Killed By My Husband But Reborn A Supermodel のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

After Natasha's guilty plea, Elara receives another request for a visit. The lawyer says Natasha wants to talk one more time before she's transferred to the state prison."Why?" Kieran asks when Elara tells him."I don't know. But she's pleading guilty and going away for twenty-five years. What harm can one more conversation do?""Famous last words."But Elara goes anyway. Something about Natasha's previous confession about Elena resonates with her. The idea that there might be others like her. Others who died and came back. Others who weren't believed.Natasha looks different this time. Calmer. More at peace. Like accepting her guilt lifted a weight."Thank you for coming again," she says. "I wasn't sure you would.""You asked. I'm curious why.""I'm not angry anymore. I spent weeks being furious. At you for surviving when Elena didn't. At myself for failing her. At the world for being so cruel. But anger is exhausting. I don't have energy for it anymore.""What do you have energy fo

Three months after the trafficking ring is destroyed, Lorenzo requests a meeting. Not at a restaurant this time. At the Vaughn estate. A visit to their home."Is that safe?" Diana asks when Elara tells her."He's been our ally for months. He helped rescue eighteen women. He's not a threat anymore.""He's still a crime boss.""A crime boss who owes us. That's the safest kind."Lorenzo arrives at noon on a Saturday. He comes alone. No security. No weapons. Just a man in an expensive suit carrying a wrapped gift.Kieran meets him at the door. They shake hands. The gesture feels significant. Six months ago, they were enemies. Now they're partners."Thank you for inviting me to your home," Lorenzo says. "I know it's not conventional.""Nothing about our alliance is conventional," Kieran replies.Elara joins them in the living room. Ethan is napping upstairs. The house is quiet and peaceful.Lorenzo hands the wrapped gift to Elara. "For your son. A small token of my gratitude."Inside is a

The morning sickness starts two weeks after Ethan's birthday party.Elara wakes up nauseous. Runs to the bathroom. Throws up. Kieran follows, concerned."Are you sick? Should I call a doctor?""I don't know. Maybe something I ate."But it happens again the next morning. And the next. Elara realizes what it might be before she's ready to admit it.She buys a pregnancy test at a pharmacy across town where nobody knows her. Takes it in a public bathroom. Watches two lines appear.Pregnant.She stares at the test for a long time. Pregnant with Kieran's baby. A child born from love rather than strategy or obligation. A child who will be truly theirs.The thought terrifies her.Rachel was pregnant once. That pregnancy ended in death and trauma. Ethan survived but Rachel didn't. What if history repeats? What if this pregnancy goes wrong too?She hides the test in her purse. Doesn't tell anyone. Needs time to process.But the morning sickness continues. She's exhausted. Emotional. Her body is

The problems start immediately after Marcus's death.Within a week, three rival companies make hostile moves against Vaughn Enterprises. They see Marcus's death as an opportunity. Kieran is young, only thirty-two. Untested as the sole leader. Maybe he'll crack under pressure.A competitor files a lawsuit claiming Vaughn violated a noncompete agreement. It's baseless but requires expensive legal defense.Another rival poaches two key executives with offers Kieran can't match without destroying his salary structure.A third starts spreading rumors that Kieran is liquidating assets, that Vaughn Enterprises is in financial trouble, that now is the time to pull investments.Kieran works eighteen-hour days fighting these fires. He's at the office before dawn. Home after midnight. Exhausted. Stressed. Running on caffeine and determination.Elara tries to help. She attends meetings. Reviews contracts. Makes decisions where she can. But she's twenty-eight weeks pregnant now. Tired constantly.

The contractions start at three in the morning when Elara is thirty-eight weeks pregnant.She wakes with a sharp pain. Different from the Braxton Hicks she's been experiencing for weeks. Sharper. More intense. More purposeful.She waits through two more contractions before waking Kieran. Maybe it's false labor. No need to panic yet.The third contraction makes her gasp. Definitely not false labor."Kieran." She shakes him gently. "Wake up. I think it's time."He's instantly alert. "Time? You're in labor?""Yes. Contractions started about fifteen minutes ago. They're strong."Kieran checks his watch. "How far apart?""Maybe five minutes? They're coming fast.""Okay. Don't panic. We have time. First labors take hours. We'll get to the hospital in plenty of time."But another contraction hits before they can even get out of bed. Elara grips the sheets. This one is intense. Overwhelming."That was only three minutes since the last one," Kieran says, worried now. "We need to go. Now."He h