All Chapters of PREGNANT WITH THE COLD CEO'S BABY: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

#Kaira's POVMy heart jolted as our eyes almost met.Thump!"What do I do?" He was moving closer... as if he had seen me.I grabbed a mask from the nearest display and threw it over my face."What are you doing? You..." the vendor snapped, clearly annoyed I took the mask without asking... and blocked her display from other customers."I’m sorry... I’ll pay! Double," I said quickly, breath hitching in panic."Then move! You're blocking my stall!" she snapped."Eish," I muttered, frustrated."Here." I pulled my wallet from my pocket, but the money inside wasn’t much.If I paid for the mask now, I wouldn’t have enough left to reach the apartment... and then the hospital.The woman held her hand, waiting for me to put the money in it.I was still trying to hide from Tony while deciding what to do. But priorities first.I pulled out the cash, but when she reached for it, I pulled my hand back."I’ll give you all of it... on one condition," I said, keeping the mask in place.But my clothes

#Kaira's POVThe man standing before me was tall and broad-shouldered, his dark uniform stretched across a solid, muscular frame.His face was carved with sharp lines, carrying a quiet warning that needed no words.His jaw was square and firm, with deep-set eyes that looked like they had seen too much. Scars marked his weathered face: one thin line above his left brow, another trailing down his cheek.His arms were crossed over his chest, muscles visible even through his sleeves."I'm here to see the patient inside," I said, forcing my voice to steady despite the storm inside me.But the man still stood firmly without moving."I'm Mr. Oliver's guardian," I insisted."They told me he's awake... waiting for me." But still, the man didn’t move.Had Oliver’s family come before me? Were they the reason I was being kept out?Or could it be they knew the truth that Oliver was saving me before he got himself into this mess and were angry with me?It was the only reason that made sense right n

# Kaira's POVI jolted up soon, faking a smile awkwardly.Oliver's eyes flickered uncertainly."I… I need to step out for a bit. Don’t worry about me, okay?" I said after collecting myself. My heart was still racing, but not as wildly as before."Can I come with you?" he asked calmly."No. There's no need to come with me. I promise to be back for you, okay?" I said, letting out an awkward smile."Take care then," he said without arguing much."Mm-hm. Thank you." I nodded.A moment of silence.Just as I turned to walk toward the door, something flashed in my memory—and I froze."Food!" I blurted out."If you need food..." I began, gesturing awkwardly."I will order for you. What do you want to eat?" I asked.Oliver was staring at me."It's fine. You can cook when you're back," Oliver replied with a small smile."Don't!" I blurted before I could stop myself."Don't wait for me," I added."Why? You said you would be back, right?" he asked, unsure."Yeah, I did... I did say that, but..."

# Kaira's POVAfter pulling myself together, I whispered, "Let go of me."He said nothing. His arms stayed locked around me like chains.I forced myself out of his grip. My hands shook as I stepped back.I shot a glance at him, then looked away quickly. How was I supposed to react? Sad? Angry? Frustrated? Like his innocent little sister? I didn't know anymore. So I just held everything inside, where it burned like acid."I'll leave first," I said. My voice came out weak and broken.Tony stood silent, his expression folded in on itself—blank, but tight around the eyes.I walked to the roadside. Each step echoed too loudly on the deserted street, like I was being followed by the sound of regret.I kept expecting to hear him following, but the silence stretched behind me like a wound.Maybe I shouldn't have left like that. Maybe I was too harsh. Too rude. Maybe I hurt him.When did things get so complicated? When did facing him become so hard?A bus appeared in the distance. Its headligh

# Kaira's POVHe was dressed completely in white. A white suit that looked like it cost more than my entire wardrobe. White sneakers that gleamed like they'd never touched dirty ground. A silver watch that caught the light with every movement. Even his phone was white. Everything about him screamed luxury and power.His expression had changed completely from the man I remembered. Before, he seemed lonely and broken in ways that made my heart ache.But now... now he looked like he owned the entire world. The way he spoke, the way he barged in without even greeting Uncle or Aunt Martha. And Vincent—Vincent, who had seemed so confident and well-off before, was now bowing to him like a servant.So Damian worked at De&J Enterprise? Who was Damian really? Could it be that he was the boss Vincent had spoken about?"You remember me, don't you?" His voice was deep and commanding. His big eyes looked straight into mine, as if trying to bore through my soul. That confidence that screamed wealth