Todos los capítulos de Too Weak To Have An Heir : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

I checked my watch nervously every minute while sitting in the hospital restaurant, waiting for Dr Parker to arrive. He was late. I didn’t want to call him since he was probably busy, but I planned to work as much as I could instead of waiting all morning.Just as I was about to call him, he finally appeared. He rushed toward me with an apologetic expression, and when he reached me, he lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed it.“I’m sorry, Luna. Please accept my deepest apology for being late. I had a patient who needed urgent attention, and I hoped you would understand.” I smiled and shook my head to stop him.“No worries, Dr Parker. I understand. I hope the patient is feeling better,” I replied as he took a seat across from me.“Unfortunately, not yet, but I hope she can make a good recovery soon,” he said, and I kept smiling.A waiter passed by, and Dr Parker waved him over. “Could I please have a coffee and one of your amazing vanilla croissants?” he ordered. The waiter nodded an

I approached the door and opened it when I arrived. I expected Hilda to say something, though I wasn't sure what. She looked at me strangely, and I sighed as I stepped into the room.Aria was lying on the sofa, covered by a thin blanket. Her laptop lay beside her, and she was asleep. "I told you," my wolf's voice echoed in my head, and I felt awful for jumping to conclusions. I slowly walked to the sofa, sat down opposite her, and just stared. She must have sensed my gaze, as she soon began to stir and opened her eyes.At first, she frowned, but then she suddenly sat up. "Andrew? Is it that late?" she asked nervously, panic in her voice."No, I came home early. I got everything done in time," I replied. She seemed to calm down and checked her watch."I thought I slept for hours," she said, sitting up fully before rising to her feet. "I'm going to the bathroom," she added before disappearing. It took her about two minutes to return, and she settled back onto the sofa."Seraphina shou

I couldn't react to that. How did she know about it? I stood there in disbelief, trying to process the situation while Aria stared at me with an expression that mixed sadness and hurt. "Aria, my mother only invited me to a family dinner. She didn't mention that there was a celebration for Seraphina," I explained, hoping to ease the tension. But Aria shook her head, closing her laptop with a decisive click before rising to her feet. "Really?" she questioned, and her voice carried a weight of sadness that made my heart ache. With that, she turned and walked past me, headed toward the bedroom. I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts, but disbelief overwhelmed me. As I pieced everything together, urgency washed over me. I rushed after her, nearly stumbling over my own feet. She had already crawled into bed, her back turned to me as if she was shutting me out of her world. "Who told you about this?" I asked, my voice tinged with desperation. Aria let out a bitter chuckle

She nodded, and an unshakable feeling of dread washed over me again. I couldn't exactly pin down why I felt this way, but jealousy crept into my heart like a shadow. "I don't think that is necessary," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, but she shook her head. "Andrew, this is about my health. I decided I want to reclaim my life, so I agreed to this treatment. I know it’s not easy, but I’ll get through this. Once I do, we can continue our lives without any problems," she explained earnestly. But as I listened, I realised she couldn't grasp why I was so uneasy about her frequent visits. The thought of her spending so much time with someone else stirred something in me, a mix of anger and fear. My wolf urged me to calm down. "She is doing this for us," he reminded me. "She wants to be happy again, and she wants to give you an heir." Even though I understood his logic, I wasn’t ready to accept it. "I still don't think you should go so often," I countered, trying to keep my em

"Aria, where have you been? I have been searching for you all afternoon," he asked, his voice laced with anger. The intensity of his words cut deeper than I expected, and I felt a wave of hurt wash over me. I wasn’t sure how to respond. Did I even want to explain? Would he truly believe what I had to say? "Aria, I asked you something," he shouted, his frustration evident. The sound of his raised voice startled me; he had never directed that kind of anger at me before. I could feel the knot tightening in my stomach.Taking a deep breath, I tried to muster some courage. "I am tired," I whispered, my voice barely above a murmur and my eyes starting to well up with tears. I turned away, wanting to retreat from the confrontation. However, just as I took a step, I felt his hand close around my arm, halting my escape."Aria, I asked you something, and I expect you to answer me," he insisted, his grip firm, holding me in place. I sighed heavily, the weight of the moment pressing down on me.