Semua Bab Married to a Narcissist, Pregnant With My Ex’s Child: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Rowland’s POV The throbbing pain on my lower jaw woke me up. The sun spilled in through the blinds, and my body arched. I checked the time. Eight in the morning. I rubbed my head. The memories of the previous day swept in. Selene. I scrambled for my phone; I needed to know how she was doing. Found it. I had a few missed calls and voicemails. My secretary, finance manager, and Elena. I ignored them all. After we left the clinic, we had gone to take Amira from school. She looked shaken throughout the ride. I had wanted her to pull her into a hug and let her know everything would definitely be fine. But I couldn’t. I exhaled a shaky breath as my fingers hovered over her number. I shouldn’t call. I sent a text instead. ‘Hey, how are you doing?’ It ticked once, and that was it. I rested my head back on my pillow. I didn’t even know when I had grabbed Selene by her hand and said those words. The look in his eyes surprised me, and Selene had been al

My heart sank, and I shot Nora a panicked look. Her brows furrowed as she got up from her seat. I swallowed. “Where is she?” “She’s at the Hamston hospital." A pause. My chest heaved unsteadily. “I will be there," I said before cutting the call. “Are you okay, honey?” I exhaled, trying to steady my breath. “It’s my daughter.” She inches closer. "You should go; I will cover for you." “Really?” I asked, hopeful. She nodded, reaching for my purse on the table. “Go go, I don’t want you wasting any more time." I grabbed my bag and rubbed my forehead. “Thank you. I owe you." I rushed to the elevator, hoping to slip away unnoticed. I couldn’t wait for Sophie to come back next week. She would have known what to do. I didn’t wait for the elevator to empty. I just stepped in when the doors opened and stared at the numbers descending. Six. Five. Four. Everything was happening too fast. Just way too fast. In the parking lot, my hands trembled as I unlo

Selene’s POV.“Selene!” Mum walked hurriedly to me once she spotted me. She wrapped her arms around me, and I leaned into her hug, taking in the scent of her perfume. I missed her. Dad stood beside her. I broke away from Mom's embrace and gazed at him. He looked the same, but his eyes looked different. Softer. I hadn't hugged Dad in years, but this time I leaned in and pulled him closer to me. He stiffened at first, then his left arm rose to my back, patting lightly. “How are you?” he whispered. “I am happy you came," I replied. He said nothing. I pulled away at the sound of footsteps behind me. “Mr. Richard Thomson,” Tom said, “how delightful for you to grace us with your presence. Thank you for being here with us at s…” “I heard the divorce arrangements are currently going on." Dad interrupted, "The sooner the better." My eyes widened, Tom’s lips hung M.I.A., but Mum folded her arms over her chest, lifting her chin slightly. A sly smile on her lips. “Sorry?” “Yes, my

My mouth flew open. “Don’t be stupid, Selene. You could fool my father, but you couldn’t fool me." “What do you mean, Tom?” He took a step back. "My father called me in one afternoon to tell me I would be getting married to avert the scandal around his dear and only son." He tilted my chin with his fingers. My eyes narrowed, "And when I first saw you, I asked myself. What was a beautiful girl like you doing in an arranged marriage? You couldn’t even meet my eyes at the table." I studied him, wondering where this was going. I stepped away from his touch. “Then two weeks later you informed me you were pregnant. I didn’t know much about pregnancies, but the math... It wasn’t matching.” He shrugged. “Then Amira came." He glanced at Amira on the bed. “That hair, it just wasn’t in my family. There was something different. And of course you know… I needed an heir because of my father's will. So I did a paternity test.” “Tom…” “Well… you know the rest." He inched closer t

Selene’s POV.His lips touched mine, and the world tilted.Soft at first.Like he wasn’t sure I would let him.The familiarity of him crashed into me…the warmth, the quiet authority in the way he kissed…and something inside me unraveled. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed this. Missed him.His hand slid to my waist, fingers pressing just enough to make my breath hitch. My body reacted before my mind could interfere. I melted into him.The kiss deepened.Slowly.His tongue brushed against mine, gliding over mine. Claiming me. A quiet, controlled hunger that sent heat spiraling through my veins. I tightened my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, needing more.A low sound escaped him… I felt more than I heard.The sound sent ripples down my body.It tasted faintly sweet.His other hand moved up my back, spreading warmth through the thin fabric of my clothes. My skin tingled everywhere he touched, super sensitive to his touch.I parted my lips further, inviting him. My fingers c