Forbidden Love:I wanted to abort until I heard 2 heartbeats のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

She told the doctor she needed a minute to make a phone call, stepping out into the hallway, her mind a chaotic storm. All she wanted was for this nightmare to end once and for all.When she dialed his number, he picked up almost immediately.“Hi, love,” she said, her voice trembling. “I’m calling to tell you that... I’m at the doctor’s office. He suggested I take a pregnancy test.”Panic surged through the line. The phone went completely silent on the other end.“You know you can’t be pregnant, love,” he said, his tone heavy with dread.She understood exactly what he meant. She was significantly older than him, and deep down, she knew this love should never have happened in the first place.“You need to get an abortion before it’s too late,” he urged. “Before anyone suspects I’m responsible for this.”Her next words shook him to his core. “Babe... there’s something else.” She paused, taking a breath. “There are two.”A soft groan escaped his lips. “Oh, baby... I am so sorry. I wish t

He responded with a lot of grace and optimism—just as she had expected. He was her childhood sweetheart. Though their marriage hadn't survived, she had been willing to make it work from the very day they first met.They shared a thirteen-year-old daughter, and it had always been her dream to have all her children with the same father. Now, knowing she could never openly have children with her forbidden lover, she was desperately hoping these twins belonged to her ex-husband.They had been meticulously planning this pregnancy for an entire year. Every month, during the precise window recommended by her gynaecologist, they would arrange a meetup at his house to have casual sex with the sole purpose of conceiving. Afterward, she would secretly run back to her lover to engage in passionate, wild lovemaking.With her lover, they had always relied strictly on the withdrawal method to prevent pregnancy. With her ex-husband, however, they had unprotected sex, and he would remain inside her fo

She couldn't stop crying the entire night. She desperately wanted the twins to belong to her ex-husband. Despite the overwhelming chaos, a fierce maternal love had already taken root in her heart; she loved these unborn babies so much, long before they were ever born.Yet as the hours dragged on, the crushing weight of loneliness began to consume her. She needed the comfort of the man she had loved for five years—to feel his touch, to be wrapped in his familiar arms.In the middle of the night, as she had done countless times before, she reached for her phone. He was always available for her, twenty-four hours a day. He was always ready for her call, eager to kiss her, and desperate to make love to her whenever she desired. Even when the mood wasn't initially right, the chemistry between them was explosive. She could arouse him anywhere—at public events or family gatherings—and they would slip away together to a restroom or a parked car just to share frantic, secret moments of passion

“If those babies turn out to be mine and you give birth to them, I will commit suicide.” The words hung in the quiet morning air, cold and lethal. They came from the mouth of the man she had loved for five years. He didn't stop there. “If my mother finds out you gave birth to my children, she will die of depression! My father will disinherit me, and the community will banish us both. This will ruin my entire life! I won't graduate from my Master's degree because my father will stop paying my tuition!” This was the same man who, just hours earlier, had wrapped his arms around her in passionate embrace, whispering endless confessions of love. Now, all that came out of his mouth was me, myself, and I. She was older, but she was also brilliant and sharp. The illusion shattered completely. In that single moment, she saw him clearly: he was a selfish man who had simply used her as a stepping stone while he built his future. He had never envisioned her in his long-term plans. A profound

Miss Vale called Ryan early the next morning. She needed to see him—not to seek comfort, embrace, or whisper sweet promises, but to sit down together, call the DNA clinic, and figure out the precise steps required for a prenatal test.Ryan arrived at the medical facility almost immediately after her call. When they met in the waiting room at exactly 10:00 AM, she could see the heavy toll the situation had taken on him. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was drawn with exhaustion. He was visibly distressed, desperate for this living nightmare to end.Yet, looking at his frantic state, Miss Vale couldn't help but question the true source of his panic. His desperate urgency for an abortion was almost terrifying. Does this man truly care about me, she wondered bitterly, or does he only care about his future, his degree, his inheritance, and how people perceive him?She kept her thoughts guarded, refusing to give voice to her rising resentment. In her mind, the verdict was already seale