A SURROGATE TO MY BILLIONAIRE EX HUSBAND のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Celyne POV The air felt different today. Lighter… yet somehow heavier at the same time. I wrapped my arms around myself as I walked slowly along the quiet path, my steps unhurried, my mind far from where I was. The soft rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the city should have been calming, but my thoughts refused to settle. They never did anymore. I exhaled slowly, staring ahead without really seeing anything. Alexander. My chest tightened slightly at the thought of him. The way he had spoken to me earlier… the way he had looked at me.

Alexander POVThe dining room was silent.Unnaturally silent.The kind of silence that didn’t bring peace—but tension.Heavy.Suffocating.The soft clink of cutlery against plates echoed faintly, but no one spoke. No one dared to. It was as if the air itself was waiting… for something to break.I sat at the head of the table, my gaze fixed ahead, my expression unreadable.Elara sat to my right.Celyne… across from me.She hadn’t touched her food.Good.Because neither had I.This wasn’t dinner.This was control.And I needed it back.I placed my fork down slowly.The sound was sharp enough to draw their attention.Finally.I leaned back slightly, my eyes moving between them before settling.“We will be holding a press conference tomorrow.”My voice was calm.Too calm.Controlled.“But—”I continued before anyone could interrupt.“We will all be present.”Silence followed.Then—I looked directly at Celyne.“You,” I said, my tone shifting slightly, firmer now, “will state clearly that

Celyne POVThe lights were too bright.Blinding.Unforgiving.They burned into my skin, into my eyes, into my thoughts—like they were trying to strip me bare in front of everyone.I sat still, my hands resting on my lap, fingers tightly intertwined to hide the tremor running through them. But even then, I wasn’t sure anyone could see past the cameras, the flashes, the expectations.Or maybe they could.Maybe that was the point.To see me break.The room was packed.Voices murmured endlessly, low and restless, like a storm waiting to rise. Cameras were already flashing—rapid, relentless—capturing every breath, every blink, every shift of my expression like I was something to be studied… judged… dissected.This wasn’t a press conference.This was a trial.And I was the one on display.I swallowed slowly, my throat dry.From the corner of my eye, I spotted Clara.Seated not too far from the front.Calm.Composed.Watching.Her lips were curved into something almost like a smile—but not q

Alexander POVThe office door slammed shut behind me.The sound echoed sharply across the room.My hand hit the table before I could stop myself.Hard.The impact sent a dull ache through my palm, but I barely felt it.“What was that?” I muttered under my breath.My chest rose and fell unevenly.Was that a prank?Or was she serious?My jaw tightened.“What is going on…”I ran a hand through my hair, pacing.Images from the conference replayed in my mind—too fast, too loud.Celyne.Standing.Shaking.That look in her eyes—Unsteady.Fragile.Then—She fell.My steps slowed.“I was going to reach for her…” I said quietly.But I didn’t.Because Elara held me back.Her grip tightening on my arm.The sharp pinch.The silent warning.And before I could move—Someone else did.In a blink.My expression darkened instantly.“Who was that?” I muttered.The man who caught her.The one who moved without hesitation.The one who held her like she mattered.My jaw clenched.“I know it doesn’t concer

Celyne pov“Where am I?”My voice came out weak… almost like I wasn’t fully awake.Everything felt blurry. Heavy. Distant.Before Alexander could answer, Liam spoke first.“You’re in the hospital,” he said calmly. “But you’re fine.”My eyes blinked open properly now.Hospital…The word didn’t fully register at first.Then it hit me.My hand immediately went to my stomach.“What about the baby?” I asked quickly, panic rising in my chest.Liam stepped slightly closer.“The baby is fine,” he assured me. “But the doctor said you need complete rest.”His expression softened a little.“And you’ve been crying a lot lately… that’s not good for you or the baby.”I looked away immediately.My throat tightened.Because he was right.Silence followed for a moment, heavy and uncomfortable.Then—“Why are you crying, Celyne?” Liam asked gently.I shook my head quickly.“It’s nothing,” I said fast. “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”But even I could hear the lie in my voice.And so could he.“You’re not,” he