He Never Knew I Was Carrying His Child のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"Tomorrow?" The family physician looked up from my chart, surprised."So soon? Are you sure you don't want to wait a few days?"He hesitated before adding, "Mr. Blackwood is flying back tomorrow. He'd probably want to be here with you."I gently closed the folder."This is my decision. It’s just a knee surgery, I can handle it alone. " The doctor stared at me.Everyone in the Blackwood organization knew what I used to be like.If I caught a cold, I wanted Damian beside me. I'd once cried because I got a paper cut opening one of his files. I had always depended on him.So hearing me say I can do it myself felt almost unbelievable.As I stepped out of the office, I froze.Damian Blackwood had just walked through the hospital entrance, one hand resting on his suitcase. The other instinctively reached back, helping Clara step over the marble stairs.She was wrapped in a black cashmere coat.My gift to Damian. The coat I'd spent months searching for before our third anniversary.His eyes

The guest room I'd prepared was unrecognizable.The new bedding had been stripped off and tossed onto the floor.Designer luggage. Makeup. Shoes. Jewelry. Half the room was filled with Clara's belongings.A giant teddy bear sat proudly on the bed. Like a flag claiming conquered territory.The front door opened again. Clara's laughter floated inside."Thank you for taking me to that restaurant, Damian. It really did cheer me up. I almost forgot how awful today was."Damian loosened his tie as he walked in. "Clara had another disagreement at the estate. The atmosphere wasn't good. I told her she could stay here for a few days."I let out a quiet laugh. "Damian. I told you a week ago. Ava was moving into this room."For the first time that evening, he hesitated.That tiny pause told me everything. He'd forgotten.Back then, when I'd asked him, he hadn't even looked up from the documents in front of him."It's your friend. You decide. You don't need my opinion on every little thing."Now,

My first week in London didn't go the way I'd imagined.My onboarding paperwork had somehow disappeared. My security badge never arrived. My system access was delayed for days.By the time everything was sorted out, I'd already been assigned the department's least desirable account. An impossible deadline. An impossible target.It didn't take long before I figured out why. Officially, the team was led by the founder's son. Young. Brilliant. And rarely in the office.The day-to-day decisions were made by the regional director instead.The two of them disagreed on almost everything.Without realizing it, I'd become collateral damage.Once again, my approval request was stuck waiting on another department.No reply. No explanation. Frustrated, I opened the pinned conversation at the top of my messages.Before I could stop myself, I sent a crying cat emoji.I was about to complain to Ava. Instead, the reply came almost instantly.I'm here.What's wrong?I frowned. That wasn't how Ava usual

I stared at the screen, already drafting a careful explanation in my head.Before I could type, another message appeared.Were you trying to tell me something?A second later, my phone buzzed again.A banking notification. A transfer had been made.My eyes widened. Five figures. I froze.Then another message came through.Not an accident.Come with me to a wedding this Saturday in New York.Some distant cousin is getting married.My family will spend the entire day asking why I'm still single.I'd rather have a fake date than answer those questions.You're single, aren't you? Consider the money hazard pay.I couldn't help laughing. Unfortunately, Ava's wedding was the same day.For the first time in our friendship, a small fortune was competing against loyalty.I stared at the amount on my screen. It could pay several months' rent. Maybe longer.I sighed. Then typed back,Thank you, Mr. Carter.But my best friend is getting married on Saturday back home.There's nowhere else I'd rather

Clara had been standing outside the room for who knew how long.She stepped inside with a tentative smile."No." Clara looked stunned."But you always helped me with these things."Damian's expression remained cold. "Then it's time you learned."Clara blinked. The smile slowly disappeared from her face.She glanced at me."Elena, please don't be upset with Damian because of me."I smiled politely. "You don't have to worry. We're no longer together."For the briefest moment, something flashed across Clara's face.Relief. It vanished almost instantly."I never wanted the two of you to fight because of me."Damian finally looked up from the documents in front of him."If you have questions about the seating arrangements, ask the family secretary."Clara stared at him, clearly not expecting that answer."I let you depend on me for things you should have learned to handle yourself."His voice remained calm, but there was a trace of regret beneath it."I told myself it was responsibility. I