All Chapters of Carrying My Husband's Billionaire Uncle's Child (English): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

When Scarlett got home, she went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. The moment she slipped out of her gown and faced the mirror, she finally noticed the kiss marks Darius had left across her chest.She bit her lip, and her cheeks warmed all over again.She splashed cool water over her face, hoping it would settle the frantic rhythm in her chest. She kept reminding herself that she needed to get a grip, that whatever had happened between her and Darius needed to be forgotten. She could not keep replaying it in her head or savoring every memory of what had happened between them.Over the next few days, she pretended to be sick. One day, she claimed her stomach hurt. The next, it was her tooth, and after that, she complained about a headache just to avoid meetings at Meridian Investment Partners. She was not ready to face Darius yet. The thought of what he might say made her nervous.When she finally returned to work, she tried to bury herself in her tasks, but she kept catching

Darius acted as if he heard nothing. Bending down, he pressed his lips against Scarlett’s.Her eyes widened and she pushed against him, but Darius locked her in his arms, his lips moving insistently over hers. Within moments, Scarlett found her eyes slipping shut, her own lips parting to return his kiss. They collided with a sudden, desperate hunger, as though two starving souls had finally found each other again.Gradually, Darius loosened his grip, cupping her cheeks before pulling away just enough to break the kiss."You kissed me back, Scarlett... Don't you dare tell me that meant nothing to you," Darius breathed, his fingertips tracing the contours of her face.An internal scream urged Scarlett to confess everything—to tell him she was the woman he had been searching for, the one who shared his bed that night, and that a child was now growing inside her because of it. But every time she parted her lips to speak, her throat locked up. She lacked the courage to lay her truth bare,

"Scarlett... I love you so much..."Tobias pressed his lips against Scarlett’s, a faint smile touching his face at the soft, familiar warmth. Two months ago, on their wedding day, was the last time he had kissed her. He wasn't about to let this opportunity slip away. Even if Scarlett woke up to hate him with every fiber of her being, it didn't matter. What mattered was carrying out his plan. He needed her, and he couldn't afford to let her go.Tobias stripped off his suit jacket and tossed it onto the bed. He leaned back down to kiss her lips, but just as his mouth began tracing down to her neck, his phone vibrated loudly in his pocket.At first, he tried to ignore it, but whoever was calling refused to give up."Fuck! What terrible timing!" Tobias hissed under his breath.Stepping off the bed, he pulled the phone from his pocket. His irritation flared into anger when Vernice’s name flashed across the screen.He tapped the answer button. "Didn't I tell you never to call me again?!" To

Scarlett had been biting her tongue for so long as she leaned against the sofa that she could taste the metallic tang of blood."Tobias must be cursing me out right now," she whispered to herself.If she hadn't woken up while Tobias was out of the room, pure chaos would have erupted in the Aldama mansion by now. Tobias would have discovered she was no longer a virgin and flown into a rage, desperately trying to hunt down the man who had shared her bed.She glanced toward the bathroom, realizing Darius hadn't come out even after almost an hour. After she lied to him, claiming she felt nothing for him and that Tobias still held her heart—he had abruptly walked away. She had been waiting for him all this time just to say goodbye before leaving.Rising from the sofa, she tiptoed toward the bathroom. She pressed her ear against the door, listening closely for any sign of movement inside. But total silence met her ears.Her brows knit together.Could Darius have passed out in the bathtub? O

Darius walked down the hallway of the Aldama mansion, his steps heavy and measured. Greg followed behind him, carrying a golf club."Good afternoon, Sir Darius."The maid who opened the door froze when Darius shot her a cold look."Where is Tobias?" he asked.The maid blinked nervously and pointed upstairs."Call him," he ordered before walking into the living room.The maid rushed off, practically running up the stairs.Darius had no intention of letting Tobias off the hook for what he did to Scarlett. Anyone who tried to hurt her would have to go through him. He would punish all of them—even his own father.A few moments later, Tobias came downstairs behind the maid. He looked like he had just woken up, shirtless, wearing only boxers, and yawning.Darius held out his hand to Greg, who handed him the golf club. Darius gripped it tightly."Uncle Darius," Tobias greeted.The moment Tobias stopped in front of him, Darius raised the golf club and swung it into Tobias’s side."Aahh!" Tobi