บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant By My Ex-Boyfriend's Father: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

I woke up wrapped in Alexander's arms.For a moment, I just lay there, listening to his heartbeat. Strong. Steady. Real.Last night had changed everything.Not the confrontation with James. Not the shouting or the threats.The confession.I'm falling in love with you.I'm already there."You're thinking too loud," Alexander murmured, his voice rough with sleep."Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.""I was already awake. Watching you sleep." He pressed a kiss to my hair. "Do you regret it?""Regret what?""Telling me you love me."I turned to face him. His hair was messy, his eyes soft in the morning light. He looked younger. Vulnerable."No," I said honestly. "I regret the timing. The circumstances. The chaos. But not the feeling."His smile was relief mixed with wonder. "Good. Because I meant what I said too.""You're in love with me.""Completely. Terrify

The Vogue offices were everything I'd imagined—sleek, modern, intimidating.Victoria had dressed me in a cream silk blouse and tailored navy pants. Simple. Elegant. The kind of outfit that said "I'm not trying too hard but I still have taste.""Remember," she coached in the car. "Hands on belly when talking about the baby. Smile when mentioning Alexander. No defensive body language about James.""I feel like I'm preparing for battle.""You are." She squeezed my hand. "But you're going to win."The interviewer was Elena Martinez—ironically, we shared a last name—a journalist in her forties with kind eyes and a no-nonsense demeanor."Bella, thank you for sitting down with us." She gestured to the plush chair across from her. "I know this has been a difficult week.""That's an understatement," I said, then caught myself. Too negative. Victoria had warned me about that.Elena smiled. "Let's start at the beginning.

By noon, the GMA interview had twenty million views.I sat in Alexander's office, scrolling through reactions on my new phone—Victoria had insisted I get a new number to avoid the flood of reporters calling.The comments were... surprising.@JessicaR_Mom: I was ready to judge Bella but after hearing her side? James sounds like a nightmare. She deserves better.@MediaAnalyst: Notice how James never denied the cheating allegations? Suspicious.@TeamBella2025: That moment when she offered TEN paternity tests? ICONIC. She knows that baby is Alexander's.@NYCLawyer: Alexander Sterling admitting he failed as a father took guts. Respect.Not everyone was supportive. There were still plenty of comments calling me a gold-digger, a homewrecker, worse. But the tide had definitely shifted."Stop reading those," Alexander said, looking up from his laptop. "You'll driv

Alexander was waiting in the penthouse when we arrived, his face dark with anger."I saw the post," he said without preamble. "Marcus is already working on getting it taken down.""It's already been shared thousands of times," Victoria said, showing her phone. "Screenshots everywhere.""Then we issue a statement. 'James Sterling's social media posts do not represent the views of Sterling Corporation or the Sterling family.'""That'll just make him angrier," I said quietly."I don't care." Alexander pulled me close. "He's crossed too many lines. This ends now.""How?" I asked. "What are you going to do?""I'm getting a restraining order. And I'm hiring a full security team for you. Round the clock.""Alexander, that's excessive—""Is it?" His eyes were intense. "He's drunk. Threatening. Unstable. And he just posted a public message that sounds like a threat to millions of followers."Catherine spoke up. "He's

I woke up on my wedding day to the sound of rain."No," I groaned, looking out the window at the grey sky. "Not rain. Please not rain."Victoria appeared in the doorway with coffee. "It's good luck. Rain on your wedding day means blessings.""It means wet guests and ruined photos.""It means we move the ceremony inside to the ballroom. Which we already planned for as contingency B." She handed me the coffee. "Drink. We have three hours until you walk down the aisle."Three hours until I became Mrs. Sterling.My hands shook as I took the cup."Nervous?" Victoria asked."Terrified. What if James shows up? What if something goes wrong? What if—""Stop." Victoria sat beside me. "James has twelve armed security guards between him and you. Nothing is going wrong. And in three hours, you'll be married to my father and legally protected.""That's romantic.""It's practical. Romance comes later." She smiled. "Now dr