Semua Bab Pregnant with My Billionaire Enemy's Twins: Bab 1 - Bab 10

⚠️ DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, institutions, and events mentioned in this story are purely products of imagination. Any resemblance or similarity to real persons, living or deceased public officials, politicians, personalities, organizations, or actual places and events is entirely coincidental and unintentional. This work is created solely for entertainment, creative storytelling, and literary purposes. It is not intended to depict, suggest, or imply any real-life individual, organization, or event. --- Dear Readers! Welcome to Pregnant with My Billionaire Enemy's Twins! Before anything else, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for choosing this story. Out of thousands of novels you could have read today, you decided to give mine a chance, and for that, I am truly grateful. This novel is more than just a billionaire romance. It is a story about sacrifice, heartbreak, second chances, and the unconditional love of a

Althea POV Hindi ko na muling nilingon pa ang lalaking mahimbing na natutulog sa malambot at magarbong kama. Mahigpit kong niyakap ang sarili ko habang nanginginig ang mga kamay kong dahan-dahang pinihit ang doorknob ng hotel suite. Isang hakbang. Dalawa. Tatlo. Hanggang sa tuluyan akong makalabas ng silid. Kasabay ng mahinang pagsara ng pinto ay ang tahimik kong panalangin. Huwag na sana kaming magkita pang muli nito Hindi ko alam kung sino ang lalaking naiwan sa loob. Hindi ko alam kung paano ako napunta sa kwartong iyon. Ang alam ko lang... gusto kong kalimutan ang lahat ng nangyari sa amin ng nagdaang gabi. Mabilis akong pumasok sa elevator. Nang magsara ang pinto, saka lamang ako nanghina. Unti-unti akong napasandal sa dingding habang pinipigilang bumagsak ang mga luha. Damian... Parang kahapon lang nang pangarapin naming sabay kaming bubuo ng pamilya. Pero kahapon din pala ang araw na tuluyang mawawasak ang lahat. Napapikit ako. Bumalik sa isip ko ang graduation

Althea's POV Three months. Tatlong buwan na ang lumipas mula nang magising ako sa isang hotel suite kasama ang isang estranghero. Tatlong buwan ko ring pilit kinalimutan ang gabing iyon. Pero ngayon... Pakiramdam ko'y bumalik ang lahat ng sakit na pilit kong ibinaon sa limot. Mahigpit kong hawak ang maliit na pregnancy test habang nakaupo sa malamig na sahig ng banyo. Dalawang pulang guhit. Positibo. Unti-unting lumabo ang paningin ko dahil sa mga luhang patuloy na pumapatak. "Paano..." mahinang bulong ko. "Paano ito nangyari?" Alam ko ang sagot. Ayaw ko lang tanggapin. Napayakap ako sa sarili habang hindi mapigilan ang pag-iyak. Kadarating ko lang mula sa pinakamalaking kabiguan ng buhay ko. Iniwan ako ng lalaking minahal ko sa loob ng anim na taon. Ngayon naman... Magiging ina ako. Mag-isa. Wala akong mapagsabihan. Wala na si Lola. Wala rin akong ibang kamag-anak na maaasahan. Muli kong tiningnan ang pregnancy test. Hindi na ito mawawal

Zevran's POV I had always believed that success came with sacrifice. While others spent their weekends with their families, I spent mine inside conference rooms. While others celebrated birthdays and anniversaries, I signed contracts worth millions. It never bothered me. Or at least... That was what I kept telling myself. The familiar skyline stretched beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office as I stood with a cup of black coffee in my hand. Another busy day. Another endless list of meetings. Another day without anything remotely personal. A knock echoed through the office. "Come in." Marcus entered carrying his tablet. "Good morning, sir." "Morning." He placed the tablet on my desk. "Today's schedule." I scanned the appointments. Board meeting. Meeting with investors. Charity gala this evening. Hotel renovation updates. Nothing unusual. "Anything else?" I asked. Marcus nodded. "The renovation of Altamirano Grand Hotel has been completed. The grand reo

Zevran's POV I had met thousands of employees over the years. Managers. Executives. Receptionists. Housekeeping attendants. Security personnel. Most of them faded from my memory the moment I left the building. But somehow... She didn't. For the rest of the inspection, I found my thoughts wandering back to the woman from Room 1508. Althea Villanueva. Even after leaving the hotel, her face lingered in my mind. Those eyes... There was sadness in them. Not the loud kind that begged for sympathy. But the quiet kind. The kind that came from someone who had cried until there were no tears left. I had seen those same eyes before. Five years ago. Inside a dimly lit bar. Then inside my hotel suite. And now... Standing calmly in a housekeeping uniform as if nothing had ever happened. She didn't recognize me. Or perhaps... She simply didn't remember. My driver stopped the car in front of the headquarters. I stepped out without another word.