All Chapters of THE PREGNANT GIRL AND THE RUTHLESS HEIR : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Gesare I stood by the window watching him swimming peacefully for a few more seconds before I quickly put on a swim suit. I slowly went downstairs, he was so occupied in his own thing he did not we me walk up or even get into the water, it was cold but I could see why he liked this nightly swims, they were so calming and healing. I watched him, he was halfway across the pool, his powerful strokes carrying him through the water with mechanical precision, as though he could outswim whatever demons were chasing him.I watched him finish another lap before pushing off the edge myself. Neither of us spoke.The only sounds were the gentle splashes of water and our breathing.Eventually, I slowed down, floating on my back as the stars shimmered above us and for one fleeting moment, it almost felt normal.I imagined swimming with him like this in the future, but the future was no longer mine, we didn't know what was going to happen, so I drifted back to reality, I was going to enjoy this ni

I don't realize I've fallen asleep until a sharp knock at the hospital door jolts me awake.For one blissful second, I forget everything.Then I feel Kumba's arm around my shoulders.The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen asleep against him sometime during the night because my cheek is resting against his chest.His arm is still wrapped around me protectively, it was warm solid and safe. The realization makes my heart do a stupid little flip.The knock comes again.Louder this time.Kumba stirs immediately.His arm tightens instinctively around me before he fully wakes.The movement sends an unexpected wave of emotion through me.Like some part of him was protecting me even in his sleep."Kumba," I whisper.His eyes open slowly.For a second he looks confused.Then his gaze drops to me.And immediately softens."Morni

I don't realize I've fallen asleep until a sharp knock at the hospital door jolts me awake.For one blissful second, I forget everything.Then I feel Kumba's arm around my shoulders.The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen asleep against him sometime during the night because my cheek is resting against his chest.His arm is still wrapped around me protectively, it was warm solid and safe. The realization makes my heart do a stupid little flip.The knock comes again.Louder this time.Kumba stirs immediately.His arm tightens instinctively around me before he fully wakes.The movement sends an unexpected wave of emotion through me.Like some part of him was protecting me even in his sleep."Kumba," I whisper.His eyes open slowly.For a second he looks confused.Then his gaze drops to me.And immediately softens."Morni

Then I feel Kumba's arm around my shoulders.The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen asleep against him sometime during the night because my cheek is resting against his chest.His arm is still wrapped around me protectively, it was warm solid and safe. The realization makes my heart do a stupid little flip.The knock comes again.Louder this time.Kumba stirs immediately.His arm tightens instinctively around me before he fully wakes.The movement sends an unexpected wave of emotion through me.Like some part of him was protecting me even in his sleep."Kumba," I whisper.His eyes open slowly.For a second he looks confused.Then his gaze drops to me.And immediately softens."Morning."His voice is rough from sleep.Ridiculously attractive.Not that I would ever tell him that.My cheeks warm."Morning."The knock com

She had been my doctor through every brutal stage of my cancer treatment. If she was asking me to come to the hospital in person, it wasn't for small talk."What is this about?" I asked as I drove."I can't discuss it over the phone, Kumba. Please just come in." she said before she hung up.The entire drive, my mind went to one place only.The cancer was back. There was always that possibility that it might come back, but I could only hope and pray. By the time I reached the hospital, my chest was tight with dread.I hated hospitals, the smell, the memories from my time there. The reminder of how close I had come to dying.I pushed open her office door without knocking and she looked up from her desk."Kumba, thank you for coming."The careful expression on her face only made me more uneasy."What happened?" I asked. "Just tell me. Is the cancer back?""No." she answered almost immediately. "Then what is this about?"She lowered her gaze to the file sitting in front of her."There i