All Chapters of Carrying The Alpha's Child: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Lucas pulled out his phone, his jaw tight as he dialed the number for the hospital. His heart pounds in his chest as the phone rings. Bella sat quietly beside him on the hotel couch, watching him with wide, worried eyes. He squeezed her hand to reassure her, though he himself felt far from calm.Finally, the call connected. “Dr. Amelia,” Lucas said, trying to keep his voice steady. “I need to know the details of this lawsuit against Bella.”There was a pause on the other end of the line. Dr. Amelia’s hesitation was obvious. “Mr Stone, I… I didn’t want to be the one to tell you this.”Lucas’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Tell me what?”“The lawsuit…” Dr. Amelia sighed. “It was filed by Ava.”The words hit him like a physical blow. Lucas froze, his mind racing, unable to comprehend what he had just heard. He had actually hoped he will be wrong, he had hoped “Ava?” he repeated, disbelief lacing his voice. “Are you sure?”“I’m certain. She’s claiming breach of contract and emotional dist

Just a day after her world had nearly collapsed, Bella received an unexpected call from the surrogate hospital . Her heart was in her throat, fear gripping her tightly as she answered, bracing herself for the worst. But instead, the words on the other end stunned her into silence.“The lawsuit has been dropped.”“What?” Bella whispered, her voice barely audible as she clutched the phone tighter. “What do you mean?”“The lawsuit,” her lawyer repeated, more certain this time. “It’s been withdrawn. Ava’s legal team sent a formal notice to us. You’re in the clear.”Bella felt her knees give way as she sank onto the bed, relief washing over her. Tears of joy and disbelief welled in her eyes. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. All the worry, all the fear—just like that, it was gone. The storm she had been dreading had passed.Without hesitation, she grabbed her phone and dialed Lucas’s number, her fingers trembling. Her heart raced as she waited for him to answer. After a few r

Ava stepped out of the car, her high heels clicking against the stone path as she walked up to the front door. Her breath hitched, the weight of her grief pressing down on her chest. She hadn’t cried yet, not really, but she knew the moment she saw her mother, the dam would break.She had to tell her mother everything, and she wanted to tell her in person. Her mother is the only one she can talk to right now. Her friend Chloe will never understand.She has been ignoring her calls. Ava knows at this time in her life only her mother will give her what she needs to win.And maybe, just maybe she's bitter with her friend Chloe. She suggested the whole damn surrogacy thing to her.She sighs as she approaches the door.The housekeeper let her in without question, and Ava walked through the familiar halls, the smell of her mother’s expensive perfumes wafting through the air. She heard faint voices coming from the sitting room and knew her mother and sister, Felicity, were both home.As she

The following morning, she sat in front of her mirror, brushing her hair as she studied her reflection. She practiced the sweet smile she would need to wear, the kind of smile that conveyed blissful contentment and nothing more. Her eyes, though, told a different story—harder, more determined, and filled with a burning need to win.Her first call was to her PR team. She had always been careful to maintain a polished image in the media, but now it was time to ramp it up. She needed the world to believe she and Lucas were still the power couple everyone admired, and that this new chapter of their lives—parenthood—was going to cement their legacy.Within hours, her team was in motion. They scheduled interviews, photoshoots, and appearances, all carefully crafted to spotlight her “pregnancy” and her supposedly strong relationship with Lucas. Ava even insisted on a full maternity wardrobe, complete with custom-made dresses that highlighted her growing bump—a bump that, of course, didn’t

He stares at the stack of papers on his desk, but his mind is a thousand miles away. He needed a plan. Something concrete, something that would free him from this tangled mess with Ava, once and for all. So, with a deep sigh, he picked up his phone and called his lawyer."Lucas," the voice on the other end greeted him, calm and professional. "I've been expecting your call. How can I help today?""I need legal advice, Thomas," Lucas replied, leaning back in his chair. "It’s about Ava... and the divorce. I need to know the best way to move forward without her dragging me through hell.""Of course," Thomas said, his tone serious. "I understand you’ve been facing a difficult situation with her. Why don’t you tell me everything? That way, I can give you the most accurate advice."Lucas exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair before beginning. He laid it all out—the lies, her pregnancy, Ava’s desperate attempts to hold onto him, and her latest scheme of granting interviews with the