All Chapters of The Wife They Tried To Bury : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Nova's point of view “I said I’m pregnant.” The words barely made it past my lips. For a few seconds, I couldn't bring myself to look at Reed. My eyes stayed fixed on the floor between us. My fingers had twisted together so tightly that my knuckles ached, but I didn't loosen them. I was afraid that if I looked at him, whatever little courage had carried those words out of me would disappear. After two seconds of silence, I slowly lifted my eyes. Reed was staring at me. His face was unreadable. His eyes moved from my face to my stomach, then slowly back to my face. I couldn't understand what I was seeing. I couldn't tell what was happening inside his head. My heart beat harder. “You have a baby growing in your stomach,” he said quietly, his voice almost too calm. “And that baby belongs to me,” he finally said, his voice so low it didn't sound like his. I swallowed. “Yes.” His gaze remained on me. A strange expression crossed his face. His jaw tightened for a moment, and his eyes

Nova's point of view The shock on my face was humiliating. My mouth dropped open, my mind racing with different questions. Elsa grabbed both my hands. “Nova! You are really having a baby!” She laughed, almost breathless.I finally closed my mouth, my eyes glued to her face “Wait.” Her smile faded slightly. “You're not angry?”“Angry?” She looked genuinely offended by the question. “Why would I be angry?”Elsa squeezed my hands. “Who gets angry when someone receives a blessing?”I didn't answer..A tiny smile tugged at her mouth..“Do you remember when we were kids? When we used to play house together, you hated it, while I always played the mother.” She laughed, then her expression softened. “I always told you I wanted children. So many of them that our house would be impossible to keep quiet.”I smiled faintly..“I thought you were just being childish.”“I was.”.She shrugged..“But I wasn't wrong.”.Her eyes dropped to my stomach again..“This isn't something you should be ashamed of.”My

Nova’s point of view When I finally raised my eyes back to Sarah, she was still staring at the floor. For the first time, I really looked at her. Not as my colleague, not as the woman who always smiled at work, laughed at the stupidest jokes, and somehow managed to make everyone around her feel like everything was fine. I looked at her, and suddenly, I noticed things I had somehow missed. The faint lines beneath her eyes. The tiredness settled into her face. The little creases around her mouth that didn't belong to someone who was always smiling. Her shoulders seemed heavier now. How had I never noticed? How many times had I sat beside this woman, complained about my own problems, laughed with her, worked beside her, without realizing she was carrying something this enormous? My chest tightened. Sarah slowly lifted her eyes. “Mark paid for my sister's treatment.” Her voice was quiet. “He paid every hospital bill. He made sure she got the care she needed. Then he sent me back to scho

Nova's point of view My eyes drifted back to Sarah as she reached for her glass, took a small sip, and leaned back. “ A neighbor helped me leave the village to this city. When I came here, I changed everything. My name, the way I dress and my appearance.” Her fingers slipped through the short strands. “I cut it because I didn't want anyone to recognize me.”I stared at her. “Wait. You mean you've always had short hair?”Sarah burst out laughing. “No.” She reached for her phone. “I used to look completely different.” She unlocked her phone, scrolled for a moment, then turned the screen toward us.My eyes widened. “God…You were really beautiful.”Sarah laughed.I looked from the picture to Sarah. The woman in the picture barely looked like the Sarah sitting beside me. Her hair was long, her face softer, and she had a beautiful, fuller figure. “You had a classic figure eight.”“Don't remind me.” She laughed.I smiled, handing the phone to Elsa. “Your daughter must have taken your beauty

Damon's point of view “You’re kidding, right?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but the man sitting across from me didn't even blink. He sat in a high-backed leather chair, one ankle resting over the opposite knee, his posture relaxed in a way that made the room feel smaller. His dark suit was perfectly fitted, his silver watch catching the low light whenever he moved his hand. A cigar rested between his fingers, its smoke curling slowly toward the ceiling.My eyes drifted to the two men standing behind him. Both wore black suits and dark glasses. Their hands were folded in front of them, their expressions unreadable. They hadn't spoken once since they entered the room, but I knew what they were capable of. Their silence wasn't peaceful. It was controlled. I looked from them back to the man in the chair.“You want to go against Cole's family?” I asked. “What the hell is wrong with you? Are you tired of being among the living?”Big Joe took a slow drag from his cigar. He did