All Chapters of Accidentally Pregnant For My Sister’s Fiancé : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

NoahSitting at my desk in the dimly lit office, I felt a surge of determination coursing through me. Papers were strewn across my desk, each one a piece of the puzzle that was Natalie. She had been a constant thorn in my side, and the fear that she could ruin my life, or worse, that of Lily, the woman I loved, was a weight I could no longer bear. I couldn't let that happen. The stakes were too high, the potential for disaster too great. As I pored over the documents, my mind raced with possible solutions, strategies to neutralize the threat she posed.The door creaked open, and I looked up to see my brother Ethan entering, a bunch of files clutched in his hands. His expression was a mix of excitement and urgency, and I knew immediately that he had discovered something significant."Noah, you need to see this," Ethan said, his voice barely able to contain his excitement. He walked briskly over to my desk and dumped the files in front of me. "I've been digging into Natalie’s background

LilyAs I trudged through another exhausting week, the looming cloud of my weekly pregnancy checkup hung over me. I had been dreading it, not because of the checkup itself, but because of Mrs. Donovan's insistence on accompanying me. She was my boss, a woman with a heart of gold but an overwhelming presence. I had tried to dissuade her, murmuring weak protests about how I could manage on my own, but she had been resolute.“Lily, you’re not going alone,” she had said firmly, her eyes softening in that way that made it impossible to argue.“You’ve been through so much, and no one should have to do this alone.”So there I was, seated in her luxurious car as we made our way to the hospital. The hum of the engine was a soothing background noise, but my mind was anything but calm. I stared out the window, watching the world blur past, my hands resting on my growing belly. I felt a gentle kick, a reminder of the little life inside me, and my heart ached with a complex mix of love, fear, and

LilyThe evening was calm, the kind of calm that typically envelops a house when everyone is either lost in their own thoughts or buried in their routines. I sat in my room, staring at my phone, my fingers trembling as I held it. I had to call my father. It was a last resort, a desperate attempt to find some semblance of understanding in a family that had been slowly unraveling. I knew that if I wanted to be heard, if I wanted to try to reach out, he was my only chance.My mother, well, she wasn’t reasonable at all. Any conversation with her spiraled into a shouting match, leaving both of us raw and angry.I took a deep breath, dialing his number. The phone rang a few times, and then I heard his familiar voice on the other end.“Hello?”“Dad, it’s me, Lily,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.“Lily,” he replied, a mixture of surprise and caution in his tone. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”I paused for a moment, collecting my thoughts. “I just… I needed to talk to you,” I

NoahI stood at Ethan’s doorstep, the fading sunlight casting long shadows across his front yard. The familiar squeak of the old hinge greeted me as I pushed the door open.“Ethan, you home?” I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the quiet house. There was a clatter from the back room, followed by a muffled curse, and then Ethan appeared in the doorway, wiping his hands on a rag.“Noah! Didn’t expect you so soon. Come in,” he said, gesturing me inside. His house smelled faintly of wood polish and coffee, a comforting mix that always made me feel at ease. I followed him into his makeshift office, cluttered with papers, old books, and a large cork board plastered with photographs and notes.“How’s it going with the investigation?” I asked, not wasting any time. Ethan’s face darkened slightly, a sure sign he had been deep into something serious.He nodded toward the cluttered desk. “I’ve been digging deeper into Natalie’s activities. You won’t believe what I’ve found.”My curiosity

NatalieIt was a humid, sticky evening when I finally decided to confront Noah. The air was thick with the scent of impending rain, and I could feel the tension building within me, mirroring the dark clouds gathering in the sky. The thought of Noah, my estranged boyfriend, living with another girl had been gnawing at me for weeks. What made it unbearable was finding out that the girl was my own sister, Lily. The betrayal cut deep, like a knife twisted slowly in my heart.I drove up to Noah’s mansion, the gravel crunching ominously under my tires. The mansion stood grand and imposing, a stark contrast to the turmoil churning inside me. Memories of happier times flitted through my mind – the laughter, the shared dreams, the promises of forever.How could he throw it all away? My knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel, trying to steady my nerves. I had to see it for myself, to believe that the two people I loved most had stabbed me in the back.I walked up to the front door,