All Chapters of The Wrong Kind Of Love: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

KENDRICKI had barely settled into bed after returning to London when my phone lit up with Yulia’s name. Seeing her face on the screen immediately brought a smile to my face. I answered the FaceTime call and found her looking at me with that familiar expression that always made me want to tease her.“We just got back to London, and you've already missed me this much, Peaches?” I jested, sitting back against the headboard.Yulia rolled her eyes, although I could see the smile she was trying to hide. “Yes, I missed you, but that's not why I'm calling.”“Then why?” My smile faded slightly as I sat up straighter. “What happened?”She stared at me for a second, and then suddenly shrieked so loudly that I had to pull the phone back.“I got a distinction!”I stared at her for a while before a proud smile spread across my face. “You did?”“Yes!” She laughed, her entire face glowing. “I got seventy-eight point six percent!”“Congratulations, Peaches.” My voice softened as I looked at her. “I

KENDRICKI peered at Natalie, certain I had misunderstood her. “What do you mean you’re pregnant, Natalie?”A bitter laugh escaped me, but there was nothing funny about the situation. My mind immediately went back to that night—the alcohol, the anger, the empty spaces in my memory. I had spent the past few days trying not to think about it, convincing myself that whatever happened that night was behind me.Apparently, it wasn't.Natalie reached into her bag and pulled out a small plastic test kit. She placed it on my desk, followed by a folded medical report. My eyes dropped to both before slowly returning to her face.“I took the test twice,” she said quietly. “Then I went to see a doctor.”I picked up the report, scanning the words without really absorbing them. Pregnancy confirmed. My fingers tightened around the paper.“The doctor said the timing matches,” Natalie continued. “It lines up with the night we were together.”“Fuck!”I dropped the report onto the desk and raked b

KENDRICKYulia approached me and murmured, “This—”I didn’t wait for her to finish. Instead, I lifted her chin with my free hand and kissed her deeply. Her arms slipped around my neck, and I pulled her closer, so our bodies were flush against each other. Our tongues met as the kiss deepened, carrying all the emotions I'd been holding back—the pride, the excitement, and the overwhelming happiness of having her here with me on a day that meant so much to her.All too soon, the kiss slowed down and then stopped. Our foreheads pressed together as I tried to still my beating heart.Her smile grew as she took in the rooftop around us. “This is magical,” she whispered, and peered into my eyes. “I love you, Kendrick.”“I love you more, Peaches,” I replied without hesitation.I took her hand and gently ushered her toward the table. “Now sit down before you make me forget we actually have food waiting for us.”She laughed as she settled into her chair.Dinner was everything I had hoped it wo

YULIA“Yulia!”I heard my mother’s voice, but it sounded distant, almost as though she were calling me from the other side of a thick wall. I remained frozen, staring at Kendrick from across the backyard. He stood a few feet away, his face pale, his eyes fixed on the ground as if he couldn’t bring himself to look at me. He looked ashamed. Guilty. Broken. But none of those expressions could erase the words that had just been spoken.I’m expecting my first grandchild from Natalie and Kendrick.I searched Kendrick’s face for something—anything—that would tell me this was a mistake. That his mother had gotten it wrong. That there was an explanation waiting for me.But he said nothing.“Yulia!” My mother called again, louder this time.I blinked, finally dragged back into the moment. I turned toward her, forcing myself to swallow the lump that had formed in my throat.“Are you okay?” she asked, her forehead creasing with concern.“Yeah. . .” My voice came out weak. I cleared my throat a

NATALIE“Our plan worked, Mom.” I cut my eyes toward my mother before returning my attention to the road. The party was still fresh in my mind, especially the look on Kendrick’s face when his mother announced my pregnancy. It had been exactly the reaction I was hoping for. Shock. Panic. Confusion. And most importantly, pressure.Mom smiled beside me, settling comfortably into her seat as we drove away from Yulia’s home. “I told you it would work, sweetheart.”I let out a small laugh. “You were right.”“Of course I was.” She glanced at me, looking far too pleased with herself. “Did you really think Daphne would sit back and watch her grandchild be born without a proper marriage? That woman is traditional to the bone. The moment she heard there was a baby involved, I knew she would start talking about a wedding.”I smiled to myself. That was exactly what we'd been counting on.My mother had understood something I hadn't at first. Kendrick might not love me, but his mother loved the id