All Chapters of Pregnant for the Heartless Billionaire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Damien’s POVThe morning air in Evercrest was colder than I remembered, brisk and sharp enough to sting. By the time the car pulled up in front of the police station, my nerves were already humming. The city was the same, but everything about it felt different now, heavier.Adrian was waiting outside, a coffee cup in one hand and a folder in the other. He waved me over as soon as I stepped out.“You made good time,” he said. “I wasn’t expecting you until noon.”“I didn’t come here to waste daylight.”He smirked faintly. “Fair enough. Come on, he’s inside. We’ve been holding him since dawn.”The moment we entered the station, the atmosphere shifted, the mix of stale air, coffee, and something metallic that clung to every interrogation room I’d ever stood in. Adrian led me down a narrow hallway lined with glass partitions.“You’d be amused to know,” he said, “I almost didn’t come in today. I was supposed to drive to Westmere, start the investigation into the attempted abduction.”“You’r

Damien’s POVI switched off my phone and set it facedown on the nightstand. The blue light still burned faintly against the darkness of the room. Sleep didn’t come easily. My mind refused to be silent. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw James’s face, the easy smile, the casual deceit that had cost me five years of peace. Beside me, the pillow still carried Elena’s scent. I reached for it in the night and held it close, pretending she was there. Pretending the world hadn’t fallen apart because of one man’s envy.I woke before dawn, unrested, the sheets twisted around me. Coffee did nothing to still the buzzing in my head. The phone remained stubbornly silent; no word from the police, no progress update.If I stayed in the house, I’d go insane, so I dressed for work and left for the office.The skyline of Evercrest glittered as usual, cold, bright, and utterly indifferent. From the outside, everything looked perfect. Inside, it was war.At the office, I stopped by the private boardroom

Damien’s POVThe call connected before the first ring ended.“Damien,” Adrian’s voice came through, sharp and alert. “What’s wrong?”“I just received a message.” I read it aloud slowly. “You’ve gone too far. Do you plan to pay the price? No name, no number I recognize.”Adrian didn’t even pause. “Forward it to me. I’m on my way.”He didn’t ask where I was. He already knew.He showed up less than thirty minutes later, his car pulling through the gates with its headlights slicing through the dark. I met him outside before the guards even had the chance to announce him. The night air was cold, and the weight between us was heavier than the silence.Inside, I poured two glasses of whiskey. Neither of us drank.Adrian took the phone from me, his eyes scanning the screen. “Anonymous number. Masked ID. Whoever sent this knows what they’re doing.”“They also know how to find me,” I said quietly.He slipped the phone into his pocket. “Which is exactly why you’re going to increase your security

Elena’s POVI woke early. The house was still quiet, but the heaviness in my chest had softened.When I came downstairs, Adrian was already gone. He’d left a note on the kitchen counter in his sharp, neat handwriting:Heading to meet the team. Call if anything happens., AElijah joined me a few minutes later, coffee in hand. “Looks like your guardian angel left early.”I smiled faintly. “I think Damien pressured him.”He laughed. “Wouldn’t surprise me.”I drove to the office after dropping the twins off at school. The city was just waking up, sunlight glinting off glass buildings, the streets humming with normalcy that felt strange after everything that had happened.But as I walked into Oswald Hotels, that uneasy feeling crept back again, the awareness of eyes following, whispers starting and stopping as I passed.I ignored them. It wasn’t new.I was reviewing invoices when a soft knock came at my door.“Come in.”Ethan stepped inside, his expression a mixture of curiosity and concern

Elena’s POVThe air inside the interrogation room shifted the moment Adrian told Ethan to back off. The tension didn’t fade, it only rearranged itself. Silence stretched, thick and uneasy, until Ethan finally spoke.His voice trembled at first, then sharpened. “So that’s it?” he said bitterly. “You’ll just let him control everything, even now?”I frowned. “Ethan, ”He ignored me and turned to Adrian, fury simmering in his voice. “He’s playing husband now, isn’t he? Where was he for the past five years, huh? When she was struggling to raise his children?” His tone rose with every word. “We might not be as wealthy and powerful as him, but at least we were there, for his wife, and for his children!”The words hit me like a slap.I didn’t even notice when I stood up. My pulse thudded in my ears, my throat tightening. For a second, I wasn’t in the police station anymore, I was back in those years when the whispers followed me everywhere.The abandoned wife. The one Damien left. The