Lahat ng Kabanata ng PREGNANT WITH THE COLD CEO'S BABY: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

"She's Kaira's malicious cousin," Jason replied to Mira, who looked lost between them."Kaira? Who’s Kaira?" she asked again, but this time Camille was the one who answered before Jason could speak."You don’t know her," Camille replied sharply, sounding like someone spilling their anger."Camille..." Jason called her softly and gently held her hand to calm her.She turned her head toward him, and their eyes seemed to communicate quietly.Mira’s brows pulled together, looking surprised. She was only asking a question, but Camille took it as a personal affront."Sorry," Camille said, turning toward Mira. Her voice was flat, as if she were forced to apologize. It didn’t sound genuine at all.Mira gave a small smile. "Well, it’s cool," she said, pretending not to care. But deep down, she was annoyed at Camille and just tried to hide it.Who does she think she is to talk to me like that? Doesn’t she know who I am? Tch!Mira said to herself while keeping her face neutral.Anyway, I brought

Kaira's POVAfter a long drive, before we came to a stop, I noticed this wasn't the road to his work.I had peeked outside from the car window and saw that the surroundings were quite different, unlike an office. And unlike the De&J company, there should be a sign already, something to show a prestigious company. When I had seen it in the news before, it wasn't like this. According to Vincent, he had told me it's just a two-hour ride and we were almost there."Are we... is it his office or somewhere else?" I asked with uncertainty."It's his house...""What!" I screamed out in horror before I even knew it. I was definitely sure he got startled by my scream because of how his body reacted. He turned uncomfortable, and his brows raised."His house?" I added, but my voice wasn't as strong as the first time. It was almost covered by surprise this time around."Yes ma'am. I should have told you earlier. I'm sorry ma'am," Vincent said."Of course you should. Why didn't you?" I said, the wor

Kaira's POVThe interior was massive. Marble floors gleamed beneath my feet, and expensive paintings lined the walls. Then I saw it. The Salvatore Mundi painting... The one that sold for $ 450.3 million!My mouth fell open as I stood there, completely mesmerized. I'd heard about this painting before but never thought I'd see it in person. Still, even as I stared at it, I couldn't help thinking that if I had that kind of money, I'd never spend it all on a single painting.At that moment, a memory surfaced. Memory of when Camille was telling me about this exact painting."I would love to get a taste of this." Camille had clicked her tongue and shaken her head slowly, staring at the image on her phone. She'd seen it on social media after some billionaire's son acquired it."Taste of it? Is it food?" I'd stared at her with mild confusion until I saw the painting myself. Then all I could do was admire it."So what do you think?" Camille had asked, watching my reaction."Not bad." I had tr

Kaira's POV.Sarah suddenly turned around, her back facing me as she looked at Damian. My brows pulled together. I thought she was about to sit with me, but she seemed to change her mind halfway.I stayed quiet, trying to understand what was going on. The silence between them felt strange that I couldn’t tell if they were talking with their eyes or just lost in thought. From where I sat, Damian’s face changed for a brief moment, so quick that I almost doubted what I saw. Maybe I imagined it, because he soon looked the same again.I leaned a little, stretching my neck to see Sarah’s face. For a second, I even thought of standing up to ask if everything was fine, because the silence was starting to feel too much.Then Sarah turned again, this time toward me. Her face looked different... like she was suddenly in a hurry to leave or just wanted some air. I couldn’t really tell what it meant, but something about her expression left me confused."Alright, I almost forgot. I have an appointm

Kaira's POV.The dining room was nothing short of breathtaking. Golden lights glowed softly over the long marble table, and the aroma of rich, mouth-watering dishes filled the air.I sat quietly, my eyes darting from the gleaming plates to Damian and then to the chief maid.Before me were trays and bowls covered with silver lids, each holding the promise of something delicious.I blinked in awe, unsure if I was allowed to touch anything yet, because I could hardly hold it in, and my stomach growled again.Damian’s gaze shifted to me immediately, and I quickly avoided his eyes like it was nothing, rubbing my stomach as if that would stop it from making noise.At Damian’s signal, the chief maid stepped forward and began removing the covers from the food on the table.With calm, graceful movements, she uncovered each dish one after another, releasing waves of irresistible aroma into the room.I was still left stunned, wondering what her deal was.I swallowed hard, just watching the food