The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 41

She hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that he was hiding something from her, though.

Per favore, not another woman.

Do. Not. Trust.

How she could she trust him? She didn’t know how.

She did know that she wanted to. She wanted to believe he would treat her with respect, that maybe one day...

A rap on her door jolted her out of the trance she’d worked herself into.

It was probably a member of staff, come to escort her to the chapel. The sweet girl who brought her breakfast every morning had been shocked when Alessandra had told her she would be walking to the chapel alone.

Always alone.

How she wished she’d swallowed her pride and called her brother and begged him to come. Deep inside, a part of her had believed he would come, that he wouldn’t leave her to do this alone. That he’d forgive her.

This was his flesh and blood growing in her belly, the very reason she and Christian were prepared to take this ultimate step.

Alone or not, she should have left already.

Her stomach clenched.

at

escape. Everyone was at the chapel. The staff was busy organising all the celebrations. It

pictured Christian’s face when he realised she’d

humiliation and would never intentionally

what would their innocent baby say when, at some point in the future, he

door reminded her that someone stood on the other side waiting

a smile onto her face that dropped as soon as she saw who it

morning

a moment she didn’t say

she burst

* * *

stood with Zayed and Stefan at his side, his two best men—or, as they

Where was she?

taken his phone from him after Christian had texted her to say

caused him momentarily to lose track of

Mikolaj, an enormous beam on his face. Beside him sat his wife, Tanya, and three of their

have

His stomach curled.

that for

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