Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 139
“Amelia,” Victor growls, still angry by the revelation of her deceit.
She, however, is unphased. Or at least, she acts like it.
“Victor!” she says, taking four happy steps forward, closing the distance between them and placing a kiss on his cheek. Around him, Victor hears the crowd hush, all eyes on them.
k.
t Amelia for a moment and curses, internally, when he sees the flash of a camera to his right.
ore turning his attention back to Amelia. “Yes,” he growls, “I’m leaving.”
nd him and waving to a friend at the back of the room. “I was hoping we could catch up ove
ods to her. “Good evening, Amelia, have a nice time.” Then, not waiting for an answer, he steps around her and storms from the Prath home.
drive and they head for his car. Amelia had played it perfectly, with her casual indifference and untroubled smile
him, which she certainly was.
rated, he climbs into the back of the black sedan. Again, Amelia is a s
emphasis on family values.
ight.
ng, while he’s drinking his coffee out of one of Evelyn’s worn yellow mugs, a newspaper slaps in fr
d, and then glances up at Evelyn’s face.
own at him with
Uh-oh.
ug down and picks up the paper. He grimaces at what he sees.
ociety section, is a photograph of him and Amelia that takes up three quarters of the page. Next to the photo, a headline is
Reunited!? Victor and Amelia
yn, pressing his lips together, and then looks closer at the paper.
, Victor is looking down at Amelia with what looks like intensity in his eyes. He knows, of course, that it’s anger – he had just come from learning about her betrayal from Annabeth
up at him, raising a hand to place it gently on his cheek. They look like not
reading the beginning of the article.
for weeks after her disaster of a wedding, the pair were spotted together yesterday at the Prath family home during a charity function for children’s education
e card is open now, with lots of eligible bachelorettes eyeing the top spot. Is it possib
te this trash,” Vict
and looking at him closely. “Did you not see her last night?”
d the photographer got lucky.”
not allowing any expression on
o know that this is nonsense.”
th you, I understand.”
been justified. But he wouldn’t be able to handle it if Evelyn suspected him of something so ridiculous.
do wish you had told me so that I wouldn’t have to be surprised by it in the paper.”
rstanding, a promise written on his face to tell her i
, a smirk lights her face. “But I do want to know more about these ‘eligible bachelorettes eying the top spot’ on your dance card, Victor,” she says. “Who are
ives her a little glare before picking up his coffee again. “You know they’re figments of the press’s imagination,” he says, taking a sip. “I don’t have time for all the women who want to date me.”
to look at another section of the paper while he waits for her to r
ys, lifting her own cup of co
to press a kiss to her cheek.
n clears her throat.
oing to find out eventually, somehow, about me being your Luna. It could happen at any time.”
.
he says. “We should get out ahead of this. Make
he practical side of our arrangement –“
.
eeking some kind of intruder –
you,” she sputters, “did you seriously just propose to me?”