Semua Bab The Billionaire's Virgin Surrogate: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Evelyn’s POVThe morning was so bright that rays spilled through the half-drawn curtains, making the room brighter and softer. Evelyn stirred awake, her hand instinctively finding the gentle rise of her belly. The rhythm of the baby’s movement was faint now, just a little flutter, then stillness, then another soft push against her palm.Thirty weeks, almost thirty-one.Sometimes she still couldn’t believe how fast it was all happening. Every morning felt like a new chapter in a book she hadn’t realized she was writing, one heartbeat at a time.She smiled when she heard footsteps outside her door, it was familiar, steady. Damian’s.He pushed the door open without knocking, his tie already loosened, jacket draped casually over one arm. His grey eyes softened when they met hers.“You’re ready?” he asked, his voice still rough from sleep.“Almost,” she said, brushing her hair back and reaching for her cardigan. “You really don’t have to come, Damian. I can go with

Evelyn’s POVThe day began softly, the way only early spring mornings in New York could, with bright sunlight breaking through the clouds. Evelyn stirred beneath the duvet, blinking at the slow rustling of the trees in the garden, her body moving with that careful heaviness that came with the last stretch of pregnancy.Thirty-four weeks.She whispered the number to herself sometimes, not out of fear but out of wonder. She had carried this tiny life for eight months; every kick, every flutter, every sleepless night felt like a small miracle stitched to her memory. The weight of her belly was heavier now, but the feeling that came with it, the quiet pride, was something she couldn’t describe.Her hand drifted over the curve. “You’re almost here,” she murmured, her lips curving into a sleepy smile. “Just a few more weeks.”Beside her, the sheets were warm but empty. Damian had been up early. She knew because he always left behind the faint scent of his cologne, it sm

Felicia's POV The quiet after she ended the call felt almost too heavy to breathe in.Felicia stood in the middle of the examination room, latex gloves still on, her eyes fixed on the door that had closed behind Damian and Evelyn. The faint scent of disinfectant lingered in the air, mixing with something warmer, a trace of Evelyn’s perfume, soft and floral.The sound of their voices had long faded down the hallway, replaced by the low hum of the clinic’s machines. She could still imagine the echo of Evelyn’s laughter, faint and distant, the sound of a woman content in her illusion of safety.Felicia peeled off her gloves slowly, the snap echoing too loudly in the still room. Her heart was still pounding.Two heartbeats.She had seen them clearly.At first, she thought it was a reflection, a trick of the machine. But when she adjusted the probe again, her breath caught. There they were two distinct rhythms flickering across the monitor, two tiny shapes shifting w

Evelyn's POVEvelyn stirred awake to the scent of fresh roses.For a moment, she blinked at the sight before her, a bouquet of crimson flowers lying across the nightstand, wrapped neatly in white silk, beside a heart-shaped box of chocolates.A small card rested on top.“For you and our little one. Don’t forget to smile today. — D.”Her lips curved slowly, her fingers brushing the edge of the note. Damian had gone back to the office early that morning, leaving before she even woke up. He mentioned last night that he had back-to-back meetings with investors, but he still found time, somehow, to send these.The man never said much, but he had a quiet way of showing care that left a mark.She brought the bouquet closer, inhaling the soft scent of roses. Her heart fluttered, and for a moment, everything else, the world outside, the uncertainties, all fell away.It was just her, the baby, and the memory of Damian’s tired but gentle smile.She rose slowly, her hand b

Vanessa’s POVThe soft hum of the air conditioner was the first thing she heard when she stirred awake. The curtains were half drawn, letting in streaks of ray that cut across the marble floor. The penthouse was quiet, almost too quiet, and for a second, Vanessa forgot where she was.Her body still felt heavy from sleep, her limbs warm beneath the silky sheets. She stretched lazily, her hand instinctively moving over the curve of her stomach. The touch grounded her, reminded her of everything that had unfolded the previous day and that morning, the call, Nurse Felicia’s trembling voice, the truth that had changed everything.Two babies.The words still played in her head like a secret melody. Evelyn was carrying twins. Damian’s twins.Vanessa smiled faintly, rolling onto her side as the memory replayed. She had known Felicia would fold the moment she pushed hard enough. They always did. Women like Felicia, nervous, weak, ruled by fear, always broke when power whis