All Chapters of PLUS-SIZE FAKE PREGNANCY: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Elena yanked her hand back from Liam’s neck. She picked up the soup bowl and began feeding him, spoonful by spoonful, until it was empty. Not a single word passed between them after her initial warning.“Don’t talk. I’m really not in the mood to listen to any noise right now,” Elena had snapped when Liam opened his mouth to start a conversation, shutting him up instantly. He went back to chewing his food in silence.Liam kept his eyes glued to her, staring with the fascinated look of someone admiring a prized pet. Elena genuinely didn’t care anymore. She had conditioned herself to expect nothing from the man who was still legally her husband.“All done. Now you can take your medicine yourself,” Elena said, dropping the pills into his right palm and placing a glass of water into his left.Liam obeyed like a young boy being coaxed by his mother.“Go back to sleep. I have a lot of work to catch up on,” Elena added, pulling the duvet over his chest.“How much do you make a day?” Liam aske

Elena and Liam froze right in front of the open car door. Closing her eyes for a brief second, Elena let out a long, heavy breath, trying to push down the sudden wave of exhaustion weighing on her chest. She recognized that piercing, arrogant voice instantly. Chloe. Chloe marched toward them, her eyes blazing with fury and her luxurious evening gown swishing wildly with every rushed step. Her face was twisted in rage the moment she spotted Liam's hand still resting lightly on Elena's waist. "So this is why you didn't answer a single one of my texts, Liam!" Chloe spat, her voice rising sharply, completely indifferent to the fact that they were standing in the bustling driveway of a five-star hotel. "Turns out you were busy gallivanting around with this bloated elephant?!" Elena turned around slowly, her face a mask of cool, unbothered detachment. "Watch your language, Chloe. We're in public." "Shut your mouth, Elena!" Chloe shrieked, pointing a manicured, red-tipped finger right in

Liam froze where he stood. Whatever awkward posture or faint smile he had held vanished instantly, replaced by sheer shock at her answer. His eyes widened, locking onto the thick document resting on the desk.With a slightly trembling hand, Liam reached out, picked up the paper, and scanned it again. Line after line of dense legal prose stared back at him in undeniable clarity.Divorce Agreement."Elena... what is the meaning of this?" Liam asked, his voice raw and raspy as he looked up at his wife. "You... you had this drawn up already?""I prepared it a long time ago," Elena replied, her tone casual yet unyielding, without a single flicker of hesitation in her eyes. "All that's left is for us to sign it. I've already signed at the bottom."Liam shook his head violently, refusing to accept the reality staring him in the face. He slammed the paper back onto the desk, his breathing ragged."No, Elena. You can't just make a unilateral decision like this," Liam pleaded softly, trying to

The doorbell rang sharply through Chloe’s luxury apartment. Draped in a relaxed pink silk gown, she hurried over to answer it.When the door swung open, Liam was standing on the threshold, still breathing slightly heavily. A look of unadulterated bliss radiated from his dark eyes."Liam!" Chloe gasped in delight.Without wasting a second or bringing up their explosive argument in the hotel lobby last night, Chloe threw herself into his arms, wrapping her hands tightly around his neck. She rested her head against his chest as if last night’s harsh clash had been nothing more than a passing breeze."You came, darling! I knew you'd come running the moment you heard the good news!" Chloe murmured sweetly, her voice dripping with affection.Liam returned the embrace with equal intensity. Pulling back slowly, he gazed at her face, his eyes glistening with deep emotion."Is it true, sweetheart? Are you really..." Liam held his breath, his eyes slowly dropping to her flat stomach."Yes, darli

"You really are pregnant, Elena. I'm so, so happy..."Elizabeth’s heartfelt words felt like a jagged blade plunging straight into Elena’s chest. Every tender stroke over her stomach felt like a humiliating lash of guilt. Elena could only stand there, her body limp and her lips sealed tight, utterly incapable of uttering another word of deception.That night passed like an agonizing nightmare.By the time quiet settled over the master bedroom once more, Liam had already vanished. He had slipped out quietly in the dead of night to head to the Mayfair penthouse, rushing to tend to Chloe’s complaints of nausea, leaving Elena curled up all alone on the vast bed. The relentless nausea twisting her stomach only intensified as she was forced to swallow the bitter truth that her divorce would have to wait.The next morning, Elena’s condition showed no signs of improvement. The persistent churn in her gut grew exponentially worse with every whiff of food or room fragrance that filled the air.A