All Chapters of Carrying The Alpha's Child: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Lucas sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration as he leaned against the wall, looking at Bella with a mix of guilt and desperation in his eyes. He had rehearsed what he was going to say a hundred times on his way over here, but now that he was standing in front of her, every word seemed to catch in his throat. He took a deep breath, bracing himself for the inevitable conversation.“Bella,” he started softly, his voice breaking the tense silence in the room. “I need you to understand something about what happened… with Ava.”Bella’s arms were crossed defensively over her chest, her eyes hardening at the mention of Ava’s name. She had already heard enough excuses, enough lies. “I don’t want to hear it, Lucas,” she muttered, turning away from him.But Lucas wasn’t going to let it go that easily. He pushed off the wall and took a step closer to her, his voice more insistent now. “Please, just listen to me for a second. What happened… is very far from what you think”Bella’s

Lucas sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands, as the weight of his conflicted emotions threatened to crush him. He had always imagined this moment—being on the verge of having a family of his own. It was everything he had wantedA big family, a house filled with the sound of children’s laughter, a wife to share it all with. But none of it was happening the way he had planned.Instead of excitement, all he felt was emptiness, and a guilt that clung to him like a shadow. He had tried for years to get Ava on the same page, to share his vision of family, but she’d always put her career first. And now that she was suddenly pregnant, it wasn’t the joyous occasion he had once hoped it would be. It felt like a trap, like something she had done to keep him from walking out the door. To keep him away from Bella.He groaned, rubbing his temples as his mind raced with conflicting thoughts. Ava needed him now—she was carrying his child, his blood. Bella… Bella was carrying his child t

Ava sat on the floor, her knees pulled up to her chest, staring blankly at the luxurious furniture around her. None of it mattered now. The sobs that wracked her body came in waves, uncontrollable and raw, as the reality of what had just happened crashed over her. It wasn’t just the tears that streamed down her face but the crushing weight of defeat, the overwhelming sense of losing everything. Her career. That damn career. The one that had made her feel invincible. The one she had sacrificed everything for. Once upon a time, the flashing lights of cameras and the red carpets had been enough. She had thought that success would fill the void, that it would be enough to sustain her, even if it meant delaying everything else. Lucas had asked her, time and time again, for them to start a family. And each time, she had said no. She was too busy. Her career came first. But now? The career that had once made her feel alive now felt like a curse.The man she loved—the man who had once look

Ava stared at the screen, her hand trembling as the picture of Lucas and Bella kissing stared back at her. The pain ran through her like a wave.She drops her phone onto the table, her heart pounding in her chest. She could hear the constant buzzing of her phone as notifications continued to flood in—her publicist, the media, even friends who pretended to care—but none of that mattered. All she could see was Lucas kissing Bella.Her body shook with anger, humiliation, and regret. She had ruined everything. This was her fault—she knew it. She had chosen her career over him for so long. She had ignored his pleas to start a family, brushed him off when he tried to get close. And now, the woman she had chosen to carry their child, a mere surrogate, had stolen the one thing she never thought she’d lose: Lucas.Ava stood up from her chair, her legs feeling weak as she paced around the room. She was supposed to be strong, powerful, in control of her life and career. But now? Now she was just

Lucas sat down across from Ava, his expression heavy with exhaustion and determination. This conversation had been coming for a while, but now that it was here, the weight of it pressed down on him. He knew there was no going back after this.Ava sat silently, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her face was a storm of emotions—anger, fear, and a trace of disbelief. She had been waiting for this moment, but hearing the truth was another matter entirely.Taking a deep breath, Lucas met her eyes. “Ava, we need to talk. Really talk,” he began, his voice softer than usual.Ava’s eyes narrowed, her lips thinning as she braced herself. “Is this about her? About Bella?” she spat the name like poison, though beneath her anger was a deep hurt.Lucas nodded. “Yes, it is. And it’s about us, too.”Ava scoffed. “Us? There’s no ‘us’ anymore, is there, Lucas? You’ve already made up your mind. You’re in love with her. I know that much.”There was no point denying it. He wasn’t here to make empty