All Chapters of Pregnant For My Ex, Married To His Rival : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

With the door creaking faintly as she stepped in, her heart thudded softly in her chest when she heard Eros’ voice fading into silence with his phone lowering from his ear. As she froze by the door, her gaze lingered on his seated figure just at the edge of his bed, his elbows resting loosely on his knees.He had been on another anonymous call—the realisation settled heavily in her chest, and for a second, she couldn’t find her voice.With Eros' face lifting slightly, his blue eyes lingered on her steadily and unblinkingly from where he sat. His brows slightly raising, his head tilted at her in a way that clarified all his questions.Adriana’s fingers fidgeted against the doorknob, her breath coming in shallow puffs. She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came from it. After a moment, she finally managed to force her voice past the tightness in her throat. “I…” she started, then swallowed hard, as she forced her eyes to meet his. “I came to check on you. You’ve been acting a litt

As the engine roared alive, he drove off without a single glance at the rearview mirror, the remaining two bodyguards following in another vehicle. As his face flashed across the side window, it reflected a faint outline of a man torn between rage and resolve. With the tendons in his hands stretching pale as his grip tightened on the steering wheel, his thoughts became loud and deafening, circling round the same name he couldn’t bear to say out loud. By the time he reached home, the penthouse loomed quietly, its glass doors reflecting his approach. As he stepped out of the car, the weight in his chest only grew heavier. “Daddy, are we still going out?” Hardin’s voice suddenly pulled him out of his trance as he helped him and his sister out. Eros looked at him swiftly. “Maybe,” he murmured in a flat and too distant tone. Tessa’s brows furrowed. “Maybe?” she echoed softly, her fingers twisting at the edge of her pink sweater. Without giving an answer to her question, Eros simply s

“Seems she’s here.” Eros’s voice slipped through the phone speaker, dropping with both calm and mockery. The sound of it made Antonio’s head snap up, fury blazing across his face like a storm breaking.Before he could speak, Abby's voice floated through as she leaned forward on his desk. “Hello, handsome,” she purred with a wide grin, effectively cutting off the secretary mid-sentence.As the secretary froze, unsure what to do, Antonio’s sharp glare flicked towards her. With a curt flick of his hand, he dismissed her without a word.The woman, who seemed to be in her late thirties, nodded quickly and left, the door shutting behind her with a soft click that seemed to seal Antonio in a box of rage.The moment the room was silent again, he turned his full focus to the phone screen. “I need to see my kids,” he demanded in a low, steady voice edged with threat.Abby gave a smug laugh, her heels clicking as she shifted her weight. “Not so fast,” she interpreted, reaching into her bag and p

Antonio’s hands trembled as the reality of the moment sank like lead into his chest. Abby, still on the floor, stared up at him with terrified eyes, her palms resting on the cold floor for balance.For the first time, the room eventually spun around him because of fear. “Please… no. Please don’t do this,” his voice cracked, raw and uneven, as the anger that had carried him moments ago now trembled into real fear, helplessness, and desperation. His hand clenching around the edge of his desk, his eyes stayed locked on the screen. “I’ll do it. I’ll do everything you want. Just, don’t do this,” he pleaded, his breath hitching.Eros’s smirk only deepened, and the bastard didn’t even blink. He glanced briefly at the glass in his hand, and just then, he turned his eyes back to the camera. His silence was deliberate; his motionless figure only kept Antonio hanging by a thread. But then suddenly, he burst into laughter.As the amused sound burst out of him without warning, echoing sharply thro

Having carefully dropped them next to his car on their feet, he gently opened the back door and helped them in. Once they were buckled in, he bent toward them and met their frightened gazes. “Hey,” he said softly in a low and warm voice despite the storm in his chest. “Everything is fine now, okay?” Hardin blinked, hesitant, before nodding. Tessa’s lip trembled, but she also managed to give a small, brave nod. Antonio brushed a strand of hair from her face and then forced a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’ll be taking you two to my home now,” he murmured, and then shifted back. With the door closed, he circled to the driver’s seat and started the engine. The drive back to his mansion was cloaked in silence, broken only by the hum of tyres on asphalt and the occasional sniffle from the backseat. A few minutes later, the headlights of his car washed over the mansion's marble driveway as he parked in the garage. As he killed the car engine, he exhaled shakily and then