All Chapters of Accidentally Pregnant For My Sister’s Fiancé : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

NoahI held the baby in my arms, marveling at how tiny his fingers were compared to mine. He giggled, his chubby cheeks dimpling, and I couldn’t help but smile back at him. Lily sat next to me, her head resting on my shoulder as she watched us with a soft expression. "He's really something, isn't he?" she murmured, her fingers gently playing with the baby's little feet.As I played with our son, I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to a few months ago. It felt like a different lifetime. There was a time when I almost gave up on having this—having Lily, our baby, this moment of peace and happiness. I remembered the endless nights filled with doubt and fear, the uncertainty that plagued me. There were moments I thought I would never be able to hold onto this, that it would slip through my fingers no matter how hard I tried to grasp it.Lily must have noticed the change in my expression because she gently took my chin, turning my face towards hers. Her eyes were filled with a mix

NatalieI knew that the sooner I dealt with Lily and her stupid little family she had gained, the better for me. I had spent countless nights plotting, thinking of every possible way to dismantle her perfect little life. But I knew that brute force wouldn't work; it would only make me look desperate and evil. I needed to be smarter, to outwit her.In that moment, it dawned on me that the best course of action was to feign remorse. I had to pretend that I was sorry for everything I had done to her, to make her believe that I had changed, that I wanted to make amends. Gaining her trust back was the key, even though I knew it would be difficult. Trust, once shattered, is hard to rebuild, but not impossible."Lily, can we talk?" I asked, my voice trembling just the right amount to sound genuine.She looked up, surprised and wary. "Natalie? What do you want?""I know I've done terrible things, and I don't expect you to forgive me," I began, carefully choosing my words. "But I want to try t

LilyI couldn't believe it. I stood there, replaying the conversation over and over in my mind, each time feeling more foolish than the last. Natalie, with her half-hearted apology, had somehow wormed her way back into my life, and I had been too weak to resist. It wasn't that her words were particularly convincing or that she had shown any genuine remorse. No, it was more about my inability to stand firm, to protect myself from her toxic influence. I felt a rush of frustration, mingled with a sense of betrayal—not by her, but by myself. How could I have let this happen?Noah was my rock through it all. As I stood in the kitchen, staring blankly at the counter, he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist."Lily, you know she doesn't mean it," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear. "You can't let her back in. She doesn't have your best interest at heart."I sighed, leaning back into his embrace. "I know, Noah. But it's hard. She used to not only be my sister but my

LilyThat morning, as the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room, I reached for my phone on the nightstand. I saw Noah's name flashing on the screen, and a sense of unease settled in my chest. Noah rarely called this early, especially not on a weekday. I swiped to answer, my voice still thick with sleep."Noah? Is everything okay?" There was a pause on the other end, and in that silence, my heart started to race. I could hear the faint sound of his breathing, rapid and shallow, a clear sign of his distress."Lily," he finally said, his voice strained and restless, "I don't know how to tell you this, but something's happened." My mind raced with possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last.I sat up in bed, my pulse pounding in my ears. "Noah, you're scaring me. What's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm despite the growing panic inside me. He sighed heavily, and I could almost picture him running a hand through his

LilyI couldn’t take it anymore. The constant nagging thoughts about Natalie and her reckless behavior, the way our parents continued to enable her despite the clear destruction she was causing, it was all becoming too much for me. The final straw came when I heard from Monica that Natalie had been involved in yet another incident, causing harm not only to herself but to others as well. How could our parents just sit back and watch? I decided then and there that I needed to confront them. I needed answers.I drove to their house, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. I barely remembered the drive itself; all I could focus on was the conversation that awaited me. I pulled up to the familiar driveway, taking a moment to gather my thoughts before heading to the front door. Memories of growing up in this house flooded back, but they were overshadowed by the urgency of the present situation. I rang the doorbell, my heart pounding.When my mother opened the door, she seemed surprised to see me.