All Chapters of Pregnant For My Best Friend's Rival : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Vera Wang Dress

Jason's POVThe boutique on Michigan Avenue was one of the most exclusive in Chicago. It was a place where dresses cost more than most people's houses and the sales associates treated you like royalty if you could afford to shop there. I arrived first, the bell above the door chiming as I stepped inside."Mr. Richmond," the sales associate greeted me, her smile warm and professional. "We've been expecting you. How can we assist you today?""I need a dress for my fiancée. Something for the O'Connor charity ball."The associate's eyes widened slightly. "The O'Connor ball? That's quite an event. We have several pieces that would be appropriate."She led me through the showroom, past racks of designer gowns in every color imaginable. But nothing caught my eye. Nothing felt right.And then I saw it.The dress was displayed on a mannequin in the center of the room, lit by a spotlight that made the fabric shimmer like liquid silver. It was a Vera Wang original—a limited edition piece that ha

Last Updated : 2026-07-22

The Enzograndes

Jason's POVThe screen lit up with the name of the one person in the world who could still make me feel like a chastened child, even at thirty-one years old.I hesitated for a moment, watching Brenda disappear into the fitting room. Then I swiped to answer."Mother.""Jason." Her voice was sharp, clipped, the tone she reserved for when she was displeased. "I've been trying to reach you for hours. Where have you been?""Out. Shopping." I kept my voice neutral. "What do you want?""I want to know why I had to hear about the O'Connor charity ball from the society pages rather than my own son. What are you thinking, Jason? Associating with the O'Connors after everything?""Mother...""Come home. Now." Her voice brooked no argument. "There's something we need to discuss. Something important.""I'm busy. Brenda and I—""Brenda can come too. In fact, I insist. There are matters that concern her as well." Another pause. "Don't make me repeat myself, Jason. You know I hate repeating myself."T

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The Cancelled Order

Mikel's POVMy mother, Eleanor, was seated in the wingback chair to my father's right in the living room of the O' Connor mansion. Her hands were folded in her lap, but I could see the tension in the way her fingers pressed together like she was holding back words she desperately wanted to speak.My father, Patrick, sat behind like a king on his throne. Ever since I brought Katherine home, the atmosphere had not been the same. My mother was still not ready to accept the reality that I got married without their involvement and worse still, to a lady that she belonged to the class of the O' Connors.But Katherine was my choice, and there was nothing anyone could do about it. Even if the marriage with Katherine was only going to last for six months, I was willing to make it appear as the best real thing that has ever happened to me."So," Patrick began, "the charity ball is in five days. The Enzograndes will be there. The Richmonds will be there. And we need to present a united front."

Last Updated : 2026-07-27

A Moment of Vulnerability

Katherine's POV Two days to the O' Connor ball, I found myself standing in the grand parlor of the O'Connor estate, my heart pounding with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. "What's this about, Mikel?" I asked, my eyes scanning the room for any clue. "You're being very mysterious." "Close your eyes." His voice came out, warm and teasing. "Mikel.." "Just trust me." I sighed, but I couldn't help the small smile that played at my lips, and then I closed my eyes, listening to the soft rustle of fabric and the quiet footsteps of attendants moving through the room. "Open your eyes." I blinked, my vision adjusting to the light. And then I saw it. The dress was suspended on a mannequin in the center of the room, illuminated by a beam of afternoon sunlight that streamed through the tall windows.

Last Updated : 2026-07-27

The Memory

Katherine's POV That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the events of the day replaying on a loop in my mind. What if I don't want this to end after six months? What if I want forever? His words echoed in my head, taunting me with the possibility of something I'd been too afraid to hope for. But I couldn't let myself believe it. I couldn't let myself fall into that trap again. Because every time I'd trusted someone, every time I'd let myself hope, I'd been let down. My father. Jason. Everyone. How could I believe that Mikel was different? And yet... when I thought about the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, the way he'd defended me to his parents... I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. Hope. I pressed a hand to my belly, feeling the faint flutter of movement beneath my palm. Our baby. Our child. A living, breathing

Last Updated : 2026-07-28

Heart Desire!

