Semua Bab Pregnant For My Ex-Fiancé’s Father : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Kaelon’s POVI watched Aaron, still sitting across from me, staring at his plate with an expression that could only be described as disbelief. He let out a bitter laugh, and I felt my gut twist at the sound. It wasn’t the laugh of someone finding humor in the absurd; it was the laugh of someone teetering on the edge of frustration and resignation, about to snap.“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he said, shaking his head, as though what I had said was beyond the realm of possibility. His voice was low, but sharp, a tone that I knew far too well—the one he used when he was getting ready to let his emotions fly, whether I liked it or not.“What’s so funny?” I asked, leaning back, watching him closely. I had a feeling I knew where this was going.“Is it really that easy for you, Dad?” His words came out like daggers. He locked eyes with me then, as if daring me to answer. “If it’s that simple, why the hell didn’t you fall in love after Mom? Why the hell did you keep yourself closed off fro

Liv’s POVA pounding headache split my skull as I stirred, a dull ache radiating from behind my eyes.I groaned, forcing myself upright, blinking against the harsh morning light streaming through the curtains.My limbs felt sluggish, my mouth dry and tasting of regret. The night before was a blur with flashes of music, laughter, maybe a streetlight spinning past. And then… nothing.I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to massage some clarity into my thoughts.What the hell happened?My phone lay cracked on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with a flood of missed calls from Lara and Vio.My stomach twisted with unease. Shoving aside the tangled sheets, I forced myself out of bed, wincing as my legs protested.“I need coffee.” I muttered under my breath.And answers.By the time I made it to the kitchen, Lara and Vio were already perched on the counter, steaming mugs in hand, looking way too entertained for my liking. The smell of coffee made my stomach lurch before settling

Vivi’s POVI couldn’t help myself. I stood there, laughing under my breath, almost mocking at how ridiculous it was that Aaron was standing on my doorstep, holding a bouquet of flowers. He had ignored my calls for days, shut his phone off like some moody teenager. And yet here he was, on the other side of the door, his face stiff with something between regret and impatience, holding out those damn flowers like he was some romantic hero in a cheesy movie.“Really?” I muttered under my breath, staring at him in disbelief. “Now you come around?”I leaned casually against the doorframe of his car, arms crossed, and gave him my best ‘you didn’t see this coming’ look.“Aaron,” I started, letting the word slide off my tongue, “So after you finally decided to show up, you're just going to be spewing too much nonsense, is that it?”He was tense—too tense. There was something about his energy, his aura, that told me something was off. Not that it mattered. I wasn’t the one playing for anyt

Liv’s POVI stood there for a few seconds, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. There I was, standing in the VIP entrance of the Blackwood Corporation building, having a near confrontation with Kaelon. But of course there was nothing I could really do other than to just stand there and take it.I wanted to scream, to yell at him for being so condescending, but I caught myself just in time. He was my boss, after all. His words echoed in my head, as sharp and cruel as a whip. “Time is money, Liv. And you’re working in my company now. You might want to act like it.” I swallowed, the bitterness rising in my throat. The nerve of him. He had no right to talk to me like that, to belittle me in front of God knows how many people who had probably witnessed the entire exchange. I had every right to talk back, to remind him that I wasn’t some employee to be treated like a child.But I knew better.I knew better than to engage with him. Kaelon was too

Liv’s POVBack at my office, the sound of the clock ticking echoed through the otherwise silent office, reminding me that time was slipping away. My fingers ached from the long hours of using my pencil. But I couldn’t afford to mess this up.Kaelon’s expectations hung over me like a dark cloud, and no matter how much I hated to admit it, the pressure felt like a heavy weight on my shoulders.I had promised to deliver, and deliver I would.The sketch pads on my desk seemed endless, spread out like a labyrinth of paperwork and design plans. I shuffled through them, scanning for errors and double-checking every little detail. The clock on the wall moved faster than I wanted it to, but I refused to let that stop me. The designs had to be perfect.I glanced at the calendar on my screen, the date flashing in front of me. The end of the week was quickly approaching, and I still had so much to do. So many sketches to perfect, so many decisions to make.A soft knock on my office door snapped