All Chapters of Carrying the child of a CEO (English): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“I took a strand of Claire and Zayne’s hair when they briefly fainted in Kiel’s office. Even though I was already sure that Claire was Zayne’s mother based on her reaction upon seeing the child, I still wanted to confirm it.” Claire glanced at Hero upon hearing his words, and at the same time, he looked back at her. “I’m sure behind those black contact lenses are eyes identical to Zayne’s. Can I see, Claire?” Hero spoke directly to the young woman, and Claire didn’t hesitate to show him her eyes. She trusted him because Zekiel and Dylan trusted him. The couple watched as Claire removed her contact lenses. It was the first time they’d seen her real eyes since their meeting. Once the contacts were off, Claire looked straight into Hero’s eyes, leaving him stunned. “Exactly like Zayne’s,” Hero said in awe, making Claire chuckle. “Tell me, Hero—can I trust you?” Claire’s serious tone snapped Hero back to reality. “Of course! Even though Kiel is my friend, I don’t want to

They went to Claire’s room. Claire made him wear a male tern outfit she had bought a long time ago, the same time she had bought Zoey’s dress. “It suits you so well, Zayne,” Claire said tearfully, making Zayne smile. “Thank you, Tita-Mommy! You’re so good at picking clothes, it’s so beautiful!” Claire couldn’t stop smiling at that moment. She and Zayne spent the whole day bonding, which made her heart swell with joy because it was the first time she had spent so much time with him—just the two of them. She never expected that handling that event would turn out to be so much fun, so she was overjoyed. The day went on until evening, and they walked around downstairs. There were many people there—guests and employees wandering around, with waiters circulating with trays of wine. Claire took a glass as they walked. “Tita-Mommy, you might get drunk!” Zayne tried to stop her, but she shook her head. “Don’t worry, I can handle this!” Zayne had no choice but to let her. What

“Tita-Mommy!” Zayne hugged her as soon as she arrived at their spot near the door, leaving her no choice but to hug him back. She wanted to draw strength from her child. Her gaze drifted to Zekiel, who was staring at her seriously, making her quickly look away. “I’ve been looking for you earlier, Tita-Mommy. Daddy and I went to your room, but you weren’t there because you didn’t open the door.” Her attention shifted to her son because of what he said. He was looking at her, so she smiled and ruffled his hair. “Tita wasn’t there earlier. I went out.” Zekiel frowned at that. Now he was sure—the girl was avoiding him. He didn’t understand why. He knew he would take responsibility if Claire got pregnant, but every time he thought about it, Zayne’s mother crossed his mind. He couldn’t bring himself to leave her behind. He couldn’t let go of the past. “Oh? Then stay here for dinner and sleep over, Tita! We’re going home tomorrow anyway, so we can all go together!” Claire’s s

Claire could no longer hold back her tears because of it. She covered her mouth, not wanting the two to hear her crying. It felt like her heart was being crushed—like she wanted to hurt herself for the mistake she had made. She wished she could just disappear so she wouldn’t have to feel this pain. When her sobs wouldn’t stop, making it hard for her to breathe from holding back too much, she quickly grabbed her cellphone and ran straight to the beach. Many of Bea’s employees noticed her, but she ignored them and kept going. When she reached the shore, she finally let out all the pain she had been holding in, the tears she had been fighting back. Slowly, her knees gave way, and she fell to the ground. “Ahhh!!!” She screamed from the overwhelming pain. All she had wanted was to get closer to her child—she never intended for things to turn out this way. What happened in Zekiel’s room felt like it had torn her in two. Claire cried and cried, with no intention of leaving the be

CLAIRE I couldn’t believe I was staring at the handsome man in front of me. Just one look at him, and you could immediately tell he was also a businessman, just like Zekiel—especially since they were both wearing business attire. But Zekiel was more handsome, though his attitude was terrible, unlike the man I was facing now. Still, why did the last name Hunt sound so familiar to me? “Yes, it was me. Sorry I didn’t show myself to you that time—I was shy. But I kept watch over you until your friend arrived.” My eyes widened at his words. So all that time, someone was watching over me?! No wonder I felt like someone was staring at me. “You watched over me? Wait! Don’t apologize—I should be the one thanking you! But you didn’t have to do that.” He smiled at my words, and I noticed his perfectly aligned, fair lips. His smile suited him so well. “How could I leave? You looked depressed and were crying that time.” I fell silent at his words and forced another awkward smile. T