Semua Bab A BILLIONAIRE’S EXCEPTION : Bab 111 - Bab 112

AMETHYST POV I could still feel him there. Even though I had tried everything to push him out, to get him to leave, Ezekiel Thompson refused. I didn’t want him here. Not like this. Not when I was tired, sick, and trying to think straight about the life growing inside me. Yet there he was. Sitting on the edge of my bed like he owned the space, his eyes fixed on me with that infuriating intensity that made my stomach flutter in ways I hated admitting. I wrapped the towel tighter around myself, pacing the small bedroom like that would make him go away. “Amethyst…” he called, calm, patient, even gentle. But there was a firmness underneath that made my chest tighten. I spun around. “Why are you still here?” I demanded, though my voice cracked slightly. He raised an eyebrow. “Because I said I’m sleeping here. I want to make sure you’re okay. And our child.” I blinked. My heart skipped a beat, but anger quickly pushed the feeling down. “You’re crazy,” I muttered, trying to sound co