บททั้งหมดของ He's Gay (English Version): บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Clinton repeated his question as soon as Rhea stepped out of the car. "Are you sure you want me to drop you off here?"They were parked right in front of Lucas’s condo building, its tall structure casting a long shadow across the street as the late afternoon sun began to dip lower in the sky."Yup. I’ll just take a taxi later," Rhea replied, offering a soft, uncertain smile. "I know today’s the start of your two-day shift at work. I’ve already taken up too much of your time."Clinton sighed, the tension in his shoulders betraying how much he didn’t want to leave. "Fine. But if you need anything, anything at all, just call me. Okay?"He stood there, hesitant, watching her with quiet concern. She looked small against the backdrop of the building, fragile in a way that twisted something in his chest. He wanted to stay. He wanted to walk her up, make sure she was okay. But he also knew she needed space, to be alone, to process, to heal. And he had responsibilities waiting at the agency.Rh

Ruffa, along with Lucas’s sisters and cousins, was on his way back to the city after what felt like the longest weekend of their lives. The car sped along the highway, cutting through stretches of sunlit road and occasional patches of shade from trees arching overhead. The air inside the vehicle was a strange mix of exhaustion and lingering tension. Most of them were quiet, lost in their own thoughts, except for the two usual suspects, Kaley and Lucia, whose constant bickering filled the air like a never-ending radio static.“Cut it out, you pervert. I’m not in the mood.” Lucia snapped, her voice sharp enough to slice through the silence. She glared at Kaley with fire in her eyes.Kaley, behind the wheel, looked unbothered. One hand rested loosely on the steering wheel while the other was tucked under his arm. His jaw was tight, brows drawn together as he gave her a sideways glance.“Oh really?” he drawled, smirking without even looking at her. “You walk around in a two-piece like you’

Lucas stood up slowly, his legs weak and unsteady beneath him as though the weight of the past days had finally caught up with his body. His mother reluctantly let go of his arm, her eyes filled with worry as they flicked from her son to the two powerful men who had just entered the room. The air in the living room thickened with their presence, heavy with unspoken judgment and long-held expectations.Lucas’s heart pounded against his ribcage as his grandfather and father took their seats across from him. It felt less like a family visit and more like a trial, and he was the accused standing before the court. The silence was deafening."Grandpa… Dad…" Lucas finally spoke, though his voice wavered, raw and low. Just uttering those words felt like dragging guilt out of his throat. Disappointing them had always been his greatest fear, but this time it felt personal, like he had tarnished something sacred.His grandfather, imposing even without saying a word, tossed an envelope onto the ta

Lucas said nothing at first. He simply stepped forward, as if pulled by an invisible thread, and wrapped his arms around her. The embrace was sudden and desperate. It was not the kind of hug that asked for permission or offered comfort. It was the kind that begged for forgiveness. The kind that said, without words, that he was unraveling. His arms trembled around her as if she were the only thing keeping him from falling apart completely.“I missed you,” he whispered into her hair. His voice cracked with every syllable, thick with emotion. “I’m sorry. I was a coward. I was afraid of my feelings. But not anymore. I love you, Rhea. I love you so much. Please come back to me. I can’t take this anymore. I don’t want to lose you.”Rhea’s heart clenched violently inside her chest. For a second, she allowed herself to sink into the warmth of him, the familiarity of his scent, the sound of his voice that used to lull her to sleep during the most painful nights. But then everything rushed back—

Later that afternoon, Rhea returned home and found Lucas sitting in the living room, chatting with her mother. She didn’t know what they were laughing about, but Mama was chuckling like a teenager. Both of them froze the moment Rhea entered.She didn’t say a word. She just looked straight at Lucas."Let’s talk," She said firmly, then turned around and walked outside.She made her way to the small garden. The scent of flowers filled the air. Moments later, she felt him behind her. She turned to face him, her expression unreadable.“I’m so—”“Here.” She cut him off, handing him a brown envelope.Lucas took it hesitantly and opened it. Inside were the test results and the pregnancy kit.He stared at the contents for a long time, his hands beginning to tremble. Then he looked up at her, his eyes filling with tears.“I’m pregnant,” Rhea said quietly. “And yes, you’re the father.”Lucas covered his mouth with one hand, too stunned to speak. “Father? I’m going to be a dad? Oh God. Thank You.