Katherine's POV I blinked, surprised that I was actually the one he was referring to. In three years of being in the same class, he'd never spoken to me before. I'd almost forgotten he existed—almost, but not quite. The warmth of his gaze was something I could never completely shake. "Uh, sure," I said, shifting my backpack. "What's up?" He took a breath, his jaw tightening. "I just—I wanted to tell you something. I've wanted to tell you for a while, but I never knew how to say it." I waited, my curiosity piqued. And then Jason appeared. "Katherine! There you are!" He jogged toward us, his smile wide, his hand landing on my shoulder with familiar ease. "Brenda's waiting in the car. We're going to get ice cream. You coming?" "Yeah, of course. I'll be right there." Jason nodded and headed toward the exit, leaving me alone with the quiet boy. I turned back to him, my mind already elsewhere. "Sorry, what were you going to say?" He looked at me for a long moment, som

Last Updated : 2026-07-28

The Meeting

Jason's POV I paced the length of the house, my eyes fixed on the door like a hawk watching its prey. The Vera Wang dress was supposed to arrive today. Every detail had been meticulously planned—the dress, the timing, the entrance at the O'Connor ball. Brenda would be a vision, and every eye in that room would be on her. Tonight was about winning. Tonight was about showing the O'Connors that the Richmonds were not to be underestimated. I checked my phone again. Still no call from the boutique. Where is it? I'd paid a fortune for that dress. I'd made sure Brenda's measurements were perfect. I'd arranged for it to be delivered with plenty of time for alterations. So why wasn't it here? I was about to call the boutique when my phone buzzed in my hand. The screen lit up with the name of the boutique manager. I answered immediately. "Yes? Is the dress on its way?" There was a pause on the other end. Then the manager's voice came through, trembling with nervousness. "M

Last Updated : 2026-07-28

Matteo Enzogrande!

Jason's POV Today was the day. I rose from bed, with just one thought in my mind, and that was the meeting with Matteo Enzogrande. In the bathroom, I studied my reflection, the grey eyes that had been described as both charming and dangerous, and the carefully styled brown hair, and without a doubt, I looked like a man in control. I looked like a man who had never doubted himself in his entire life. But I knew the truth. Underneath the polished exterior, my heart was racing. I dressed meticulously, choosing a charcoal Armani suit that I'd had custom-made for occasions exactly like this. I paired it with a crisp white shirt, a silver tie, and cufflinks that had belonged to my father—a subtle reminder of the legacy I was fighting to protect. In the mirror, I practiced my smile. Warm, but not too warm. Confident, but not arrogant. The smile of a man who could be trusted, who could be relied upon, who would deliver on his promises. I rehearsed my talking points in my head. The Rich

Last Updated : 2026-07-28

The Night Before

Jason's POV "The O'Connor charity ball," Matteo said. "I'll be there. Everyone will be there. I want to see how you navigate that room. I want to see how you handle the O'Connors, how you present yourself, how you command the attention of Chicago's elite." He paused, his eyes narrowing. "If you can impress me there, if you can prove that you have the gravitas to lead this partnership, we'll talk further." I felt a surge of triumph, but I kept my expression composed. "You won't be disappointed, Matteo. I promise you that." "I hope not." He rose from his chair, extending his hand. "I look forward to seeing you at the ball, Jason. Don't let me down." I shook his hand firmly. "I never do." *** I sat in the back of the limousine, my mind racing with a mixture of triumph and determination. The meeting had gone better than I'd expected. Matteo was impressed, I could see it in his eyes. But he was cautious, careful, unwilling to commit until he'd seen me in action. The ball. Everyth

Last Updated : 2026-07-29

The Heir!

Mikel's POV The dressing room was silent except for the soft rustle of fabric and the distant hum of preparations from the ballroom below. I stood before the full-length mirror, my reflection staring back at me with an intensity that matched my own. The tuxedo was impeccable—black, custom-made, every stitch perfect. The fabric was luxurious, the cut flawless, the lines designed to project power and confidence. This is the night. This is the night everything changes. I felt the weight of the evening pressing down on me like a physical force. For years, I'd been the invisible heir, the shadow behind the O'Connor name. Tonight, that would change. Tonight, I would step into the light and claim my birthright. Tonight, I became the official heir to the O'Connor Empire. I thought about my grandmother—the woman who had raised me, who had taught me what it meant to be a good man. She would have been so proud to see me now. She would have stood beside me, her hand on my arm, her eyes shi

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