Oh No! Mr CEO Is The Father Of My Kids のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

HAZEL. "Oh My God!""I can't find my phone," I exclaimed, patting down my empty pockets and searching around the room to no avail. I had dressed up, ready to meet Evelyn later that day to get a few more of my things, see my aunt, and hopefully try to talk to her too. It had only been a few days but time away from my best friend felt like forever. "Nicholas!" I called out to him. "Nicholas have you seen my phone?" I ruffled the pillow and the bedsheets. He didn't respond. "Where in God's name is he?" I walked out of the room down the stairs till I got to the parlor. And there he was, sitting next to Elizabeth and Ryan with a game console in their hands. The air was light and my kids were screaming and chuckling with Nicholas Vaughn. There was a huge smile across his face, usually so stoic and emotionless. And I couldn't remember the last time I saw the twins this happy. I clung to the corridor doors, a smile warming its way to my lips. I wasn't sure how long I stood there, watching

HAZEL.Warm blood soaked through my fingers faster than I could stop it."No, no, no—stay with me!" I yelled. My voice cracked violently as I pressed both hands against the wound in his stomach, but the blood kept slipping between them. He winced beneath me, gasping for breath out of his mouth. The gunshot still echoed in my head.One second he was standing next to me and the next. Bang.He collapsed in my hands and I feared it was too late now.THREE HOURS EARLIER. "You look gorgeous," Nicholas complimented, his hands reaching around to help with the zip of my emerald dress. It was a custom-made midi with a high-cut leg. Silky smooth and draped in its wet luscious color. Nicholas had handpicked this dress. He had an admirable sense of style thanks to the many women he'd been with in the past. I sucked in air, keeping my thoughts to myself."As always." He whispered, drawing up the zip with his hands and his heated breaths crashed into the back of my neck. After a moment, Nicholas

GISELLE.I walked out of the bathroom to find that chaos had ruptured the ballroom. There were echoes of ambulance sirens and paramedics swarming into the elevators that led to the rooftop. Guests were restive, chatting and pushing against the crowds to find the nearest exit. I turned around with my heart in my throat. "What's happening?" I caught the arm of a reporter, whom I'd recognized from the press stand earlier. "I don't know but I think someone's been shot!" She replied and before I could say another word, she wriggled out of my grasp. "Shocked?" My voice went low. I pulled out my phone, gritting my teeth. "Fucking Donna." She'd told me she had a plan but not that anyone was going to be hurt. I looked around for Nicholas but he was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Hazel. They could've been on the rooftop. They could've been the ones injured!I rushed towards the elevator before I stopped by a paramedic. "Ma'am, I'm afraid you can't go any further." He warned but I was panic

NICHOLAS."Hazel, we need to get you home!" I pulled her hands and stormed out of the hospital doors. "Nicholas wait!" She tried to keep up with my fast pace but I needed to get her out of here as soon as I could. "We're going back home and you're leaving for Edmonds first thing tomorrow." Finally, we reached the car and I opened the door for her to get in. "You can't just decide that, Nicholas. What happens to myaunt?" She asked. I turned around to the driver's seat."We'd figure something out but you don't understand Hazel...you can't stay here anymore. At least not around me. You heard the sheriff it isn't safe for you anymore!" I raised my voice. My heart throbbed in the back of my throat as I pulled the car away from the driveway. We were heading home to check on the twins and pack as much as we could before leaving the next day. It wasn't up for question.It had been hours since the shooting and the shooter was still at large and there was clearly a target on my back and by d

HAZEL.I sat on the dining table, the incessant ticks of the clock echoing into my ears. The room was dead silent, occupied with both Nicholas and I, and his mother who stood next to the Sheriff. My whole body ached and my throat was sore from all the crying and I couldn’t speak. My eyes were puffy as well—I had cried so much until I couldn’t anymore.“We’re going to find them, Hazel.” The sheriff had repeatedly said but I didn’t want promises. I wanted action. It had been two hours since the twins had disappeared. Two hours that seemed like a lifetime away from them. I cupped my chin again with tears threatening to fall.“Don’t give up hope.” I thought about what Agnes would say in this moment but hope was a luxury I couldn’t afford. I never thought the day would come when my kids would be kidnapped and taken fromme. The tears started to fall—I was wrong, I could still cry.I soon felt a hand slip down my spine to comfort me and I saw Nicholas from the corner of my eyes. He was ju