Semua Bab Back in His Arms, Back in His Game... a Billionaire's Price: Bab 221 - Bab 230

The room shifted the moment Clara spoke.Everyone was gathered in Alina’s hospital room, Charlotte beside the bed, Nathaniel close, Sebastian standing near Alina when Clara pressed a hand to her stomach.“I don’t feel well,” she said softly. “I think I need to sit.”Her timing wasn’t accidental.She had felt it the moment Alina opened her eyes, the way Sebastian’s gaze lingered, the way the twins leaned in. Clara felt herself slipping, losing his attention. She couldn’t let that happen. Not now.The nurse returned with a wheelchair.“Miss, we need to take you for a quick evaluation,” she said gently. “Just routine.”

The Hart Estate driveway stretched wide beneath ancient oaks stirring in the afternoon breeze. The car stopped. Sebastian stepped out first, then carefully helped Alina from the vehicle.Nathaniel and Charlotte moved forward together, hesitation melting into hope. Their eyes filled as they took her in. When they finally spoke, their voices broke.“Mom.”Inside, the Hart family waited. Silas and Victoria rose first, expressions a mix of relief, awe, and quiet joy. Jameson and Penelope stood nearby. Duncan and Cyrus, curious and tense, waited for the moment to greet her.Silas’s gravelly voice broke the quiet. “Alina... welcome home. We were so worried.”Victoria added softly, “Safe and back with your f

Sebastian reached Clara first. She was pale, breathing fast, one hand pressed to her abdomen as if holding herself together.“Sebastian...” she whispered, weak. “Our baby...”His instincts kicked in. He dropped to a knee beside her, supporting her shoulders, scanning her, breathing, level of consciousness. She was alert, responsive, no obvious bleeding. But a fall down stairs carried real risk.“Don’t move,” he said firmly. “Just breathe.”The room was silent except for Clara’s shallow gasps.Alina froze for a heartbeat, then her own training surged. Ignoring the ache in her body, she rushed down the stairs, pulse racing, adrenaline cutting through the fog of concussion.

The room held its breath. Sebastian’s jaw was tight, eyes fixed, forcing himself to breathe as the weight of betrayal and lies settled hard and irreversible.Julian stepped forward, confusion and disbelief written across his face. “What are you talking about? What test?” he asked.Julian took the envelope and unfolded the pages. His eyes scanned the documents, seeking clarity. Then he froze, the color draining from his face as the truth hit.Clara’s breath hitched, her carefully maintained façade cracking. “You don’t understand,” she whispered, voice trembling. “I did all of this... because I love you.”The door burst open. A doctor and nurse rushed in, responding to the chaos. They took in the shattered glass on the floor and Clara trembling near the bed, feigning weakness.Sebastian’s ey

The morning sun spilled across the Hart Estate dining room. Laughter and chatter filled the long table as breakfast was served. Sebastian, Alina, the twins, and Aiden sat with Silas, Victoria, Jameson, and the rest of the family. Plates clinked, coffee steamed, and the scent of fresh bread and fruit filled the air.Sebastian cleared his throat, drawing attention. “We’ll be heading back to Atheria tomorrow,” he said. “Alina just needs to notify Whitmore Academy and the free clinic about her departure.”Silas leaned back, nodding. “I would have liked you to stay longer,” he said warmly. “But I understand. You have your lives to rebuild. Don’t forget to visit us once in a while, we’re old now.”Alina smiled. “Of course, Grandpa. We’ll come by.”Nathaniel’s brow furrowed. “I’ll be staying behind,” he said firmly. “