Semua Bab Billionaire's Untouched Flower : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Fred stood at the edge of the hospital suite, arms crossed over his chest, his jaw tight, Ana’s familiar scent was everywhere, soft, faintly floral, the same scent that had haunted his dreams.His voice cut through the silence like a blade.“What do you mean you don’t know?”Ana, sitting up on the hospital bed, stiffened. Her arms wrapped around her growing belly as if shielding it, from him, shielding it from the world.“I don’t know,” she said again, firmer this time, her tone became neutral, emotion buried deep beneath the surface.Fred narrowed his eyes. “You’re carrying a child, Ana. You don’t just not know who the father is.”Her throat tightened. She didn’t want to look at him, but she could feel his gaze digging into her skin like needles. She turned her face away, blinking back the tears that burned behind her eyes. No, she wouldn’t let him see her cry.“Can you think of anything?” she asked quietly. “Do I sleep around? That I’m careless?”Fred flinched slightly, the accusati

The day started quiet, everyone had gone, unlike the other day, it was just Ana in the room alone. The beeping of the heart monitor echoed through the quiet hospital room. The sun showed gently through the blinds, casting stripes of light across the white bedspread. Ana lay still, resting on the bed, her hand over her belly. Her thoughts were scattered. She had barely slept. Between Fred’s confrontation and the baby growing inside her, her mind wouldn’t let her rest.Then came a knock at the door. Ana turned her head slowly. The door creaked open, and a familiar face peeked in."Mia!" Ana whispered, sitting up slightly."Oh my God, Ana," Mia said, rushing in with wide eyes. "I saw everything on TV. The engagement party, you falling down the stairs... Everyone's talking about it. Are you okay?"Ana gave her a tired smile. "I'm okay. Just a bit bruised and shaken. The baby’s fine."Mia sighed in relief, placing a hand on her chest. "Thank God. I was so worried. I ran here as soon as I

The hallway buzzed with soft whispers and quiet gasps as Miles Nork walked past. Heads turned. Conversations stopped mid-sentence. It wasn’t just because he was back after years of vanishing into silence. It was the way he moved, very calm and confident, and dangerously charming. His dark suit fit perfectly, highlighting his tall frame. His very grey eyes scanned the hallway lazily, like a lion watching its territory. In his hand, he flipped a set of marble stones, tossing them into the air, catching them again without even looking. “Is that really him?” one of the assistants whispered to her colleague. “He’s… hotter than I imagined,” the other murmured, peeking over a folder. But Miles didn’t care about the attention. He was used to it. He was on his way to meet his brother, Fred Nork, and that was when he saw her again. The girl that had bumpedninto him earlier, Ana. She walked quickly, almost like she wanted to disappear. Her face was lowered, her eyes fixed on the

"I'm just returning from work now, and I'm seeing all my things outside. Please, Mam Telma, I beg you… if you throw me out, I have nowhere to go," Ana cried, her voice shaking with fear.She held tightly onto her small bag, kneeling beside her clothes scattered on the dusty floor. Her hands trembled as she tried to gather what little she had left. Her uniform was still damp with sweat from her long shift, and her heart pounded hard in her chest.“I don’t care anymore,” Telma replied coldly, standing a few steps away with her arms crossed. “It’s been weeks already, Ana. I can’t keep housing someone who can’t pay her rent.”Telma was an older woman, likely in her late sixties, with striking silver eyes and a face lined with deep wrinkles. She was average in height but carried herself with strong authority. Her voice was sharp, like someone who had seen too much in life and no longer had time for pity.“Get your stuff and leave this place,” she snapped, stepping aside and pointing toward

“Ana,” Miles called softly, watching her as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.Ana froze for a second. She didn’t know how long he had been standing there. Had he heard her being sick? Did he see her coming out of the bathroom?“You're here,” she said slowly, her voice a little shaky. She looked at Miles carefully, then noticed what he was holding in his hand. Her eyes locked onto the small bottle be held, her prenatal pills.“Is there a problem?” she asked, trying to sound normal, even though her heart was beating fast. She knew exactly why he was holding that bottle. She felt her stomach twist in nervousness.Miles didn’t move. He looked at the bottle, then back at her.“These are... prenatal pills?” he asked quietly.The room suddenly became very quiet. You could almost hear the sound of her breathing. Ana didn’t answer.Miles took a small step closer. His voice was gentle but serious.“Ana… are you… pregnant?”Ana's lips parted, but no words came out. Instead of answer