Lahat ng Kabanata ng Too Late , I am Carrying His Child : Kabanata 221 - Kabanata 230

Nathaniel sat alone in his study, the night air heavy and quiet. The only sound was the ticking clock on the wall. He had been restless all evening, unable to shake off the unease inside him. Then the message came — a file slipped into his email by an unknown sender. It was marked *CONFIDENTIAL*. He almost ignored it, thinking it was another business spam. But something told him to open it. As the file loaded, his hands began to tremble. There on the screen were old documents — hospital records, photos, and… a birth certificate. Liam Carter. Mother: Savannah Carter. Father: Nathaniel Brown. Nathaniel froze. The color drained from his face. His lips parted but no sound came out. “What… what is this?” he whispered. He zoomed in on the photo attached — a small baby wrapped in blue cloth, eyes closed, tiny hands curled. The name *Liam* was written in the corner. His breath hitched as he remembered the night Savannah left. She had been crying, begging him to believe her. But

Savannah didn’t sleep well that night. Every time she closed her eyes, Nathaniel’s words replayed in her head. *“I’m coming for my son.”* She kept turning on the bed, her heart racing. She didn’t want Adrian to notice, so she kept her eyes shut and pretended to be asleep. But her mind wouldn’t rest. Early the next morning, Adrian woke up first. He looked at her and noticed the dark circles under her eyes. “Babe, did you sleep at all?” he asked softly. Savannah forced a weak smile. “Yeah… a little,” she said, even though her voice didn’t sound convincing. He frowned slightly. “You look pale. Are you sure you’re okay?” She nodded quickly, turning away so he wouldn’t see her tears. “I’m fine, maybe just tired.” Adrian leaned closer and kissed her forehead. “You’ve been tired a lot lately. I think you should rest more. Remember what the doctor said about stress.” She nodded again, her throat tightening. She wanted to tell him everything — about the message, about Nat

Adrian didn’t sleep that night. He lay there with Savannah in his arms, but his eyes stayed open, staring at the ceiling. The sound of her soft breathing filled the room, but his heart was not calm. Something was wrong. He could feel it. He remembered how she cried in his arms, how she said she was scared. Savannah had always been strong. She was the kind of woman who smiled even when she was in pain. So if she broke down like that, it meant something deep was eating her up inside. He turned his head slowly and looked at her sleeping face. Her eyes were still swollen, and her hand clung tightly to his shirt like she was afraid he’d disappear. He brushed her hair gently, whispering, “What are you hiding from me, Savannah?” He didn’t want to think the worst, but his mind wouldn’t stop. Was it about the pregnancy? Was she sick? Or… was it something from her past? He remembered how she had been acting strange lately—checking her phone secretly, staring into space for

The night came too slow. Savannah lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet, but her heart wasn’t. It was beating too fast. Adrian was beside her, fast asleep, one arm resting over her waist. His soft breathing filled the room. He looked so peaceful — so calm — and that made Savannah’s chest ache even more. She turned to face him, brushing a tear off her cheek. “I can’t tell you, Adrian,” she whispered softly. “You’ll worry too much.” and I wouldn't want you to worry too much about me please "Her phone was under her pillow. She kept checking it every few minutes, afraid another message might come. But the screen stayed dark. Still, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone was watching her. She tried to close her eyes, but every time she did, she saw those words again: *We see everything.* *Such a cute boy.* She shivered and pulled the blanket closer. At one point, she quietly sat up, walked to Liam’s room, and pushed the door open slowly. Th

Savannah woke before the sun. Her body felt heavy. Her eyes were sore from the night of tears. She closed them for a moment and tried to breathe slow. The house was quiet. Liam was still asleep upstairs. Adrian had left early for a meeting, but he had kissed her goodbye and told her to rest. She wanted to rest. She tried. But her mind would not stop.She sat up and put her hand on her belly. The baby moved like a small wave. Savannah smiled for a second. That small kick calmed her a little. She whispered, “Hi little one. Mommy is here.”She went to the window and looked out. The garden looked soft in the pale light. Birds were starting to sing. The world looked normal and kind, and for a moment she wished she could stay in that moment forever.She made tea slowly. Her hands trembled a bit when she poured hot water. The kettle sang and she felt the steam warm her face. She set a cup on the table and sat down. Her phone lay face down on the wood. She did not want to look at it. She fe