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Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 14

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Chapter overview: Chapter 14 from Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies

In this standout chapter of the Internet novel Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies, Quirinus Amalia introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.

Ava'S POV

When I woke up, I saw something had changed. I look around, not something. Everything has changed.

Where am I?

I look here and there to get a glimpse of someone. I see I am in a beautiful, enormous room that shows luxury in every inch of the corner.

I am on the king-size bed, which is in the middle of the room, and I could see there are three doors attached, and one of them is a balcony. I could see due to the open curtains. I looked to the other side and saw a clock on the table showing me the time of 10 a.m.

How much have I slept? 15 hours, or maybe 17 hours? This is the longest sleep I have ever taken in my life, I guess.

"Good morning, princess. How are you feeling?" Blake came and kissed my temple.

And I jerked up from his sudden voice while his warm lips touched my skin.

What are all these? Princess kisses? What is this manipulative man planning now?

"Where am I?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"At our home," he said, speaking as if nothing had happened.

"You mean your house"? Well, dear husband, if you think that your sugar-coated talk can make me forget the past, then sorry to burst out of your bubble. I thought.

"No, our house. And you did not answer my previous question about how you are feeling?" He said it with a charming smile.

‘Well, I cannot lie. He has charm.' I thought.

"It should not concern you how I am feeling. By the way, why am I here?" I spoke with no emotional face.

"So, where should you be if not here?" He asked me a counter-question.

Really, dear husband?' I thought, raising my eyebrow.

"My house, where else"? I stated it as a matter of fact.

Lips?

Look at the audacity of this man. Let him come back then. I will show him the real me.' I thought, gritting my teeth.

‘Come on, mam, I take you to the restroom, saying The nurse started helping me, and the doctor started writing something on his note.

Once I reached the washroom, I saw a beautiful modern washroom with white tiles, a box shower, and a bathtub on the other side.

I checked every corner of the room. Who knows, he might have kept some cameras here. But when I found nothing, I finally got rid of my clothes and took a nice, warm shower. After getting fresh, I felt tired, and I realized I was indeed weak.

I wore the bathrobe, and the nurse took me towards the closet, and while I was stunned looking at it,

"What would you like to wear, Mam?" she asks, looking at me and the closet back.

Before I could think about who the clothes were, I saw that all the clothes were new brands with tags on them. And all the best brands

I walked two steps and opened the other closet and drawer and saw it had the best brand of clothes, shoes, bags, watches, perfumes, accessories', and undergarments.

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