Pregnant And Abandoned, I Returned As A Hidden Heiress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

ANNA'S POV It was almost like I had been holding my breath the whole flight. By the time I was finally off the tarmac, I inhaled the fresh air that was coming with it. I didn't feel like I was going to cry anymore. I didn't want to even take any bit of going to Italy as a mistake. Seeing the churches and the tourist centers were the fun part of the whole thing. And the time I spent with Ryan was fun as well. Nothing was out of place. I wasn't going to be ungrateful for anything that happened. I walked into the airport, and that was when I saw Daniel with a placard. My name was written boldly on it. That made me smile a bit. “I'm not blind,” I said, grinning at him. He wrapped me in a hug immediately. I couldn't help but wonder if Ryan had called him already. “Now, what happened between you and Ryan?” He asked. “Why are you coming back alone?” “Because I decided to. And considering the fact that he's your best friend, I could only imagine that he has already called you to te

BELLA'S POV Looking at her from head to toe, I felt like my eyes were playing tricks on me. From the expensive Louis Vuitton gown she had on to the matching Louis Vuitton heels, everything about her screamed money, power, and confidence. I was very sure I had seen that gown somewhere online before. One of those fashion blogs I used to scroll through when I still believed my life would turn out better than it did. There was no doubt about it. I could almost practically see the CEO aura generating from her body. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry, my chest tight like I was staring at a ghost that had crawled straight out of my past. My mind tried so hard to tell me something else — to deny what was right in front of me — but my eyes refused to cooperate. They told me the truth brutally, without mercy. “You’re the CEO?” I asked, my voice coming out low and almost shaky, even though I already knew the inevitable answer. Anna, on the other hand, didn’t look nearly as shocked to

BELLA'S POV “I’m sorry if I sounded disrespectful for calling you by your name, Madam,” I said, my lips curving slightly as the sarcasm slipped into my voice, making sure she caught every bit of it. There was no way she wouldn’t. I wasn’t even trying to hide it. “If you haven’t forgiven my mom and I for the little things we did in the past, then why did you still accept my work application knowing fully well it was me?” I added, my grip tightening around the handle of the mop I was holding. She didn’t answer immediately. Her eyes met mine with a coldness that made my chest tighten. There was no warmth there. No familiarity. Just bitterness, thick and heavy. “You call all the pain and suffering you two put me through little things, huh?” she said, her voice sharp, every word laced with venom. “You’re going to find out soon enough if it’s little or not. And to answer your question, I accepted your application not because I’ve forgiven either of you, but because I want you to hav

ANNA'S POV As I slid the last set of documents neatly into the drawer beneath my desk, I glanced at the clock on the wall before letting out a small, humorless scoff. So she quit. Well, that was unexpected. I honestly didn’t think she would. From the way she had looked earlier — tired eyes, desperation barely hidden behind forced politeness, I had assumed she needed the money badly enough to tolerate whatever I planned to put her through. I thought survival would matter more to her than pride. Guess her ego is still bigger than her bank account. I tapped my fingers lightly against the desk, staring at nothing in particular as the thought settled. Was I sad that she quit? No. Disappointed? Maybe. I had been looking forward to it — watching her struggle, giving her a small taste of the humiliation and helplessness she once handed to me without blinking. I wanted her to feel what it was like to swallow anger and keep smiling because walking away wasn’t an option. But now she wa

ANNA'S POVI didn’t respond to what Ryan said immediately.Instead, I lowered my gaze to the phone resting in my hands, staring at the screen for a brief moment as if it might suddenly disappear. My fingers hesitated, then I swiped up. There was no password. No lock.The screen opened straight into a WhatsApp conversation.Ryan and Tracey.I felt my chest tighten for a second, and before I could stop myself, I lifted my head and glanced at both of them. Ryan stood quietly, his expression calm but expectant, while Tracey sat still, her hands folded neatly on her lap. Neither of them looked nervous. If anything, they looked… certain.That alone unsettled me.It was quite bold of him to hand me his phone so freely, knowing exactly what I’d see. Unless—Unless he truly had nothing to hide. I swallowed and forced myself to look back down at the screen.I began to read.Tracey: Ryan, good to hear from you again.Ryan: I need a favor from you.My brows furrowed immediately.A favor?My grip