All Chapters of Chasing my pregnant ex wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Mom! Mom! I’m so sorry!" Rose cried as she ran into her mother’s arms, holding her tightly. "I’m sorry I left the hotel without telling you. Please don’t be mad at me. Please don’t punish me!"Alena knelt down, her arms wrapping around her daughter protectively. "Shh, my love. It’s okay. I’m not upset," she said softly. "It’s Mama’s fault. I should’ve listened to your wishes earlier. I’m so sorry, Rose."Rose sniffled, her tears slowing as she looked up at her mother with wide eyes. "But... will Papa punish me?"Alena smiled gently, wiping Rose’s cheeks. "No, sweetheart, Papa won’t punish you. He’s been so worried about you, and I promise, from now on, we’ll always listen to you. We’ll go wherever you want."Hearing this, Rose beamed, leaning forward to kiss her mother’s cheek. "I love you, Mama."Alena stroked her hair and asked softly, "But, baby, where were you? Who were you with all this time?"Rose pointed towards the man wo was standin far but is personality radiatin power and

Stephen was overwhelmed with confusion. He couldn’t stop searching for information about Lucas, but everything he found only deepened his suspicions. "I can’t give up," he muttered to himself. "My wife is with that man, and my daughter is calling him ‘Dad.’ What happened in those five years that made my wife forget me?"Stephen stepped into the garden, his mind swirling, and then returned to his hotel room. For hours, he scoured the internet, pouring over every article and post he could find about Lucas. It took him nearly four years’ worth of research, but he found nothing substantial—just a wife named Alena and a daughter named Rose. He slammed his phone down on the bed, frustration bubbling to the surface. "Something’s wrong with that man," he muttered. "There’s so much hidden away, things that aren't even on Wikipedia."He paced the room, deep in thought. Then, suddenly, an idea struck him. A smile crept onto his face. "It’s time to meet my lovely daughter," he said, his resolve f

Alena, flustered and angry, slammed her hands on the table and glared at Stephen. “I think you need to mind your own business! You’re going too far!”Stephen met her gaze with a calm but firm expression, but Rose quickly intervened, sensing the tension. “Mama, what happened to you? Please, please, please, don’t be angry.”Rose turned to Stephen with sad face and Stephen laughed it out and said “Yes miss Alena, I was only kidding and messing with you”Stephen, looking apologetic, softened his tone. “I didn’t mean to upset anyone. I was just joking. Please don’t be mad at me.” He pleaded gently, hoping to ease the discomfort.Alena, still on edge, remained standing for a moment but, seeing Rose's pleading eyes, reluctantly sat down. However, the unease still lingered in the air.As the awkward silence stretched on, Rose struggled with her spaghetti. Seeing this, Stephen leaned in with a warm smile. “Here, let me help you with that, sweetheart.” He lovingly assisted Rose, who looked up

Stephen felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He had Roses hair strand, and soon, he would prove that Alena was his wife and that Rose was his daughter. The paternity test would confirm everything. With a content smile, he returned to his room, excitement bubbling within him. As soon as he stepped inside, he grabbed his phone and called his friend Scott.Scott picked up immediately. "Hey, my friend. You didn’t stay away long, did you?"Stephen’s smile faded a little. "I’ve still got work to do here. It’ll take more time before I can come to you."Scott’s voice was laced with a sly grin. "I think you’re enjoying yourself a little too much. I hope you like the surprise I’ve set up for you."Stephen was taken aback. "Surprise? What surprise?"Scott's voice lowered. "Did you get my surprise yet?"Stephen frowned, frustration creeping into his voice. "I don’t have time for your surprises right now. Just listen—I need your help with something important. I need you to run a paternity t

Two weeks later,Alena was in her room folding clothes, her hands moving mechanically as her mind wandered once again to Stephen. No matter how much she tried, his smooth, velvety voice echoed in her thoughts. Frustrated, she threw the clothes onto the bed."What is wrong with me?" she whispered to herself. "I have a husband. I shouldn’t be thinking about another man."Anger flared within her. She clenched her fists, trying to convince herself. "Lucas is my husband, and I love him. That’s it. Stephen is a stranger. He means nothing to me. So stop thinking about him Alena, he is no one to you"But even as she repeated these words, they felt hollow.Her thoughts were interrupted when Lucas entered the room, holding a bouquet of blue roses, his signature warm smile lighting up his face. Alena immediately straightened, a polite smile crossing her lips."You always manage to charm me," she said, rising from the bed. "I love how you bring me roses every day. without skipping. I am so lucky