All Chapters of She Returned with Genius Babies, He Regretted: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Elena’s POVMy alarm wakes me up like a scream in the ear, grating and intense. I flinch and sit up, dizzy from the abruptness of the movement and wondering why on earth the sound is so loud when I don’t believe I set it up to be that way.“What the….” I start to say.But I trail off when I realize that the loudness comes from the fact that I’m getting a call from my phone too.And it’s from Alexander.His name flashes like a warning flare, only stopping when I answer in a tight voice, “Hello?”“Elena.” His tone is once again jolly, like the whole confrontation in the elevator never happened. “I’ve been calling you for half an hour now. Slept real good, haven’t you?”“I guess,” I mutter, rubbing my eyes. “What’s going on? Why are you calling?”“Well, you needed to submit that file to me. Your initial ideas for the launch?”My heart drops. Suddenly I get an annoyingly vivid flashback of Alexander telling me what he asked to be submitted. It’s all clear. I know I made a mental note of a

Tristan’s POV“I did it,” Grace says proudly as she sets down a folder on my desk. “I fed Elena the fake summer campaign, and she ate it right out of my hand.”The photos and the files spill out of the folder, giving me a glimpse of Elena’s designs. They’re all lovely. The twisted gold, the citrine and the yellow diamonds. It’s her signature style—sweeping and elegant, romantic and whimsical. You can feel her hopes and her dreams and her love.And she poured it into something that will be used against her.It was Benjamin’s idea to use Grace this way. Take advantage of Elena’s proximity to her to get back at Van Asten for breaking into our site. Ultimately, it became my idea too. I was angry that Alexander Van Asten pulled some cheap trick like that, but I could never go head to head with him. So yes, I agreed to Benjamin’s plan.What I didn’t realize was the fact that seeing it all in motion now is leaving a bitter taste in my mouth that I can’t swallow back no matter how hard I try.

Elena’s POVI slowly turn around, for a moment unsure of what Dad said to me. But when I see him, it all gets confirmed. Dad is threatening me.And he’s doing it with pure delight on his face.“You’re successful now, you say?” He laughs. “I did hear about that. Mira has told me that you have a successful jewelry business now and it’s coming to America. Your sister was so proud of you. Did you know that?”“I highly doubt that,” I whisper. “I have good reason to believe that she didn’t tell you anything out of pride for me. You really don’t know your own daughter.”Margaret starts to smile as she starts to warm up to the idea.Dad continues, “Does it matter? All that matters is that we know—you have a reputation to uphold. You have a brand to curate here in America. What happens if the people find out that the boss of this business caused another woman to have a miscarriage?”My heart drops. There’s a reason why they’re so happy at the prospect of spreading news about me.It’s because I

Elena’s POV“What on earth are you thinking?”Uncle Marcus paces the floor of my office, raking through his hair. It hasn’t been a while since we got home. In fact, I only just set down Sophie from when we walked back from the car ride home.He already called me, his voice cold. Angry.He’s never been like this towards me.I’ve always thought that I’m used to disappointment. Everyone around me growing up seemed so disappointed in me that that became the default emotion I have come to expect from adults.And yet it feels so foreign from him.They always looked at me with pride. But that’s gone now.Even Grandpa Harold is silent in the corner, listening to his son speak.“I can’t believe it, Elena.” Uncle Marcus stops pacing and faces me. “Do you know what you almost did? The risk that you put me through? That you put all of us through? If David recognized me right that moment, it would’ve been bad! He would’ve had more incentive to hurt us!”“I’m sorry,” I say, averting my gaze. It’s t

Tristan’s POV“Mira,” I breathe out, unsure of how to react.I blink many times. Am I seeing this correctly? Is this really happening right now?My throat is dry and suddenly I don’t know how to speak.I’m a man. A gentleman, I would consider myself to be, since I never gave in to just pure lust even as a younger man. Unlike my peers, I never sought out prostitutes or women my age who just wanted to have sex. Even when we were in college, I avoided the girls like the plague even though they were the ones throwing themselves at me. I only wanted Mira then. She was my fantasy.I have never thought that sex was on the table tonight. Hell, I haven’t thought of it even for this week. I just thought that we would be resting and worrying like we used to. Like usual.But now, Mira is in front of me, her beautiful body on display. She’s always been the subject of men’s desires when we were growing up. She has full breasts and hips, and there’s just something about the way she filled out growin