Semua Bab Pregnant from the man I hate - A Billionaire Romance: Bab 41 - Bab 50

The ceiling gave way first.A massive crack tore through the black stone, and chunks weighing tons crashed into the hall. Dust, water, and silver light swirled together into a storm.But no one moved.No one could.Because the little boy was sitting on the floor, his amber eyes wide open, looking at me as if he had been searching for me his entire life.My heart pounded so hard it hurt.Slowly, I crawled toward him.My hands were trembling.Every breath burned.I didn’t know who he was.I only knew that my body recognized him.That something inside me was reacting to him as if to lost blood.The boy reached out his hand to me.Small.Warm.Real.And when I touched it, a memory exploded in my mind.A summer garden.Laughter.I am sitting on a white blanket in the grass.Noah Carter is lying behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist.A little boy is running in front of us.Dark hair.Amber eyes.He turns around, laughing, and calls out:"Mommy, Daddy! Look!"I gasped and pulled my han

‘No’ The word came out of me before I even understood what Cael Carter said had. I pulled him tightly behind me. Like I could protect him by closeness alone. My whole body trembled. “Don’t say that.” Cael looked up to me. His little face was full of tears, but in his eyes there was something that no child should wear. Knowledge. Too much knowledge. “It’s the only way.” I was shaking my head. ‘No. There is always another way.” Cael looked briefly to Noah Carter, who was tired of the broken column ! Then back to me. And suddenly I knew he didn't ask. He remembered. Something that had already happened. “You’ve done it before, Mama.” My heart stopped. The words met me like a knife. A picture shot through my head: My arms. A small body. Black water. Scream. Noah who holds me while I break. I'll get up. Tears shot my eyes. ‘No...’ Elias made another step. His voice became deeper. More restless. “Don’t listen to him. The boy is lying. He does not belong he

His words hit me harder than anything before. Not because they sounded wrong. But because a part of me — the part that is now lost through four lives Children and broken timelines had gone — immediately knew that the truth was more complicated than we knew. I lay in his arms. The hall collapsed around us. stone crashed from the ceiling, the silver water retreated into the basin, and somewhere Lucien called our name. But I could only see Noah. His face was just centimeters away from mine. Blood on his temple. Tears in his eyes. And that question. This terrible, impossible question. I slowly lifted my hand. Touched his cheek. No one came back this time. Silver light glomm weak under his skin, under mine, as if the archive his last breath done. “Maybe,” I whispered, “because you were never my son.” Noah died. I sat up very hard. My whole body trembled, but suddenly I saw the pictures clear. Not as fragments. It's a coherent truth. “Elias lied.” Sophia, who was

The pain was so sudden that my knees sacked me. Noah Carter caught me before I fell, but I didn't cling to him. My hands pressed panicky on my stomach. The baby moved back. Not like a child. Like something that replied. Or someone. The older version of me remained in the door frame. She didn't move. But her look changed immediately. She knew. She saw exactly what happened. Her voice was sharp. Urgent. “He is awake.” I was freezing. Noah automatically pulled me behind, like he could protect me from her. His attitude was tense, every muscle ready. “Who?” The woman didn't look at him. Just my belly. Her voice trembled. “Not your son.” Emil — the boy who looked like Cael — stopped playing with the shell. He slowly turned to us. His face was suddenly serious. Too serious for a child. Then he said quietly: “He found me before I could come to you.” My breath stopped. I didn't understand a word. But my body understood enough to panic. Again this pain. Stronger

I cried. Not because of the pain. It's because I felt it. Something in my stomach no longer moved like an unborn child. It was targeted. Conscious. Like a hand from inside grabs me. I blew back and hit the table. The silver medallion fell to the ground and jumped. The photo in it flashed briefly. But this time it was different. Not me, Noah and Cael. Just a black lake. And a single child standing in it. With amber eyes. Noah Carter was with me right now. His arms around me. His voice is tense. “Lena. Tell me what happens.” I couldn't talk. My fingers crawled into his shirt. “It... grabs after me.” His face lost any color. Behind him the older version of me came abruptly closer. For the first time, she seemed really scared. “Too soon.” Emil raised his head. His little face got pale. “He realizes I’m here.” A sharp cramp went through me. I sacked my knees. Noah held me, but I hardly felt his hands. Because suddenly pictures burst through my head. Not mem