Lahat ng Kabanata ng Carrying the child of a CEO (English): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“WHY were you at Gray Company, Claire? And of all the places you could stop, it had to be right in front of Kiel? I already told you, that guy has a short temper—and it’s gotten worse now.” I couldn’t answer Dylan’s question. Mom and Nanay were already here. They said they were so worried about me that they even went to my house to get my clothes while I was asleep. I glanced at Bea, who also seemed uneasy about Dylan’s question. I scrambled for an excuse to get out of this. He might suspect something about why I was really there. “Uhh, well… I was supposed to meet a friend—mine and Bea’s friend. She works at Zekiel’s company. But then my stomach started hurting a little, so I had to stop right in front of Zekiel… and then, well, that happened.” Dylan nodded, but I doubted he believed me. He must have seen the CCTV footage—and I definitely didn’t look like I was in pain. The pain I felt was… different. “Oh, Kiel said he’s really sorry. He didn’t mean to do it. He wanted to a

CLAIRE couldn’t stop her tears when the baby boy was placed in her arms first, followed by the baby girl. She cradled one in each arm, and the moment she held them close, they suddenly quieted down. “T-twins… I’m your mommy,” Claire whispered. As soon as she spoke, both babies opened their eyes—revealing two pairs of striking gray eyes that made her cry even harder. “You got my eyes!” she said joyfully as they instinctively nuzzled closer. “Our grandchildren are so beautiful! Though it seems they only got your eyes, Claire. They must take after their father,” Lucing remarked. “Well, he must be handsome too—look how gorgeous they are!” Erin chimed in happily, making Claire glance at her through her tears. “Mom… I’m so happy,” Claire murmured as Erin gently wiped her tears away. Meanwhile, Dylan, who had been helping Bea walk toward the twins, froze the moment he saw them from a distance. Bea tensed up, her eyes darting to her husband—especially since the twins looked

“TELL me, nurse, my mom is okay, right?! She’s okay, isn’t she?!” I frantically asked, my voice trembling, making the nurse sigh heavily. “I’m sorry, miss. Your mother is gone. She was dead on arrival earlier and is now in the morgue.” I staggered back at her words, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face. Clutching my mouth, I immediately ran toward the morgue. “Miss! Miss, wait!” I kept running, my vision blurred by tears. I couldn’t accept the truth—I just couldn’t! When I reached the morgue, I peeked through the door and saw a lone figure lying inside, covered entirely by a white sheet. Hands shaking, I turned the doorknob and stepped in, gently closing the door behind me. I faced the body, praying it wasn’t her. Slowly, I lifted the sheet—and my knees buckled the moment I saw my mother’s lifeless face. I sobbed into my hands, collapsing to the floor. I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t bear losing her. What will happen to me now? What will happen to us? She w

TODAY is my first day at work, and I’m excited to start. I left home early to avoid being late—the twins were still asleep when I left. I made sure to leave money for Nanay to cover their expenses for the day since I won’t be off until seven in the evening. Getting to work wasn’t hard—just one jeepney ride and a short walk, and I was already at the restaurant. I wore a fitted skirt and a fitted blouse, layered with a black blazer to look formal since I’m a manager. When I arrived, the restaurant was still empty because I came an hour before opening—better early than late. As I stepped inside, I was amazed by what I saw. The place was huge and beautifully designed, with many tables adorned with flower centerpieces. The tablecloths were white, and menus were placed on top, probably so customers could easily see the offerings. There weren’t many staff members around yet. I hadn’t seen the inside of the restaurant before because my interview with the former manager was held in the

CLAIRE quickly left her job after saying goodbye. Carrying her bag, she headed straight to the hospital her mother, Lucing, had told her about. Her heart pounded with fear during those moments because her child was in danger. She would never forgive herself if anything bad happened to Zayne. Upon arriving at the hospital, she immediately asked the front desk for her child’s room number. Once she got it, she rushed there and saw her mother, Lucing, sitting on a chair across the room’s door, crying. “Nay, what happened?” Lucing immediately looked up at her and stood. “C-Claire, it’s Zayne…” Claire quickly took Zoey from her mother’s arms and held her close. “Nay, calm down. Nothing bad will happen to Zayne, okay? What exactly happened?” Claire spoke with forced bravery. Even though she was also terrified and worried for her child, she had to stay strong—she was her mother’s only source of strength, and she couldn’t let Zoey down. “Zayne had a fever earlier, child. I tr