บททั้งหมดของ My Stepbrother Got Me Pregnant: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

ChristinaI stumbled back into the hostel.The building was quiet, the hallways deserted. My room was empty. I collapsed on my bed without even changing.My body was too tired to move, but my mind refused to shut off.I thought I had escaped him. I thought I’d never see him again.Yet there he was.Like a ghost I couldn’t shake.My hand drifted to my stomach. My fingers pressed lightly on the flat surface. but soon my belly would start to show. I couldn’t hide the truth forever.I just needed to hold on until he gave up and left on his own. That was the only way.I rolled onto my side, but his voice echoed in my head."We’ll marry in Virginia. Living in our own world. Having our own life."A laugh slipped from my lips. Bitter. Mocking. As if that future ever existed.I forced my eyes shut.Once I let myself believe the lie: that we could be a future, that he could be anything but a wound.When the pregnancy test turned positive, the truth hit me like a slap. The fantasy sounded beauti

Christina I danced harder. Laughed louder. My every move screamed I was no longer his. Every sway of my hips felt like rebellion. Every smile at another man was a knife in Hunter’s chest. For the first time, I wasn’t suffocating under his shadow. I threw him a glance across the room. He was already on his third, maybe fourth drink. His jaw was tight. His eyes locked on me like I was the only thing that existed. He looked like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing—his little pet turned wild. Glass shattered in his fist. Blood dripped down his hand. He didn’t even flinch. Good. Let it hurt. “Can I join you?” Samson slid in with a cocky grin. I smiled and let him. I made sure Hunter was watching me. I wanted him to burn. My lips still stung from his brutal kiss in the lounge. It shouldn’t have left me shaken, but it did. I could still taste him in my mouth. After months of running, he was still there. Hunter thought kisses could chain me. Thought one touch was e

ChristinaWhen my eyes opened, a strange fragrance slipped into my lungs.Chaos followed it, loud and constant, the kind I had grown used to. Every morning now, I woke up to noise—not because of the hostel, but because of the man who lived across from it.But something felt off.I pushed off the blanket and glanced at the balcony. Empty. Shasha and Lena weren’t there.My brows furrowed.The noise wasn’t in the room. It came from outside.I rushed to the door and froze.My breath hitched. Roses. The entire hallway was drowned in red, pink, white, and yellow roses.Bouquets were stacked against the walls and spilt into every inch until there was no space to walk.“Wow… they’re California roses,” a girl whispered.“They cost a fortune.” Another gasped.“Why is his girlfriend even in this cheap hostel when he’s obviously loaded?”Girls peeked out from their doors, whispering, giggling, and blushing. The air was thick with perfume and envy.“Your boyfriend slash stepbrother did it,” Shasha

Christina“I’m sorry, Asher…” My voice shook as I pressed my palms to my temples. Panic crawled under my skin. “It happened because of me.”Asher had just lost his job at the café. Not only that—his boss accused him of extortion.Extortion. I could still hear the way the man spat the word.“It’s okay, Chris.” Asher’s voice was calm, almost too calm. “It’s not your fault.”But it was. God, it was.Hunter. I knew it was Hunter. I dared him to hurt Asher physically, so instead he ripped the ground out from under him.I never should’ve dragged Asher into this. Not when I knew exactly how low Hunter would sink when it came to me.“How much?” My throat burned. “How much did you have to pay him?”“Four grand.” Asher tried to smile but it was a pitiful. “Dad’s going to kill me.”I dug into my bag and pulled out the envelope I never touched—my savings. Money for the baby. Seven months left, but I could save again before then.“Chris…” His brows furrowed as I shoved the cash at him. “This is yo

HunterThe moment I stepped out of the hospital, I rubbed my face with both hands. I wanted to slap myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.Christina was back.Finally.I’d been tired of pretending. Pretending I didn’t care. pretending I had accepted her walking away with that bastard.I never would. Not in this life.And now she was here again, under the same roof, breathing the same air.Even if it was just for two weeks, it felt like the universe had given me another chance.She said yes.That was enough.For the first time in months, I felt alive.I didn’t want to push too hard, not yet.I’d make her comfortable, lower her guard, remind her what it used to feel like when she belonged to me.And once I got that part of her back, I wasn’t ever letting go.The next morning, Dad came home from the hospital. The whole family sat together for breakfast like some perfect picture.Melania brought in the food. Brekkie rolls and bacon, Christina’s favorite.“It’s good to see everyone to