All Chapters of PREGNANT FOR MY EX’S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Liora.“Liora? Uncle Soren?”We were just about to walk past the Quinns when Tavian’s familiar voice called out, and my face darkened before my grip tightened around Soren’s hand.“It’s Aunt Liora to you, young master Tavian! I thought they taught you enough manners in those etiquette classes!” I admonished, my voice carrying the weight of an elder correcting a misbehaving child.He and I were almost the same age, and yet, the feeling of holding some power over him felt so good that I smiled in satisfaction, especially when I saw how pale his face went at my words.Well, I guess I was just displeased after the interruption. Soren and I were enjoying a rare moment of warmth when Tavian cut through the spell.How could I not be displeased? He had it coming! And yeah, I was looking forward to using my status as his aunt to make him uncomfortable every single time.From the corner of my eyes, I caught a flicker of amusement on Soren’s face as he stared at me, his eyes glazed with interest

Liora. The whole ride home, I kept staring outside the tinted windows, my fingers unconsciously brushing against my swollen lips every few seconds, because no matter how much I tried to ignore it, the kiss still lingered stubbornly in my mind, and I could still feel the warmth of his mouth against mine, the way he had kissed me so deeply that even now, my chest tightened from the memory alone. And yet, the person responsible for all that chaos had simply stepped out of the car and disappeared, leaving me behind as if nothing had happened at all, without an explanation, without a goodbye, without even sparing me a second glance. What exactly was wrong with Soren Knight? The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became, because one moment, he had been kissing me like he wanted to swallow every breath from my lungs, and the next, he was looking at me like I didn’t even exist. Did he regret it? The thought alone made my chest feel strangely heavy, and immediately, I s

Liora.These days, the morning sickness had gotten worse.I barely ate, and even if I managed to take a few bites, it would all come out seconds later.Those two days were spent between the toilet sink and the bed.The medicines that Soren had gotten me barely worked. Nothing worked, actually.To begin with, due to the constant donations and lack of proper diet, I was very thin. Now, with the pregnancy and the morning sickness, I had gotten even skinnier.If this went on, I was afraid the baby's health would be compromised.I had already grown protective of it, and the thought of anything happening to the baby had my soul literally leaving my body.After staying locked up in the house for two days straight, I wrapped a thick shawl around myself before I stepped outside.I craved the fresh air. Staying indoors, holed up in the bedroom, was frustrating, and I felt like I was going to lose my mind if I didn't get out.It was also two days since I last saw Soren.I know I shouldn't have m

Liora.Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was just the hormones, but that night, after the dinner, my situation got really worse, and Soren ended up spending the night in my bed...Well, his staying was saintly in all possible ways. My temperature kept going up every other second, and each time, he had to run a cold washcloth over my forehead.Staying in his room would have been inconvenient, and well, he didn't allow my attending maid to do it either. And to be honest? I didn't know how to place my feelings.A part of me was glad... grateful?And another part was afraid....the close contact, the closeness that was slowly stretching between us, and the tension that neither of us was willing to talk about.Then my erratic heartbeat, missing beats and misbehaving when our skins touched... the electric currents that flew between us. It felt as if I was sitting on pins and needles.Somewhere around midnight, my situation got worse, and my consciousness started drifting away.I was delirious,

Liora. The room remained eerily quiet after Soren left. His firm and resolute frame while he pressed the receive button still burned into my memories even long after he was gone. And when he answered 'yes', his voice was soft, wrapped in so much tenderness that for a moment, I struggled to believe it came from him, I felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured all over me. My eyes remained fixed on the tightly shut door, and yet all I could see was a foggy mess. My heart had gone numb, and so had my entire body. A heart emoji!A soft voice.... I repeated the words, over and over, till tears started spilling from my eyes, then a ghostly smile, self-mocking, tugged at the corners of my lips. Whatever disappointment, whatever pain that I was currently nursing, I absolutely deserved it. I shouldn't have dared to dream, to fantasise. I was just carrying his child. Nothing more, nothing less. And whatever care he had given over the days, that was responsibility, and not affe