All Chapters of I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis: Chapter 371 - Chapter 377

Still, I didn’t argue, just got up and let him steady me as we started walking slow laps around the villa.I kept sneaking glances at him as we walked. His expression was so serious it was almost comical, as if he were pondering some grave philosophical problem.Then, as we passed the conservatory, he suddenly stopped. I stopped too, confused.‘We need two names,’ he said, thoughtful. ‘For both girls and boys. And not Maple.’I stared at him. So that’s what he’d been thinking about all this time.‘Fine. Not Maple.’ The name had been something I’d made up on a whim ages ago, never meant to be permanent, but apparently he’d taken it to heart.‘So,’ I asked, ‘have you come up with any good ones?’‘I’ll think about it properly when we get back,’ he said.I could only sigh. So all that brooding was for nothing, then.We

Ashton stood there, watching me with that same familiar gaze that felt almost achingly nostalgic.My heart gave a small, helpless tremor.When I finally found my voice, it came out tight, nervous without my realising. ‘You… what are you doing here?’‘I came to see… the babies,’ Ashton said.‘Oh.’So that was all he’d come for.‘How have you been these past few days?’I thought he was still asking about the babies.‘Good,’ I said casually. ‘I’ve been eating and sleeping well. The babies are fine too.’‘That’s good.’‘Mm.’We stood there facing each other, both at a loss for words.After a while, when the silence began to stretch too long, I looked up at him. ‘Would you come for a walk with me? I go out every morning for a bit.’He nodded. ‘Take a jack

Ashton came to the ranch whenever he could, but honestly, he was becoming more childish by the day.Every evening, after carrying me upstairs to the bedroom, he would sit down beside me and start giving our unborn babies a very serious lecture.I’d be half-lying there while Ashton leaned over slightly, one hand braced on the mattress by my waist, his whole face filled with concentration as he talked to my belly.He spoke as if they could actually understand him. It was ridiculous, but I had to admit it was also a little heart-warming.Watching him like that, in the quiet of the night, softened me. I reached out and gently stroked my stomach, thinking, ‘Your dad really does love you two. He’s going to be a good father.’Just then, I felt a faint movement in my belly, and Ashton stopped mid-sentence.I looked down and saw a small bump rise and fall under the thin white fabric of my nightdress.It wasn’t the

I pretended I hadn’t heard him. He’d said that every time I was in pain, and I knew he didn’t mean it.But this time, maybe the babies actually picked up on the threat. Because right after he said it, they suddenly went quiet.‘Huh?’ I was bracing myself for another wave, but the pain just... stopped.‘These two little ones are surprisingly well-behaved this time,’ I muttered, still fighting the urge to throw up.It wasn’t real nausea at this stage. It was just that, when the babies had been kicking about, they’d managed to shove everything inside me around, pressing on my stomach until I felt sick.‘They’d better behave every time.’ Ashton’s face was dark.He poured me a glass of warm water. I drank straight from his hand and finally felt a little better. Leaning back against him, I caught my breath.‘You’re right. Two kids are enough,’ I