All Chapters of PREGNANT WITH THE COLD CEO'S BABY: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Damian chuckled lightly. "No, he is," he said, tilting his head toward the other side of his car.Kaira straightened to see who he meant.The driver stepped out, his head lowered as he walked toward her.Her brows lifted, her mind racing as if trying to place a half-forgotten memory.When he reached them, Damian added, "He’ll be the driver. He drove me here. Not as skilled as Vincent, but manageable."Vincent gave a small smile at the rare compliment, wondering if Damian really was softening.The driver slowly raised his head, and his eyes met Kaira’s. She didn’t look away, waiting for a clear view of his face.Something about him tugged at her memory... the scent, the height, the hair, the build, the skin tone.I’ve seen this person before.Damian noticed her intent stare and raised a brow. What has her so focused?He wondered.Finally, the driver lifted his head fully and their eyes locked.Kaira’s eyes went wide. Her mouth parted in shock as she pointed at him without thinking."Yo

Kaira slowly looked up at him and gave a small, tight smile."I feel… much better now," Damian said quietly, his eyes on her.The car started and rolled forward.Damian’s gaze dropped to her wrist; the one that was hurt. He kept staring, his expression unreadable.What is he looking at? Kaira followed his eyes and saw he was watching the rope burn.She tugged her sleeve down to hide it.But Damian gently took her hand, his fingers warm against hers. "Let me," Damian said softly, nodding, his eyes almost pleading.Her resistance faltered, and she let her hand fall away.Kaira flinched at the touch but didn’t pull back.Why is my heart beating like this? It feels like it might burst.Her eyes lingered on his, her face softening.Damian didn’t look away.I didn’t forget, Kaira. I’m sorry for involving you in this.The soft glow of the streetlights spilled through the windows, warming the car’s interior.He lifted her sleeve for the second time, his expression tightened with concern. The

Her eyes widened as she repeated, "I can’t accept your gift.""But…" Damian began, but she cut him off."I’m sorry." She set the bag down on the empty space between them, her fingers lingering for a moment before she pulled them back as if the package might burn her.Her shoulders stiffened, and her chin lifted a little higher."Wait. You don’t even know what I was about to say," Damian pressed, his gaze was steady on her.Kaira let out a shaky exhale, her eyes darting away from his. "In any case, I don’t want your gifts. I’ll buy my own phone somehow.""Really?" Damian’s tone was full of quiet amusement."Yes." She replied."And the contract?" Damian asked.Her throat tightened. "We already signed it," she said quickly."And your copy?" His lips curved into a smirk.Her composure faltered. Her eyes blinked fast, and she gripped her dress against her knees as her mind scrambled for an answer.Finally, she looked up at him, her voice becoming softer now. "Well… if you could lend me you

Kaira's POV"What's all this about, Oliver? Why... tell me I heard it wrong," I whispered, my voice was weak, surprise trembling through every word."Kaira, I... I... please, let me explain. It's not what you think." His shoulders sagged as he stepped closer, his eyes darting between mine and the floor. And his hand lifted toward my shoulder, but it trembled midair. His voice caught, thick with regret, like a man choking on the weight of his own lies.Jennifer’s brows pulled together, and she tilted her head slightly, studying me. My name rolled off her lips in a whisper, as if it rang a faint bell in her memory. Her eyes narrowed, searching my face, trying hard to place me."Do not touch me!" I snapped, pushing Oliver's hand away. His arm dropped weakly to his side, his fingers curling in defeat.Jennifer’s eyes narrowed, and the uncertainty on her face hardened into anger."Who the hell are you to raise your voice at him?" she snapped, her voice was sharp and her jaw tightened as

It was around 9 AM. The morning sun cast a pale glow through the bus windows as it rumbled down the road. The bus was nearly empty, with only a few seats occupied. Camille sat in the back, her headphones firmly in place, her eyes looking down at the floor. Her expression was full of sadness, and her thoughts were a thousand miles away.However, Jason sat in the seat in front of her."Hey, can I ask you something?" he said, turning around.Camille didn’t respond, lost in her own world. The calm music in her ears seemed to pull her deeper into herself.Jason noticed the distant look in her eyes and quietly stood to move beside her."Hey, can I sit here, Camille?" he asked, tapping her shoulder lightly. His face looked pale.Camille slipped off her headphones and looked up."What are you doing? I told you I wanted to be alone," she said weakly.Jason’s shoulders slumped. "But you agreed to let me take you out," he said."Only because you said you wanted to cheer me up, which you’re not d