All Chapters of PLUS-SIZE FAKE PREGNANCY: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Elena’s steps dragged heavily as she walked down the clinic corridor. Her body swayed as if she were barely touching the ground—a weakness borne not just from physical exhaustion, but from a profound, soul-crushing shock.Stowed away in her coat pocket was her own pregnancy test. Tucked inside her handbag was Chloe’s—bearing the very same two red lines that bound her to a twisted, ongoing farce. Two sets of matching red lines. Equally vivid. Equally real.Elena gripped her steering wheel tightly, staring blankly at the road ahead. Her mind raced, spiraling into terrifying territory."If Liam finds out I'm actually pregnant... what will he do?"A bitter, hollow laugh escaped her lips. Liam wouldn't welcome the news with radiant joy the way he had for Chloe. No—he would accuse her of trapping him. Worse still, he would view this child as a threat to the future of the baby his mistress was carrying. He would undoubtedly demand that she get an abortion for Chloe's sake.She pulled her car

Morning greeted the Harrington estate with a bone-chilling cold that seeped through the walls. Inside the master bedroom, Elena noticed Liam was already awake and fully dressed. After sending his message ordering her to return home, she had come straight back and gone to sleep without waiting up for him. She had no idea what time he had finally slipped in from his mistress's house.Without warning, a sudden wave of nausea surged up from the depths of her stomach."Ugh... huek..."Elena clamped her hand tightly over her mouth, her trembling fingers digging into the edge of the mattress. She fought with everything she had to suppress the acid burning her stomach lining, straining to keep from throwing up right onto the floor.Darting toward the bathroom sink, she finally purged the bitter fluids before dragging herself back to bed.Not far from the mattress, Liam was straightening his tie in front of the mirror. Catching her movement in the reflection, he tracked her every step with a l

"There's no need to yell at Elena!" Elizabeth chimed in once more, catching the sour look Liam flashed toward his wife. "Thank goodness I took her to the doctor. Otherwise, I would have had no idea that your wife's pregnancy is fragile and that she needs rest without any work-related stress!"Liam immediately scrambled to regain his composure after his shocked expression momentarily froze his face."Y-Yes, Mother... I understand," Liam stammered out at last, nodding meekly in agreement to the barrage of orders and scoldings from his mother. "I'll make sure Elena doesn't tire herself out, and I'll clear up her workload at the office so she can go on leave right away.""Good. Now that's what I call a responsible husband," Elizabeth praised with a sigh of relief before returning to her meal.Elena kept her head lowered in silence. Every bite of food she chewed and swallowed felt like swallowed thorns scraping down her throat. What if Liam decides to make a scene about me going to the doc

The silence of the night gave way to dawn. As was his custom, Liam always slipped out in the dead of night, never leaving a trace of what hour he returned. Yet every time Elena opened her eyes at the first break of day, he was already there in their bedroom.Elena gently rubbed her eyes, shifting her posture to sit propped up against the headboard. Over by the wardrobe, Liam stood adjusting his dress shirt."Go downstairs. Thomson Vance is down there," Liam uttered flatly, without so much as a glance in her direction. His hands were busy fastening a luxury watch around his left wrist.Elena’s eyes snapped wide open, her lingering sleepiness vanishing instantly. "Father is downstairs? What is he doing here this early?""How should I know? That’s why you need to get down there and see your father!" Liam snapped coldly, his tone laced with sharp irritation."I need to take a shower first," Elena replied softly, trying her best to ignore her husband's harsh demeanor."Don't keep your fath

Before the event commenced, Elena was in the VIP dressing room putting the finishing touches on her evening gown. The door quietly swung open without so much as a preliminary knock. Chloe slipped inside undetected, swiftly turning the lock behind her.Elena, who was applying her lipstick, offered a cold side-glance through the vanity mirror's reflection without shifting her position. "What are you doing in here? There are CCTV cameras in this room," Elena noted.Chloe crossed her arms over her chest, stepping closer with a crooked, arrogant smirk. "Still finding the time to dress up so beautifully? For what? So people actually buy into the idea that you're the queen of the night?""This is my event and Liam's," Elena replied calmly, setting her lipstick down on the counter. "Didn't Liam prepare a comfortable, dedicated lounge for you outside?""I didn't come here to trade pleasantries with you, Elena," Chloe barked, closing the remaining distance until she stood directly beside Elena'