All Chapters of Pregnant After The Contract Ended : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Naomi’s POVThe next morning came slowly.I woke up before the alarm, even though my body still felt tired. For a few seconds, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet. Too quiet.Then I remembered.The exhibition.My chest tightened a little.Not fear… not exactly.Just something heavy sitting inside me.I turned my head and looked at Leo. He was still sleeping, his little face calm, his lips slightly open. One of his legs was outside the blanket like always.I smiled a little.“You don’t worry about anything,” I whispered softly.I reached out and pulled the blanket over him.“You just live.”Maybe that was what I needed to learn.Just… live.Not overthink everything.Not be afraid of every step.I sat up slowly and rubbed my face.“Okay,” I said to myself quietly. “Another day.”—The kitchen was warm when I walked in.Martha was already there, as usual. She was stirring something in a pot. The smell filled the air.“You woke up early,” she said without looking

Valentina’s POVThat night, I could not sleep.I turned from one side of the bed to the other, pulling the blanket up, then pushing it away again. The room was quiet, but my mind was not.It was loud.Too loud.Every word from dinner kept playing again and again in my head.Evelyn’s voice… calm but sharp.That look on her face… like I was nothing.Like I was the problem.I clenched my teeth and sat up on the bed.“Witch…” I whispered under my breath.My hands tightened into fists.“She thinks she is better than me.”I stood up and started walking around the room.The floor was cold under my feet, but I didn’t care.“I am her son’s wife,” I continued, my voice low but full of anger. “I am not some servant she can talk down to.”But even as I spoke, something inside me felt weak.Because deep down…I knew what she meant.---I stopped walking and looked at myself in the mirror.For a moment, I didn’t recognize the woman staring back at me.My face looked tired.My eyes looked… empty.I

Naomi’s POVThe next few days passed quickly, but they were not easy.School became more serious, and the work started to feel heavier. It was no longer just about drawing what we liked. Now, every line had meaning, and every mistake felt like it mattered too much.That morning, I stood in front of my canvas again, staring at it for a long time before touching my brush.The professor had given us a new task.“Create something that shows your fear,” he had said.At first, I thought it would be easy.But now, standing there, I realized something.My fear was not simple.It was deep.It was something I had been running away from for a long time.“Naomi, have you started?”I turned and saw Emily beside me. She had already begun her work, and her canvas was full of bold, dark colors.“I am trying to,” I replied.She looked at my blank canvas and then back at me.“You are thinking too much again,” she said.I gave a small smile.“I always do that.”She stepped closer and lowered her voice.

Naomi’s POVLondon was cold that morning, but not the kind of cold that hurts your skin. It was soft and quiet, like a whisper through the window.I stood by the glass, holding a cup of tea in my hands. The city was already awake. Cars were moving, people were walking fast, and the sky looked pale and wide.Leo was still sleeping.I turned and looked at him. He had kicked off his blanket again, one leg outside, his small fingers curled like he was holding something in his dream. I smiled and walked over to him, covering him gently.“You don’t like blankets,” I whispered. “You fight them like they are your enemies.”He moved a little but didn’t wake up.For a moment, I just stood there, looking at him.Sometimes I still couldn’t believe this was my life.No more running. No more hiding in the dark. No more fear of someone knocking on the door and taking everything away from me.But still… something inside me was not fully at rest.Maybe it was because I knew the world was too big to st

Naomi’s POVThat night, I could not sleep.The room was quiet. The kind of quiet that makes your thoughts louder than they should be.Leo was lying beside me, his small body warm, his breathing soft and steady. One of his hands was resting on my arm like he was holding onto me even in his sleep.I looked at him for a long time.His face was calm, peaceful… like nothing in the world could touch him.I wished I could feel that way too.But my heart was full.Too full.His question from earlier kept coming back again and again.“Where is my daddy?”I closed my eyes slowly.“I tried,” I whispered inside my heart. “I tried to give you a quiet life.”I had run away from everything. From the mansion, from the pain, from Lucas… I thought distance would protect us.But life doesn’t forget.It always comes back, one way or another.I turned my face slightly and kissed Leo’s hair.“You don’t need him,” I whispered softly. “You have me.”But even as I said it…Something inside me didn’t feel comp