บททั้งหมดของ THE CEO'S PREGNANT NANNY: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

POV: HENRYI adjusted myself on the bed, pulling her closer until her head rested against my chest. Lauren gently slid her hand across my torso. The touch was light, but enough to make me shudder. I bit the inside of my cheek, controlling my reaction. “Becker?” I called her name, my voice rougher than I intended. “Yes?” she answered softly, with a lazy yawn, as if exhaustion was finally taking over. I glanced down at her hand, which continued tracing slow patterns on my skin. “If you keep touching me like that, you’re going to have to give me a lot more than just sweet kisses,” I murmured, my voice deep and husky. Lauren froze for a moment before looking up at me, surprised. Her hand stopped instantly, hesitating. A low chuckle rumbled in my chest. I caught her hand bef

POV: LAURENHenry remained silent, staring at me. His dark eyes studied me intensely, as if searching for something within me. He cleared his throat and let out a long sigh before finally turning fully toward me.“I’ve been in this position before.” Henry’s voice came out low and cold, carrying something I couldn’t immediately identify.Chills ran down my spine. I lifted my eyes, frowning at his closed-off expression.“With Mia?” My own voice sounded hesitant. An uncomfortable feeling settled in my chest, like a tightness that was hard to ignore.“No.” He denied without hurry, his hand lifting to touch my hair.The gesture was deliberate. His fingers brushed a strand away from my face, gliding smoothly along my cheek until they reached my jawline. The warm contact made my heart race. When his fingers held my chin, a surge of electricity ran through my body, leaving my breath unsteady.“It was for a girl in college.” He murmured, his voice weighed down by something that rooted me in pl

POV: HENRYShe held her breath.I liked that.“Sleep,” I whispered, burying my face in her hair, inhaling her scent, letting my touch linger at the curve of her waist before pulling back slightly. But not completely.It took her a while to relax, to let her body fully sink into the mattress. But eventually, it happened. Her breathing became more steady, though I knew she wasn’t asleep.Neither of us was truly resting.I felt the slight tremor in her body, the way her fingers clutched the sheets, and how her breath faltered every time my chest brushed against her back.And then I did the unforgivable.My fingers traced slowly along her arm, exploring her skin in a deliberate, firm stroke. When I reached her wrist, I pressed gently, feeling the rapid pulse beneath my fingertips.She let out a quiet, shaky sigh, as if trying to swallow any reaction.“You’re tense,” I murmured against her neck, my mouth close enough to catch the sweet scent of her skin. “Do you want me to move away?”Laur

POV: HENRYI didn’t see Lauren for the rest of the day. I preferred to keep my distance—or at least, that’s what I told myself. The truth was, I needed to push her away. I was getting too involved. Time passed without me noticing. A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. The housekeeper entered, carrying a dinner tray, and Theodor followed close behind, holding my medication with a displeased expression. “Thank you,” I said, taking the pills. The housekeeper hesitated, wringing her hands as if she wanted to say something. I sighed and tilted my head. “What is it?” “Forgive me, Mr. Carter. I don’t usually interfere, but.” She glanced quickly at Theo before looking back at me, uncertain. My mood was already sour. “Just say it,” I muttered, swallowing

POV: LAUREN“I told you, love, that this miserable infertile woman would come chasing after us the moment she found out we’re expecting a child.” Violet's voice was sharp, dripping with disdain. The surrounding air grew heavy. My body turned cold. My legs weakened. She was pregnant with Ethan’s child. My baby would have a brother or sister. My heart pounded in my chest, a tight knot forming in my throat. “I… I didn’t…” I tried to say something, but the news hit me like a punch. The shock kept me from continuing. “You must be dying inside, knowing you were incapable of fulfilling your husband's dream of becoming a father. Now that he’s with a woman of class, he’s finally achieving it.” Violet sneered, a cruel smile playing on her lips. “Poor thing, so useless that even