บททั้งหมดของ Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

CHLOE’s POV The door slammed before I even had time to breathe. Tyler’s hand was on my wrist again, too familiar, too forceful, and he dragged me down the east hallway. His footsteps were silent, even angry. Mine weren’t. Mine echoed. “Tyler, stop!” I yelled, trying to yank free, but he only tightened his grip, hastening his footsteps. We descended the narrow stone steps into the wine cellar, air thick with dust, aged grapes, and secrets. As soon as we were out of sight, he spun, caging me between the shelf and his body. His voice was low, vibrating with barely contained rage. “You can’t survive him, Chloe. Tell me the truth.” I swallowed hard. He used my real name. Not Zoe. Not a slip, an attack. “I don’t know what you think you know,” I said, my heart racing. He laughed, sharp and humorless. “I see you. I see the way you flinch when he touches you. The way you look at me. The way you don’t talk like her. You think I don’t notice? Your Chloe not Zoe.” The cellar lights wer

CHLOE’s POVI woke up, feeling a bit tired and stressed out. Memories the past day, the nurse and Gild steeping all flooding back. The mansion was calm. Too quiet. Too still.Like the air was holding its breath.I walked down the hallway cautiously, palms damp, my head still throbbing from last night’s panic. Every step echoed like something was about to crack open beneath me.At the end of the corridor, the maids were whispering, quick, tense whispers that stopped the second I appeared.My heart immediately tightened.“Where’s Ella?” I asked, trying to sound normal. I remember the maid who got poison in my place . “She hasn’t brought the morning linens.”They exchanged glances.One of the younger maids bit her lip. “She… she went home, Mrs. Zoe.”“Home?” I repeated. Not wanting to believe what she said. “In the middle of the night?”There was Silence. No one spoke. My stomach dropped.“Tell me the truth.”Before anyone answered, Gold stepped out from behind them, her expression cal

CHLOELucia kept walking down. We stopped at an apartment, and entered. We went down the passage way. Lucia didn’t slow down, not even when the passageway turned narrow enough that my shoulder brushed cold stone. I followed her in tight breaths, one hand instinctively shielding my stomach.“Lucia,” I whispered, “You still haven’t told me where….”But she shoved open a final wooden door.And stopped.I nearly collided with her, and suddenly, I froze.Because Zoe was already there.Standing at the center of the abandoned house or whatever this place was.Arms crossed.Eyes sharp and furious.Like a storm caught in human skin.Her gaze snapped to Lucia first.Then to me.“Are you out of your mind?” Zoe hissed.Lucia rolled her eyes.“Oh please, she was going to come anyway.” “You brought my sister into this? I clearly warned you not to get Chloe involved.” Zoe stepped forward, voice breaking with anger. “She’s pregnant, Lucia! Pregnant! And all these can be handled without her involv

CHLOEI could sleep well all though the night. The words on the Lester still haunted me. I was scared, worried yet confused as to what secret and exactly knew. I woke up feeling dizzy and weak. My body ached. Morning sickness I guess, but it did not stop there. It began as a flutter.A tiny, trembling brush of movement inside me, so faint I thought it was my imagination, or maybe nerves, or maybe fear sculpted into something physical. But then it happened again. A gentle roll. A shifting. A nudge.My breath stopped for a moment.The world around me froze, the hallway, the soft lights, the faint hum of distant conversations inside Jake’s mansion. Everything simply…blurred.My hand pressed to my stomach.“Please… not now,” I whispered, terrified of what this moment meant. Terrified of feeling anything at all. Terrified of the truth coming out now. Terrified of the life inside me that I had been pretending was just a complication, not a heartbeat. But it was real.He was real.A sob p

CHLOE POV I shouldn’t have called Zoe.I shouldn’t have asked for advice.I shouldn’t have believed I could keep this lie going Silently.But it was too late. Everything was already unraveling, tearing apart faster than I could stitch it back together.And Jake…Jake was no longer the man who’d kissed me in the garden days ago.He was something colder. Harder. Unreadable.When I returned downstairs, the entire house was suffocatingly silent. The guards avoided eye contact, the servants disappeared into corners, and Gold stood at the far end of the hallway wringing her hands nervously.Jake stood in the center of the living room with Antonio, the head of security, and the family doctor.His voice was quiet. Too quiet.“I want a DNA test,” he said. “ if the child is truly Tylers’ child”My blood turned to ice.“Jake…” My voice cracked. “Please not now.”He didn’t even look at me.“It’s already arranged,” he continued. “The sooner the truth is out, the sooner this madness stops.”Madnes