Married But Pregnant With My Ex's Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

June 11, 2024..."Adina, stop!" Vanessa’s voice cracked through the silence as she rushed into the ward, the harsh white lights of the facility making everything feel too exposed, too sterile.The faint bite of antiseptic clung to the air, barely masked by the artificial lavender mist puffing from a nearby diffuser.Adina was standing next to her bed, barefoot on the cold floor. Her hospital gown hung off one shoulder, her arms streaked red.She didn’t stop. Her nails dragged across torn skin like she was trying to peel something off—or out—of herself."Baby, no—no, stop that." Vanessa reached her, grabbing her wrists gently but firmly.Adina didn’t look at her. Her eyes were wide and glossy, as she stared at the walls of her ward room."It won’t stop," she whispered. "It’s under my skin. I can feel it... I have to get it out..."Vanessa’s heart ached. This wasn’t her granddaughter. Not the fearless, wild girl she raised after her son died. This was someone who had been broken."You’re

April 26, 2016Pacific Grand Hospital. 10:15 AM For six years, Adina King-Harrington had dreamed of this moment. Prayed. Begged. Cried. Clawed at hope even when it felt impossible.And now—finally—it was here.She was pregnant.Her hands trembled as she clutched the test results, her breath unsteady.A lump formed in her throat, thick and overwhelming, as tears burned the back of her eyes.A shaky laugh bubbled from her lips as she turned to her husband, Eric Harrington, “I told you,” she whispered, her voice breathless, her eyes gleaming.For the first time since the IVF procedure, Eric smiled—a real smile, wide and unguarded.It had taken his mother’s relentless insistence to push him into this process, but now, seeing the proof before him, a wave of relief crashed over him.“You did,” he murmured. His usually stiff posture eased as his hand lifted hesitantly, hovering just above her stomach. Then, slowly, he let himself touch it.It was tentative at first, as if he didn’t quite b

“Over my dead body will you do such a thing, Adina!”The voice rang through the room, firm, unwavering, absolute.All heads turned as Vanessa King, Adina’s grandmother, strode in like she owned the place. Which, in a way, she did—considering the Crown mansion had been her wedding gift to Eric and Adina.Despite her seventy years of life, there was no hesitation in her stride. She moved with the poise of a queen, her very presence commanding the air.By her side stood Jeremy Woods, her personal assistant of nearly fifteen years—loyal as ever. And beside him, Caleb West, friend to Dominic and her late son and also the King Group’s legal director.The air in the room shifted instantly.Adina and Eric sprang to their feet, their expressions frozen in shock. They had all agreed to keep the news from her—so how had she found out?Tension crackled in the silence.Dominic, however, remained seated, his face unreadable.Mabel, ever the strategist, was the first to recover. Clearing her throat,

The hum of the luxury car’s engine softened as the driver pulled up in front of the Lumière Grand Hotel, one of the most exclusive dining destinations in the city.The sleek glass building towered in the night, its polished surface exuding quiet elegance and secrecy—the perfect setting for a private meeting.At the backseat of the car, Eric turned to Adina, his fingers instinctively reaching for hers.“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” His tone was gentle, but reluctance flickered in his eyes. “We don't have to do it all through as Grandma dictates…I mean…”Adina squeezed his hand reassuringly, cutting him off his words “I’ve got this, Eric. You trust me, don’t you?” He sighed, brushing his thumb over the back of her hand. “Of course, I do. I just don’t like the idea of you there alone with him.” Although Eric had accepted Adina’s grandmother’s wish and reassured her of his support throughout the pregnancy, he still felt unease about Adina meeting Ryan alone.He

Eric winced as his mother, Mabel, carefully applied pressure to the wound on his hand.The gash from his crashing into the glass coffee table at Ryan's office was bleeding, but the pain barely registered compared to the turmoil raging inside him.“Eric, what were you thinking?” Mabel scolded, dabbing antiseptic onto the deep wound on his left hand before wrapping it with sterile gauze. "Why did you go to Ryan's office? You're only escalating the situation. What if he decides to sue you for trespassing and assault? How will you explain this to Adina and her grandmother?”Eric gritted his teeth, a low growl escaping his throat as the pain from the wound pulsed through his hand, each throb fueling the frustration already boiling inside him. “I can’t just sit back and let him take everything I’ve worked for over the past six years. This isn’t just about the baby—it’s about Adina too. She’s still my wife.” Mabel’s hand stilled, and she looked up at him, her face tightening with concern