All Chapters of His Baby, My Revenge: Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

Erin's POV“Come on,” I dangle the keys in front of Finn. “We’re going on a late-night adventure.”Finn has been pacing, apologizing, and pacing some more for the last few hours. Every time he sits down, it’s like his mind goes stagnant, and he has to move to keep his thoughts from dragging him under.If we were in a cartoon, he’d have those squiggly lines above his head and smoke coming from his ears.“I’m sorry, but I can’t imagine I’d be very good company,” Finn mutters.“Well, I’m too pregnant for us to drink away our sorrows at home, so,” I dangle the keys again, “Humor me.”An hour later, we’re in the ‘teenager’ area of Cannon Beach, except, it’s a Wednesday night, and everything is nearly dead.“Where exactly are we?” Finn muttered as I pulled the car up to the curb.“This place was my escape growing up,” I smiled, walking backwards towards the arcade. Finn thrust his hands in his pockets, narrowing his eyes at me, “You weren’t always parading around the woods with burning bodi

Rowan's POVColor me surprised when I received a phone call from the hospital informing me that my dear wife had been brought in unconscious.“You’re really going?” Ophelia jutted out her bottom lip. “She’s nothing to you anymore.”“Yes, I’m fucking going,” I snarled, not giving a damn when she flinched at my tone.What Ophelia didn’t know was that she was only a pawn in my game at this point. Sure, she was a good fuck. Her desire to please me constantly was the ego boost I needed most days, something Erin couldn’t be bothered to do anymore.A problem I’d intended to fix before everything went to shit.Originally, Ophelia was supposed to be a tiny bump in our path to a happy marriage, but she got clingy and I grew desperate to keep her quiet. Which is how I got my ass into this situation in the first place.I loved Erin. She was the perfect wife, and I intend to make sure she knows her place will always be by my side.Especially now that I know the truth about who she is to him. Brin

Erin’s POVMy eyelids felt like they were being pulled down by an invisible force. The heaviness made it impossible to shake the fog that had clouded my mind.Rowan stood at the end of my bed, and maybe it’s the fog, but he looks… relived to see that I’m awake.He wasn’t answering my question, so I turned towards Az.He looked somehow worse than when Finn and I left earlier in the day.Even so, the corner of his lips curled into a soft smile, “They said everything was okay,” a glassiness overtook his tired eyes. “You and the baby are healthy.”I squeezed his hand, nearly forgetting about Rowan’s presence altogether.Seeing him standing at the end of my bed when I first opened my eyes almost sent me into a panic.“Rin,” my nickname fell from Rowan’s lips, but it sounded so wrong. The mouth, the tone, the way he doesn’t enunciate the i like a long e… “Do you think we could talk?” Rowan ran a hand through his brown hair, his voice softer than I’ve heard it in months.“Whatever you have t

Erin’s POV“On a scale of one to ten, how do you think that’s going to go?” I bobbed my head towards the fading pack house.Enzo was bringing me to visit with Sin while Finn and Azure finally talk.“If you would have asked me last week, I would have told you Finn would be belly up kicking his leg after five minutes, but now,” Enzo’s face didn’t change, and I was starting to wonder if it was intentional… A way for him to be unreadable to those around him.He shrugged, “Who am I kidding. Finn is the kind of devoted that borderlines obsession,” the corner of Enzo’s lip curled into a smirk, “What’s it like?”As my brows knitted, Enzo tsked before dramatically opening his arms, “Being the center of someone’s universe, of course.”“Honestly?” It was a question, and he rolled his eyes as if it were a stupid one. I suppose it is. Despite his ‘I don’t give a fuck attitude’, there’s a softness beneath.“It’s terrifying,” I swallow, feeling emotion clogging my throat, and turn away from him. I k

Finn's POVShitty timing. Shitty timing?I feel like I can’t breathe. The walls are closing in and darkness shrouds my vision.“Whatever it is can wait,” Az snarls, but it sounds like a mere whisper.Thump. Thump. Thump. Why can’t I breathe?My fingers curl into a fist, scraping and tugging at the skin above my heart. It might explode.I’m out of control…. And I hate it. I can’t focus, let alone think of a way out of this feeling.“Finn,” Az’s voice is closer than before, but it isn’t until his palms connect with my cheeks that I blink away the haze clouding my mind, and stare into glistening steel. “Hey,” his voice is low, soothing even, but I can’t…. I can’t. I slap his hands away from me, “Don’t fucking touch me.”Fuck, this is embarrassing.“You….” Every word is embarrassing and I don’t recognize myself.‘I can take it,’ Nash whispers, ‘Let me take it, Finn.’ Can I keep going like this? Forcing my feelings onto Nash in a piss-poor attempt at coping… It’s disgusting, and the tol