The Baby Contract のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

AARON’s POVI stood there, hesitating, my heart heavy with a sense of foreboding as the doctor discussed the paternity test. I wanted to know the truth, but at the same time, I dreaded what it might reveal. Finally, with a heavy sigh, I nodded my agreement. I wanted to know the actual father and secretly hoped the baby belonged to me.The doctor led us to a separate room where the paternity test would take place. It was a small, sterile space with a plain table at the center. Noah and I took our seats, our gazes locked in an unspoken challenge.A nurse entered, carrying a small kit containing swabs and other materials for the test. She introduced herself and explained the process. She had collected a swab from the inside of the baby's cheek, then took samples from both Noah and me. The swabs were sealed in individual containers, marked with our names, and then sent off to the lab.The minutes passed like hours, and the room was filled with a heavy silence. The nurse attempted to make

BELLA’s POVWith trembling hands, I carefully unfolded the envelope containing the paternity test results. My heart pounded in my chest as I scanned the document, my eyes darting from one line to the next. As the truth became clear, my eyes filled with tears of relief and joy. The results showed that Aaron was indeed 100% the father of my baby.A sob of happiness escaped my lips, and I couldn't help but let the tears flow freely. MaryJane, standing beside me, beamed with satisfaction and rubbed my back affectionately. I told you not to get too worked up, Bella," she said, her voice full of knowing.Right at that moment, the door swung open, and Noah entered, carrying a tray of food. He placed it beside me, concern etched on his face. "What's going on?" he asked, looking from me to the letter I held in my hands.My voice quivered as I explained the contents of the letter, how it had confirmed Aaron as the father. Noah took the letter from me and read through it, his expression darkenin

BELLA’s POVThe world around me blurred as I frantically dialed Aaron's number, the words of the divorce letter still echoing in my mind. But as the call went through, and went to voicemail, I was met with an all too familiar frustration – Aaron's phone remained unreachable.Tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn't hold back the anger that surged within me. How could he do this to me? How could he end our marriage and simply walk away without even talking to me face to face?I know it was part of the contract that we were going to go our separate ways but certainly not like this! It hurt so much and I couldn’t even hold the tears that threatened to overflow.Beside the letter lay a cheque, a sum of one million dollars. Aaron's attempt to buy my silence and cooperation in our divorce only fueled my anger. I snatched the cheque, my trembling hands tearing it to pieces. The act of destruction was a release for my turmoil, but it did nothing to mend the shattered pieces of my heart.Jus

AARON’s POVThe day of the engagement had arrived, and I was quite nervous as though it was my wedding day. I stood before a mirror, adjusting my tie and smoothing down my handsome corporate suit. I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I looked at my reflection. The suit fit perfectly, and I felt a surge of confidence.Jasmine, my soon-to-be fiancée, was equally stunning. She wore a flowing green gown that complemented her figure beautifully. The color accentuated her eyes, making them shine even brighter. She looked radiant, and I couldn't have been prouder to have her by my side.The grand hall I had chosen for the engagement was a vision of opulence. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, giving the room a beautiful light. The walls were adorned with golden decorations, and the whole space exuded an air of grandeur. It was packed with people, all eager to celebrate this milestone with us.Jasmine was grinning from ear to ear as I approached her, my heart swelling w

BELLA’s POVI gave up trying to revive my baby myself and had to rush him to the hospital as quickly as I could. I clung to my baby, his tiny body so fragile in my arms, and my heart ached with fear. We reached the emergency room, and the medical staff swiftly took over, examining the baby with urgency. I could hardly breathe as I watched them work to stabilize him.Mom and MaryJane placed a comforting hand on my shoulder as we watched everything unfold.After what felt like an eternity, the doctor emerged and gave us a reassuring smile. "The baby's breathing is stable now," he said. "You don't need to worry, but we do recommend taking proper care of him. Make sure he gets plenty of fluids and vitamins."I let out a sigh of relief,thanking God inwardly.The doctor went on to explain the reason behind the sudden breathing difficulty. He mentioned that it was likely due to the baby's underdeveloped respiratory system, which is not uncommon in premature infants. This revelation eased some