All Chapters of Pregnant With The Billionaire's Twins : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Jordan’s pov. The big front door shut behind us with a heavy sound. The new house felt strange, too wide and too quiet. Our shoes echoed against the shiny floor as we stood in the entrance. Katherine gave me a small smile, her eyes already drooping. She looked more than just tired from travel. She looked worn out deep inside.“I’m done for today,” she whispered, rubbing her forehead. “Jordan, you’re a lifesaver. Just… please remind them to brush their teeth before bed.”I waved her away. “Go on. Don’t worry. I’ve got them. We already have our bedtime system, remember?”She nodded and walked up the big stairs without even looking back at us.That left me with the twins. Diana and Dominic stood side by side, staring up at me in the giant hallway. The noise from the pizza place earlier was gone now. Their faces, still shiny with tomato sauce, looked suddenly serious. The house around us was dim, almost too big for them, and I could see the nerves settling in now that bedtime was close.

Katherine’s POVThat morning as the sun hit the window I got up and shrugged off the laziness. I could still feel the jet lag from yesterday but I got up and did some stretches as I felt better.I got out of my room, had my bath and dressed up before seeing Jordan playing some games in the living room.“Morning,” I said to him as he laughed.“You look like a bundle of joy.”“Try sleeping with jet lag. Let’s see how that feels.”He couldn’t argue as he knew where I was going so he let me go.His only job was to look out for the kids.But the moment I got into my SUV to drive off I noticed the children sneaking into the car.My hand froze above the keys. I didn’t need a second look. I knew exactly what it was.They thought themselves smart but they were about to regret it.Oh, you little terrors. I thought.A plan rose in me instantly and it was a little bit satisfying. If they wanted to hide in my car, then fine, let’s see how they liked the ride. I adjusted the mirrors slowly, turni

Cassandra’s pov“Doesn’t matter,” I said, pulling out to follow her. We kept a few cars between us, a casual, easy tail. She drove like a mom. Predictable. Careful. It was almost boring. “Let’s see what she’s up to and teach her a lesson.”She didn’t lead us to a seedy apartment or a cramped office. She led us to a hospital. A nice one, part of a large medical campus.“Interesting,” Anastasia mused as we watched her park. “Visiting hours? Or does she work here?”We drove with her while she drove around a block multiple times.“The hell is she doing?” My sister said as I sighed.“Unless she’s lost, I don’t know.”She soon parked in the lot of the hospital as we found a spot with a clear view of her car across the road and killed the engine. We waited. This was the tedious part. The watching.Then her door opened. And she got out. She looked at where our car was parked before she opened a second door and two children popped out.Well that was unexpected.Katherine. Here. With… children

Katherine’s povThe sight of them stopped me cold. Cassandra and Anastacia …  two faces I didn’t expect, two faces I hoped I’d never see again …  standing before me like they belonged here. And it wasn’t just that they were there, wasn’t even the smug little smiles plastered on their faces …  they had my twins.Diana was wriggling in Cassandra’s arms, tiny fists pounding ineffectively at the woman’s shoulder, and Dominic was already crying his high, panicked cry that always seemed to pierce straight through to my bones.My heart lurched up into my throat. I gasped. My hands clenched into fists before I even knew it.“Leave them alone.” My voice was shrill and quaking, and I hated that they could hear the shake in it.“Well look who it is. Do you even know how Dacre is?” Cassandra tilted her head at me, like she was amused.The name hit me like a punch. I stumbled in my tracks, the walls of my throat closing in. I hated how they could shake me by simply uttering his name.Anastacia smi

Zelda’s povI tried to clear my throat so it wouldn’t look like I was rattled. “This is madness. No. This isn’t possible.”Cassandra stepped forward, pointing at the photo. “Look at that nose. Look at his hair. He looks like Dacre when he was a boy.”I swallowed. She wasn’t wrong. I could see it. That resemblance. But I refused to let it settle in me. I shook my head, pushing the phone back.“No,” I said firmly. “She’s playing a game. A dirty one. That girl always wanted to tie herself to this family and now she’s desperate enough to… who knows… steal children or pay someone to pretend.”Anastacia arched a brow. “You think she bought twins? Like a prop?”“Yes,” I snapped. “Or maybe she found someone weak enough to play along with her charade. Don’t stand here and tell me Dacre could have been involved.”Cassandra smirked. “Wouldn’t he?”I glared at her. She looked away but the smile stayed. I hated that she said it. I sipped my drink, then turned back. “Where is she now? Where is she