All Chapters of Pregnant And Abandoned, I Returned As A Hidden Heiress: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

JAMES’ POV“Why are you celebrating?”Her voice cut me out of the little celebration I was having in my head. It came sharp and sudden, making me pause mid-thought. I cleared my throat quickly and forced my expression back into something calm, something composed, like I hadn’t just been riding a wave of excitement.“I know some people might see probation as a bad thing,” I said, taking a step closer to her, careful not to push my luck, “but personally, I think anything is better than a no. Including probation.”It was true. More than true. When Mom forced me to come here today, I had been against it. I’d argued that it was better to approach Anna at public events — galas, ceremonies, business launches, places where she couldn’t easily dismiss me. I never imagined I’d end up standing at the gates of her family estate, watching her record me while I knelt on the ground.And yet… here I was.Not thrown out.Not rejected outright.On probation.That alone felt like a victory.I never imag

ISABEL'S POV Whatever happens now, it’s basically because she was too stubborn to hear a single warning of mine. I gave her enough chances, enough silent signals to back off, but she chose to ignore all of them. She was too engulfed in the attention she was receiving from both my parents, soaking it all in like she had earned it, like she deserved every single ounce of love they were pouring on her. With the several plans I was about to put into action, Anna would regret ever stepping foot into this family. They think she’s perfect just because she’s their biological daughter, and I’m not. As if blood alone suddenly erases years of upbringing, loyalty, and presence. As if being born into something automatically makes you worthy of it. But I’m going to show them that no one is perfect. I’m going to peel back that innocent image they’ve wrapped her in and expose how evil and conniving their so-called biological daughter really is. Now obviously, I can’t just sit back and wait for An

ANNA'S POV“Shameless girl.”The woman’s voice cut through the air, sharp and full of disgust. It was deep, commanding, and painfully familiar.I turned my head, my eyes darting around in panic as I tried to locate where the voice was coming from. Everywhere looked distorted, like I was trapped behind a thick glass wall. Shapes blended together, faces were unclear, and the air itself felt heavy.“How dare you embarrass my son in front of his colleagues?” the voice came again, louder this time. “Don’t you have any dignity?”My heart dropped.I knew that voice.I knew it far too well.I tried to step back, to say something, anything, but my body refused to respond. My limbs felt weighed down, as if I was sinking into the ground. I struggled, but the more I tried to move, the heavier I became.Then I heard it.A child crying.The sound was faint at first, almost like an echo, but within seconds it grew louder, more desperate. The cry pierced straight through my chest, filling me with a s

ANNA'S POV “Yeah he did, but it was because I pressured him to tell me,” Ryan said. I let out a small sigh and pinched my temple lightly, my fingers pressing against my skin. If Dan told him this under pressure, then who knows how many other people he had told the same story to. Dan had never been good at keeping things to himself, especially when someone insisted long enough. The thought irritated me more than I cared to admit. “Well now that you already know my past, then I guess there’s no other thing keeping us from being friends,” I said, my tone carrying a touch of sarcasm. Ryan glanced at me briefly before returning his attention to the road. “I don’t want this to look forced, so if you don’t want to, or you’re not comfortable with it, then I understand,” he said calmly. I let out a small sigh and said “It’s fine.” He’s always been asking us to be friends but I’ve always been dodging that, like I told Dan the last time I didn’t want my distractions because I knew h

ISABEL'S POV “I am sure there might be bigger problems to worry about than that,” I said, forcing my tone to remain light. “No, that was my utmost worry. I thought there was a chance of this family breaking apart because of you,” my mom replied. My grip around my knife tightened almost instantly, the metal pressing hard against my fingers. Because of me? Was I always this way? No. I wasn’t. I knew that for a fact. I had given them everything — my obedience, my loyalty, my years. I was the daughter who followed rules, who never embarrassed them, who stood proudly beside them at every event. And yet, the moment Anna came back into this family, everything began shifting all at once. Their attention. Their concern. Their protection. And still, I was the one being blamed. Fine. Let’s see who would get blamed in a few hours. “I am sure you guys have somewhere really important to be, right?” I asked, lifting my gaze with a faint grin. My mom cleared her throat and reached for a nap