บททั้งหมดของ THE CEO'S PREGNANT NANNY: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

POV: LAURENI arrived at the mansion dragging my feet, my body, and my soul in pieces. Every step felt like carrying the weight of the world on my back. My eyes were swollen from crying the entire way. I could barely breathe, my chest tight, suffocated by a pain that burned from the inside out.I went straight to the bedroom without saying a word to anyone. Furthermore, I started tossing clothes into the suitcase with quick, clumsy, desperate movements. My hands were shaking. Everything seemed to spin. The air in the room felt thick, almost unbreathable. My fingers clutched the fabric, like somehow that would give me control over the situation. But I was falling apart.That’s when I heard a sob behind me. I turned around and saw my mother standing in the doorway. Her face was pale, and her eyes filled with tears.“Is it true?” Her voice came out shaky, almost unrecognizable. “Did he really cheat on you?”I swallowed hard, feeling my throat burn. The tears returned, uncontrollably.“Ye

POV: LAURENI lifted my head immediately, not sure if I had heard him right. My lips parted, unable to process what he had just said. “Theo, you’re too young to understand,” I said with difficulty, trying to stay calm. “This baby doesn’t have your uncle’s blood and—” “So what?” he cut me off, his voice choked, eyes brimming with tears as he stared at me. “Uncle Henry raises me like a son, and he’s not my dad. But he loves me like he is!” “It’s different, little man. You have my blood—you’re my nephew,” Henry sighed heavily, standing up and pulling Theo into a hug. But Theodor shoved him away forcefully. “Then take my blood out!” he shouted, angrily stretching out his arm. “Take it out and put it in the baby; that way you’ll accept her as your

POV: HENRYI stood there for a long time, watching the car disappear into the distance, in complete silence. The sound of the tires on the road felt too far away, muffled by the pressure in my chest. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think about anything except the image of her leaving. Lauren. My Lauren. My hands were cold, yet I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to contain the chaos inside me. I slipped my hand into my pocket and touched something that made me freeze for a moment. I pulled out the little pink baby shoes. Those tiny pieces of fabric felt like they weighed a ton in my hand. I sat on the steps of the mansion’s staircase, staring at the shoes as if they were the only thing left of the family I almost had. I was ready to be a father. Something I never thought I’d want, but she changed me. Lauren came in and turned all my certainties upside down. She made me see a future I didn’t know existed,

POV: HENRY“Seriously,” she went on, running a hand through her hair in frustration, “is it really that hard to accept her completely? Is that what’s stopping you? One detail that doesn’t change who she is?”“Your friend lied to me,” I said more to myself than to her, trying to justify a pain I couldn’t even explain anymore. I was tired—exhausted from repeating it to myself and from hearing Lucian try to get me to see the other side.“Send my regards,” I added, bitterness lacing my voice, about to close the door.Kate stepped closer, her eyes blazing with indignation.“Grow up, Mr. Carter. You’re a businessman, right? Someone used to seeing the big picture? So why now can you only see what hurts you?” She took a deep breath, her voice shaking, but still steady. “Lauren wanted to tell you the truth. It was my idea that she didn’t. I begged her. I was afraid you’d throw her away like Ethan did—afraid I’d watch her fall apart again… because she already loved you.”Her words hit me like a

POV: HENRYI took a step closer and saw fear return to her eyes. “The only woman I’ve ever loved, still love, and will always love is Lauren Becker. And I don’t give a damn if our marriage is over. My feelings for her didn’t die. And they never will,” I declared. Lucian watched me as if he’d just heard something he hadn’t expected. Mia, on the other hand, snapped. Clenching her fists, she lunged forward like a raging wild animal. “Lie!” she screamed, trying to hit me. “Liar!” But Lucian moved fast and grabbed her, pinning her arms down as she thrashed like a tantrum-throwing child. “Let me go, you piece of shit!” she yelled. “This is between him and me! Get out of my way, or I swear I’ll destroy that second-rate nanny’s life!” Second-rate nanny.