Semua Bab Pregnant For The Milson Heir : Bab 11 - Bab 20

The sheets felt rumpled beneath my hands. I stretched my arm across the bed reaching for Miguel, but the space beside me was empty. My eyes flew open. He had fallen asleep in my room the night before. I scrambled to my feet, leaving my slippers behind.“Miguel!” I called out for him, as I came out of my room.He popped his head out from behind his bedroom door. “Yes, mummy.”I stared at him, confused. “Baby, come out fully would you.”Somehow I was more curious about why he was hiding behind his door than why he wasn’t beside me in bed.“Are you sure mummy?”“Of course I’m sure, baby.” I tightened my silk robe around me.He came out of his room and said, “I dressed for school,” he looked down as though he had been caught doing something bad.“Mummy, you had a bad dream yesterday,” then he pulled the puppy face at me. “And I didn’t want to disturb mummy,” he came closer to me and hugged my legs then looked up at me with his doe eyes, and I was not falling for it this time.I hated when

Britney picked up her loupe first, then the refractometer, then UV lamp, carefully examining the gemstone from the left to right. The first stone, she picked it up with her tweezers, held it under the loupe, checked it against the refractometer, set it down against the UV lamp then documented the colour grade, clarity, carat weight and treatments of the stones. Moved to the next stone and continued the same process. I loved when Britney was in work mode, she would bury her head into the stones if she could. She was a two-time award-winning gemologist and she deserved it. I continued sketching loose settings for the two unordered stones. Nathan cross referenced the supplier documentation. The three of us worked in comfortable silence. “The first nine stones were solid. Two matched rubies, three sapphires, three green tsavorite garnet and one spinel. All good quality, nothing too particular.” Britney read from her notebook. “Hmm,” I smirked as I continued drawing. Then I heard Br

My head pounded as I struggled to open my eyes, the smell of the environment wasn’t something I recognized. I tried to open my eyes again, but all I saw was bright lights, my vision blurred before it slowly shaped itself around the light source. I looked around slowly before I saw a familiar face speaking to someone in blue scrubs but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. My gaze landed on a drip, and I followed the tube until I realized it was attached to me. I wondered why I was in a hospital and who Becky was talking to.I tried to seat up using whatever strength I could pull from my arms but failed.“Sophia, take it easy.” I heard Becky’s voice as she helped me sit up. My vision was still too blurred to make out who stood behind her. Out of habit, I reached for the side table for my glasses, but they weren’t there. She turned to look at me. “Your glasses broke, but I had someone make you another pair.” She smoothed the blanket over me. “It hasn’t arrived yet.”“This is Doctor

For one full second I did not process the words as words. They were only sound. Two syllables and a surname that had lived somewhere in the back of my chest for six years, suddenly spoken out loud in a room full of strangers who had no idea what those two words meant to me.The noise died down the moment he walked in.His hair was cut shorter than it used to be. His jawline was as sharp as ever, traced with the faintest stubble. His cologne overpowered everyone else’s in the room. He smelled of bergamot first, paired with a sharp citrus note. Then something drier crept in beneath it, vetiver maybe, cold like the inside of a well kept car. I hated how good it smelled.He wore a grey suit without a tie, the sleeves of his shirt sitting precisely at his wrists. He towered over everyone present in the room and he wasn’t smiling, nor did he shake hands. His eyes simply swept across the room, taking in everyone in it. Then they found mine. Something in his face shifted. It was gone almost a

“Kelvin,” Becky muttered a slow smirk spreading as she started toward him.“No, no.” I said, chasing after her. I grabbed her arm just as she reached his table right after slamming her hand down on it hard enough to spill his tea across his keyboard.“We meet again,” she said, smirking. “Kelvin.” She said his name slowly, like it left a bitter taste that made her whole body tense.He looked up at her, mouth slightly open, like he hadn’t even recognized her when he’d asked her to leave.She grabbed a fistful of his shirt. “I’m a nuisance, huh?” she spat. “You absolute piece of shit. You licked asses to get to the top of Aurevéra and you’re—”I clamped a hand over her mouth and pulled her away from him. He didn’t look annoyed, just stunned, glancing between her and me. I mouthed the word ‘sorry’ as I dragged her out of the shop by the arm. Her mouth never stopped moving the whole way out. Once we reached the parking lot, I let go of her hand.“Becky, stop it!” I yelled “Did you hear w