Semua Bab THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR : Bab 81 - Bab 89

Dr. Daniel pushed open the door of the small bungalow, his chest tightening with every step. The stench of alcohol hit him first. Then his eyes fell on Dr. Ride, lounging on a battered sofa, a half-empty beer bottle in his hand. “You missed the show,” Ride drawled, smirking as he lifted the bottle to his lips. He swallowed loudly before leaning forward. “The experiment was successful. Right now, there’s a womb inside the boy’s belly. Perfectly placed. But…” He chuckled darkly. “Unfortunately, your name won’t be on the records.” Daniel clenched his fists. “Where is the boy? I’m taking him.” Ride’s grin widened, mocking. “Taking him? You think you can just stroll in here and claim him? Not when you didn’t even have the guts to stand in that operating room with me. That’s not how it works, Daniel.” He rose from the couch, setting the bottle down with a loud clink. “That won’t be possible.” Ignoring him, Daniel shoved past and headed for the inner room. His breath caught the secon

Zayn walked into Dr. Daniel’s office, his steps heavy with frustration. He didn’t wait to be invited; he dropped into the chair across from the doctor and rubbed his temples as if trying to squeeze the stress out of his head. “Any progress?” Dr. Daniel asked carefully, watching him. Zayn let out a long sigh and leaned back in the chair. “Same as usual. Nothing.” The room went quiet for a moment. Then Dr. Daniel spoke again. “You need to clear this misunderstanding, Zayn. It won’t solve itself.” Zayn gave a small nod. “I know.” “So, how is it going?” Zayn asked, shifting the focus. Dr. Daniel straightened, pulling a file closer. “Lucien’s injury is healing well. Luckily, the knife didn’t damage any vital organs. As for the pregnancy… he’s eight weeks along now. The baby is healthy. If you want, we can schedule an ultrasound to find out the gender.” Zayn shook his head quickly. “That’s not the problem now, Doctor.” His voice grew tight. “What I want to know is—how will h

~~~~~A MONTH LATER ~~~~~~ Lucien stared at himself in the mirror and he looked down at his belly which had grown a little. Lucien rubbed his tummy as he stared at the mirror and Zayn hugged him from the back and kissed him. “Good morning, baby. How is my tiny baby doing?” Zayn asked, his voice warm, teasing, but full of care. Lucien smiled and responded softly, “Doing well.” Zayn brushed his hand over Lucien’s slightly rounded belly. He loved doing that every morning now, like it was his way of checking in with both Lucien and the baby. “I will be going out of town for a while, but I will be back soon. Selene and Cassien will be with you, okay?” Zayn said, resting his chin on Lucien’s shoulder. Lucien frowned as he turned to him. “That’s not okay. Let me go with you.” “Lucien, it’s just a week,” Zayn replied gently. Lucien pouted as he folded his arms, glaring at the floor like a sulky child. “A week is too long.” Zayn let out a small laugh, shaking his head. “You wo

After Zayn’s father was done talking with Lucien, he waved his hand lightly, as if dismissing the subject, and looked at the bodyguard standing by the door.“Take him back,” he instructed. His tone carried authority that left no room for questions. Then, after a pause, he added, “And send three more men with you. Protect him.”The guard bowed his head respectfully. “Yes, sir.”Lucien stood quickly, a huge breath of relief escaping his lips. His chest felt lighter the moment the words “take him back” left the old man’s mouth. He had been tense the whole time in that room, with Zayn’s father watching him like a hawk, as if trying to read his very soul. Finally, he could leave.“Thank you,” Lucien muttered politely, though his voice was tight. He didn’t wait for a response. Turning away, he almost rushed out of the room. His hands shook slightly as he clutched his bag closer to his body. Finally. I can breathe again, he thought.With the bodyguard who had brought him there leading the wa