You're Mine, Ex-wife! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

As we swiftly made our way to the hospital, Dylan engaged in a conversation with the doctor, who suggested that I undergo a pregnancy test. "A pregnancy test?" I murmured to myself, casting a puzzled glance at Dylan, who responded with a reassuring nod and a smile playing on his lips. "Let's proceed with the test, Doctor," he stated confidently as he looked down at my belle.In the preceding months, thoughts of a child had not crossed my mind; rather, my focus remained on our daily life together with Dylan. "If I am pregnant now, it would mean that the entirety of Harmon's properties would belong to me," I remarked, a smile creeping onto my face."I hope the test yields a positive result," I whispered to myself, excitement and apprehension enveloping me. The possibility of a new chapter in our lives loomed before us, intertwining our fates in ways we had never imagined.As we entered the test room, I felt a wave of dizziness hit me as my blood sample was taken by the doctor. With a g

Their nods of acknowledgment were accompanied by a surprise that left me momentarily speechless. As Ava moved toward me, her intention became clear as she enveloped me in a warm, unexpected hug. The shock melted into camaraderie, prompting me to return the gesture, our embrace a silent exchange of unspoken understanding.After a few heartbeats, we released each other, and I found myself gazing into Ava's eyes, searching for answers in their depths. "What is it?" I inquired, my curiosity tinged with a hint of bewilderment. The hug and their impromptu visit had caught me off guard, leaving me unsure of what to expect next."Let's have a seat first," Ava suggested gently, her voice calm and reassuring. She gestured towards the chairs, inviting me to join them. Nodding in agreement, I followed her cue and settled back into my seat, the air in the office charged with curiosity and anticipation. Ava and Aaron took their places across from me, their expressions a blend of seriousness and a h

As they pulled away, their figures receded toward the parking lot where Aaron's car was a silent sentinel awaiting their return. I watched them go, Just as the lingering echoes of Aaron and Ava's departure faded, a sudden intrusion shattered the fragile peace. My phone, lying innocently on the pocket, erupted into shrill insistence. With a glance, I noted the unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. Curiosity piqued, I answered, uncertainty tingeing my voice. "Hello, who is this?" I inquired, a hint of caution in my tone."Ma'am, this is Glory, your maid, ma'am," came the hurried response from the other end of the line, the words tumbling out in a rush.Recognition dawned as I mentally placed the name to the voice. "Oh, Glory, what's the matter? Why are you calling?" I asked, concern knitting my brows."Ma'am, I haven't been feeling well," Glory explained, her distress palpable even through the phone line. "I can't go for the grocery restock today. The other maids are on their day o

After ending the call, I gently placed my phone on the couch, a small smile playing on my lips as relief hit me. urgency lifted, replaced by a quiet anticipation as I recalled my plan to ask Dylan to come home. Turning my attention to the maids who had been waiting, I addressed them, "You all can leave now," I stated firmly. Their response was swift and respectful, "Okay, ma'am," they chorused in unison before quietly exiting the room, leaving me in solitude.As I settled back onto the couch, calm enveloped me, the anticipation of Dylan's impending return bringing a comforting reassurance. Deep down, I knew that Dylan would not hesitate to heed my call, especially when our unborn child's well-being was at stake. The bond between us was strong, a foundation built on love and mutual support.With a quiet resolve, I embraced the moment of solitude, content in the knowledge that I had taken the necessary steps to ensure Dylan's swift return. The wait for his arrival was nervous energy a

The revelation was like a cold wave crashing down upon me, chilling and unrelenting. The words swirled in my head, a chaotic symphony that refused to settle into any coherent melody. It was a reality I had never anticipated, one where the man I had poured my heart into could turn and give a piece of himself to the woman who had upended my life. It was a bitter pill, laced with the poison of betrayal, and it forced an unwelcome epiphany upon me. Dylan's affection, it seemed, had been nothing but a masquerade.With a heavy heart and thoughts racing, I murmured to myself, still reeling from shock, "This doesn't make any sense... or perhaps, now it does. Dylan never truly loved me. It was all pretense."My voice was barely a whisper, a feeble attempt to console my breaking heart. The room was thick with tension, a silent witness to the drama unfolding.Then, as if on cue, Allison lifted her gaze to meet mine. Her lips curled into a smile, a sickeningly sweet expression that felt like a da