All Chapters of His Baby, My Secret: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The echo of Liam's footsteps still lingered in the corridor, each fading note dragging tension out of the air but leaving behind a silence heavier than before. Elena stood rooted by the railing, her knuckles pale against the iron as though the city below might swallow her if she let go. Cassian didn't move. His presence remained a solid wall between her and the door Liam had disappeared through. But though his gaze was fixed forward, his thoughts were nowhere near as steady. He looked at her stomach. The image replayed, sharper each time, Liam's eyes dropping, darkening, almost possessive, before he spoke. Cassian's jaw clenched. So that's it, then. That man… he's the father. The realization pressed like ice into his veins. He should have felt nothing, Elena was his employee, and her private life was none of his concern. Yet the thought refused to release him. The way Liam had spoken, the sharp tension in Elena's voice, the silence she couldn't quite hold and all of it paint

Elena turned her face toward the car window, her temple resting against the cool pane of glass as the city blurred past. Lights smeared into ribbons neon, gold, and the faint pulse of red from brake lamps. The rain from earlier still clung to the glass, and each droplet distorted the outside world into fractured images. It felt oddly fitting, like her life reflected back at her: recognizable yet bent out of shape, broken into pieces no one else could see. She closed her eyes for a moment, willing her heartbeat to slow. But it was no use. The storm inside her refused to quiet. The silence stretched, taut and suffocating, until Cassian's voice finally cut through. Low, deliberate and controlled. "Why didn't you tell me?" Her breath caught. Tell him what? That the ground beneath her feet had shifted. That every choice she'd made since then had been a desperate attempt to protect something fragile? She could pretend she didn't understand, but there was something in his tone an u

Elena's breath came in shallow bursts, her fingers gripping the doorframe as if it were the only thing holding her upright. Liam's presence pressed against the room like a stormcloud, heavy and suffocating. "Secrets, Lena," he murmured, tilting his head. "You were never good at hiding them from me." Her stomach clenched. "Listen to one thing carefully, Mr Liam... This is my life and I stopped you from crossing that line a long time ago. So you don't belong here right now. Just leave...I said" But his eyes darkened, sliding down lingering on the protective way her arm hovered near her abdomen. He smirked, slow and knowing and her pulse spiked with panic. Before she could slam the door, a new sound cut through the tension which is low, powerful and also unmistakable. A knock.... Liam's smile faltered and on the other hand Elena's heart lurched. No one else should be here... The doorframe vibrated under another knock, harder this time, followed by a voice that froze her blo

Elena's trembling fingers barely managed to dial the number, but before the call could properly connect, a sharp wave of pain ripped through her body. Her hand slipped and the phone tumbled from her grasp, landing on the floor with the screen still glowing, the ring echoing faintly into the silence. Her body curled instinctively against the sofa armrest, breath jagged, shallow, as if each inhale demanded more courage than she had to give. "Please…" The word broke free, raw and fragile, almost lost in the shadows that seemed to press closer with every second. Every heartbeat was a hammer. Every pulse a knife. Every second a reminder of how alone she felt in the quiet storm of her own body. Outside, Cassian had only just reached the steps leading toward his car. Something stopped him cold...an unshakable weight pressing in his chest, a wrongness he couldn't explain. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out, and his eyes hardened instantly at the sight of the name fla

Cassian sat in the sterile corridor long after the footsteps faded, the only sound left was the low hum of the fluorescent lights above. Time stretched mercilessly, each minute dragging like a chain around his neck. The man who never waited for anything now found himself powerless, chained to a single door. Behind it lay Elena, who is fragile, silent, carrying both a secret and a life that suddenly meant more to him than his entire empire. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his hands clasped so tightly they trembled. The mask he wore in boardrooms, the impenetrable steel had shattered. For the first time in years, he wasn't the CEO of Wolfe Enterprises. He was just a man. A man afraid. Memories he had buried clawed back to the surface.... Another night, another hospital, another fragile figure slipping through his hands. He had sworn never to let himself feel this powerless again. Yet here he was, sitting in this white-walled corridor, terrified history was about to repeat