All Chapters of Pregnant After The Contract Ended : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Lucas did not move.For a few seconds, he simply stood there holding the phone.His heart was beating so fast that he could hear it.On the other end of the line, the investigator waited quietly.Lucas finally spoke."What do you mean you think you've found Naomi?"He tried to sound calm.He failed.The investigator noticed."I said I think I found her."Lucas closed his eyes briefly."Tell me everything."The investigator opened a file."I have spent months following different leads."Lucas listened carefully."Most of them went nowhere.""I know.""But a few weeks ago, I found something unusual."Lucas gripped the phone tighter."What?""A woman entered an international art competition in London."Lucas frowned.At first, it did not sound important.Thousands of people entered competitions every year.The investigator continued."Her profile matches Naomi in several ways."Lucas remained silent."The age matches.""The timeline matches.""The educational background is similar.""And

That night, Naomi stood frozen for a moment after hearing Leo's question. The little boy looked at her with bright eyes. "Mama, when I meet my father one day, do you think he will hug me first, or will I hug him first?" Naomi looked into his innocent face. There was no sadness in his voice. Only excitement. Only curiosity. As if meeting his father was something beautiful waiting in the future. Naomi smiled softly and sat beside him. "I think both of you will hug each other." Leo's eyes widened. "At the same time?" Naomi laughed. "Yes." The little boy laughed too. "That sounds funny." "It does." Leo thought about it seriously. "Then I will hug him tightly." "Very tightly?" "Very, very tightly." Naomi smiled. "And why is that?" "Because I have waited a long time." Her heart became warm. He was only five years old. Yet he already understood waiting. Children understood more than adults sometimes thought. Leo climbed into her lap. "Will he like my drawings?"

Valentina stood frozen.The folder was still in her hands.She had only come into Lucas's office to leave some documents.She had not planned to snoop.But now, the papers had fallen open on the floor.And what she saw made her heart stop.PRIVATE INVESTIGATION — LONDONHer fingers trembled.London?Why London?Valentina slowly picked up the folder.She knew she should leave it alone.But curiosity won.She opened the first page.There was a blurry picture of a woman walking toward a building.The picture was not clear.Valentina frowned.She could not see the woman's face.She turned another page.Information.Notes.Dates.University.Art competition.Single mother.Five-year-old boy.Valentina's face became pale."No…"Her voice shook."No."She quickly closed the folder.Her breathing became heavy.She knew.She knew immediately.Naomi.It had to be Naomi.Lucas had not spent years looking for just anyone.He was looking for her.And if the little boy was five years old…Valentina

Lucas stared at the photograph for a long time.The little boy in the picture was smiling brightly. He was holding a sketchbook in one hand and standing beside Naomi.Lucas's eyes became wet again.The boy's eyes.His smile.Even the shape of his face.Everything reminded Lucas of himself when he was young."My son…" he whispered.He gently touched the picture on the phone.For five years, Leo had only existed in his imagination.Now, he had a face.A smile.A real life.Lucas smiled softly."He's beautiful."He spent the next few minutes looking only at Leo.Not Naomi.Not the background.Only his son.He imagined Leo laughing.Talking.Running around.Drawing pictures.He wondered what his voice sounded like.Did he like ice cream?Did he hate vegetables?Did he sleep with toys?Did he laugh loudly?Thousands of questions filled his mind.And somehow, they all made him happy.---The next morning in London, Naomi woke up early.Today was busy.Very busy.The exhibition was getting c

The morning of the exhibition arrived. Naomi woke up before the alarm. For a few seconds, she lay in bed quietly and stared at the ceiling. Today was important. Very important. Not because she wanted fame. Not because she wanted people to praise her. Today mattered because it was proof. Proof that all those difficult years had not been wasted. Proof that she had not given up. Proof that dreams could survive pain. She smiled softly and got out of bed. As soon as she opened her bedroom door, she heard little footsteps. "Mama!" Leo threw himself into her arms. Naomi laughed. "Good morning, little lion." "Today's the big day!" "Yes." "And you're going to win." Naomi smiled. "We'll see." Leo shook his head. "No. You are going to win." His confidence made her laugh. Martha walked out of the kitchen carrying tea. "Good morning." "Good morning," Naomi said. Martha smiled warmly. "You didn't sleep much." Naomi laughed. "Was it that o