All Chapters of Entwined With Karma : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A couple of days afterwards, Jason found himself near the window of his room, gazing at the darkening skyline. His memories played back the stressful situations with Kendall, her emotional state from their recent talk still on his mind. He felt a strange weight in his chest, a growing concern that wasn't just about their contract marriage. It was something more, something he didn’t know how to handle.His daydream was interrupted by a gentle tap on his door.“Jason?” Kendall spoke softly, almost unsure.He glanced over to find her standing by the entrance, with one hand softly resting on her expanding stomach. The view stirred a deep feeling within him. He was reluctant to acknowledge it, but witnessing her in this state—bearing their offspring—felt changed at this moment."May I enter?" she inquired, speaking just above a whisper.Jason agreed by nodding and moved to the side to allow her to enter. “Of course.”Kendall entered, her steps slower than usual. She looked weary, exhausted

The house's open windows let in a gentle breeze, adding to the peaceful atmosphere of the evening. Kendall drank tea while seated at the kitchen table, her mind racing with ideas she wanted to ignore. Jason had been aloof following their almost intimate moment, and while she comprehended the reason, it still hurt. She couldn't rid herself of the sense that there had been a change in their relationship, a change that went beyond the contract they agreed upon.Soft echoes of footsteps resonated in the hallway, catching her eye as Jason walked in. Despite his unreadable facial expression, there was a feeling of weight in his movements, as if he was fighting against an immovable burden. His gaze lingered on her briefly as he paused by the kitchen entrance, before moving towards the counter to fetch a glass of water."Having trouble sleeping?" he inquired softly, his voice shattering the quietness.Kendall nodded her head, her grip on the cozy mug increasing. "I have a lot on my mind," she

Jason was in the hallway looking at Kendall's bedroom door. The residue of their previous dialogue lingered in his thoughts, each brief word and anguished look imprinted in his memory. He didn't intend to harm her - he never did - but his struggle to communicate effectively was causing their relationship to fall apart.He took a deep breath before pushing away from the wall and heading towards her door. His hand hovered in the air, uncertain, until he eventually knocked.Kendall's cautious, soft voice could be heard from the opposite side. “Come in.”Upon entering, Jason felt the gravity of the moment hanging in the air. With her hands clenched in her lap, Kendall perched on the edge of the bed. Despite having a blank expression on her face, she was clearly looking fearfully into his eyes. He was aware that she was waiting for him to provide an explanation for the coldness and distance.He shut the door and then leaned on it briefly. There was a heavy silence filled with unspoken word

Thane’s car weaved through the early evening traffic, his grip tight on the steering wheel as he navigated the familiar route to Jason’s office. The cityscape blurred around him, but his mind was sharp, fixed on one goal—getting the truth. Jason had slipped through his fingers too many times, and now, with Isabella’s words still ringing in his ears, Thane felt the urgency boiling in his chest. His step brother's wedding, Kendall's pregnancy - everything seemed confusing, but tonight he was set on making Jason slip up.Upon arriving at the building, Thane's stomach twisted with excitement. Stepping out of the car, the chill of the night air against his skin couldn't extinguish the fire of his frustration. He entered the building with purpose, his fast strides ignoring the receptionist's nervous smile. Thane had visited enough times before - this wasn't for socializing, and everyone understood not to inquire when he was in this state.The elevator journey to Jason's floor seemed never-e

As she opened the door, Kendall gripped her hands tightly together, trying to hide the little tremor in her fingers. The space was neat and comfortable, with beautiful sunlight streaming in from a nearby window. Dr. Rosen, a middle-aged woman with cropped hair and a peaceful attitude, was seated at a spacious desk. She made eye contact with Kendall and motioned for her to take a seat. Dr. Rosen greeted Mrs. Carter with a professional smile, expressing his pleasure in meeting her. "I have examined your documents and acknowledge that this is your initial appointment with me, so let's allocate some time to discuss your well-being and plan for the future." Kendall gave a nod, her heart pounding in her chest as she settled into the chair across from the doctor. The strong scent of antiseptic in the air only increased her feeling of discomfort. As Dr. Rosen began discussing her prenatal health, Kendall’s mind drifted to the whirlwind of events that had led her here—Doctor Sophia’s confes