since they were born, the world has been watching them because of who I am. And now they need to know the truth… everyone does.”She gasped, her eyes slowly rising to meet mine. I saw pain, fear, and doubt in them.“They’re just babies, Henry…” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.I took a deep breath, fighting the anger burning inside me. Ethan, Violet, Ravi… tha

POV: HENRY“Why didn’t you tell me before?” Lauren searched my eyes, her own brimming with tears, her voice faltering. I sighed, subtly turning my face away. The silence between us grew heavy. I saw her lips tremble, her shoulders tensing with her held breath. “They need to see your pain, Lauren,” I said firmly, facing the journalists in front of us. The words came out colder than I intended. She recoiled from me as if struck. She stepped back slowly, looking at me as if she didn’t recognize me. “Henry…” she stammered, swallowing hard. “You…” Her expression was a mix of hurt and indignation. “You wanted everyone to see my reaction. You used it,” Lauren’s voice broke, but her eyes said everything. “I’m sorry, my love,” I whi

POV: LAURENI had just put the babies to sleep. They were calm, breathing softly, their little faces relaxed, safe there in our home. That peace brought me relief, but it also made the weight in my chest press even harder. Theodor was focused on his homework, sitting at the table with an attentive posture. Kate, as always, was beside him, helping with patience and that lighthearted humor that filled any space. She leaned in, pointed at something in his notebook, and smiled when she saw him understand. After a few minutes, Kate looked up and met my gaze. Her expression shifted, and she stood up to walk over to me. “Friend… are you okay?” she asked calmly, studying my face closely. “You seem… different. Something’s bothering you.” I swallowed hard. My throat tightened. I took a deep breath, but I couldn’t stop the slight trembling in my hands. I