บททั้งหมดของ Mr. President Has A Baby Bump: บทที่ 371 - บทที่ 380

Chapter 160🖱️Jayden🖱️An asshole will always be an asshole.I don’t even know why I surprised myself by expecting something different. To think I actually believed he changed. Or was trying to change. Or even understood the damage he caused.That was my first mistake.Victor has always been calculated. Charming when it suits him. Honest only when cornered. And somehow I still let myself soften around him like I don’t know better.But here’s the problem.Asshole or not, I need him right now.And I hate that.I hate that the same person who messed with my bond is also the person I feel safest around when everything starts shaking.I was now half lying on the bed, technically still within the space of his arms, even though there was distance between us. Emotional distance. The kind that doesn’t disappear just because bodies are close.I turned my head slightly to look at him.“Tell me about this blue fire of yours,” I said, changing the topic deliberately because it was obvious that l

🖱️Jayden🖱️“Ok that enough, I will go pack so we can leave.”I said it like I was calm, like this was just another normal day and not me about to drive back into a world that currently hates me. Victor was sitting on the bed watching me with that unreadable expression of his, like he could tell I was lowkey spiraling but decided not to call me out on it.I stood up before I could change my mind and went straight to my room. I didn’t even pause in the hallway. If I paused, I would think. And if I thought too much, I would probably start questioning everything including my life choices.I pulled out a bag and started packing. Clothes first. Simple stuff. Nothing dramatic. Then the important things. The weapons I can still use without my powers courtesy of my papa. Extra cash even when I know I will never make use of it. Charger. The little things that make you feel prepared even when you’re not. Folding my shirts felt heavier than it should. Not because of weight. Because this trip is

🖱️Jayden 🖱️I felt a warm breath on my face before I fully woke up. My eyes were still shut and my brain halfway floating somewhere between sleep and whatever dream I was having, but my body reacted on instinct. I moved fast. Faster than I thought I could without my powers.My hand shot up and grabbed whoever was hovering over me by the neck, fingers tightening before I even processed what I was doing.The car jerked slightly as brakes were hit.“Jayden,” a strained voice said, calm but tight. “It’s me.”My eyes snapped open.Victor.Right.We’re in the car and on the road.Not under attack or ambushed.Just parked somewhere quiet because we drove half the night and I passed out mid argument about music.I immediately let go like I had just touched fire.“Are you insane?” I snapped, my heart still racing like I just fought for my life.He rubbed his neck slowly, looking more offended than hurt. “You almost crushed my throat.”“You were hovering over me like a sleep paralysis demon,

🖱️Victor🖱️ Pain is loud. That is the first thing I understood the moment we hit the ground. Rolling out of a burning car while shielding the one person you would rather die than lose is not cinematic the way people imagine. It is ugly. Gravel cuts into your skin. Your shoulder slams against hard earth. Your ribs protest like they want to crack open and file a complaint. My whole body was in pain from the jumping and rolling, but I did not care about that. I only cared about one thing. Jayden breathing. My blue fire still wrapped around him, flickering and alive, keeping the enemy flames away from his skin. I could feel the heat of the attack, smell the smoke, hear the crackling metal behind us. The car was gone. Completely swallowed. They are here for him again. The realization did not surprise me. It just confirmed what I already feared. Jayden stepped slightly to the side despite my arm trying to hold him back, stubborn even when the world is trying to kill him. I was

🖱️Sammy🖱️One minute I was at home trying to act like everything was under control.The next minute my wolf lost its mind.I was in my father’s room, letting them draw my blood again. Fourth time since we got back. Fourth time watching his face stay pale no matter how much of me they poured into him. The room smelled like medicine and weakness and things I refuse to accept.“Enough for today,” the doctor said carefully.I nodded but I was not really listening. Because something else was rising inside me. It started like a tremor under my skin. Easy to ignore.Then it wasn’t.My wolf snapped up so violently it felt like someone screamed inside my skull.Jayden. No voice said it.But I knew.The bond hit me hard, like someone grabbed my spine and yanked it. My pulse spiked. The air in that room suddenly felt wrong.He was in trouble.I stood up so fast the chair behind me fell over.“My prince?” one of the nurses called.I was already walking out.Actually no.Running.I did not expla