Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 154

#Chapter 154 – A Quick Call

I sit straight up in bed, my jaw going slack, staring at the closet where the phone rings again.

Victor turns his head towards me. “What is that?” He asks, blinking sleepily.

“Nothing,” I say hurriedly, pulling my feet out of the blankets and rushing to put them on the floor. “Go back to sleep.”

Victor sits up in the bed, laughing. “Is that a phone? In your closet?”

I don’t answer and instead dash to the door, reaching for the handle, grabbing it, twisting –

I pull, but the door won’t open.

What?

I pull again, hard, jiggling it, but the door won’t budge.

What the hell? Is it locked?

I hear Victor’s laughter die off as he takes in my frenzy. There’s a pause, and then I hear him speak. “Evelyn? What’s going on?”

Ring Ring.

The phone keeps buzzing.

I pull on the door with all of my might, doing my very best to hide my panic, but knowing that I’m failing at it. If I can just get to the phone, unplug it – I can come up with something –

But why was it plugged in anyway? I unplugged it weeks ago – why on earth –

Suddenly, then, Victor is there next to me. “Evelyn?” he asks, his voice low with worry.

I look up at him, my eyes wide.

“What’s going on?” he repeats, frowning at me.

“N-nothing,” I say, working to paste a smile on my face. I drop my hands from the closet and tuck them behind my back, all innocence.

fall for it.

turns his attention to the

Ring Ring.

throwing my back against

closet, Evelyn?” he asks.

my eyes darting around the room for

door, Evelyn,” he says, his

say, returning my eyes to his face, pleading on

Ring. It doesn’t

hand on my shoulder and giving me a nudge. It’s a request, really, not a

my back

I say, “if you love me, just let

eyes shut, unwilling to budge, I feel him slip his hands behind my shoulders and my knees,

deposits me there, not ungently. As soon as he puts me down I scramble back up, heading back for

Ring Ring.

But he’s already there.

yanks it forward, breaking the flimsy lock. I grab at him, at the cloth of his shirt, yelling, pleading as he walks into the

the hell – I know that I buried it under a pile of

Ring Ring.

down and lifts the receiver to his

frowns when he hears the voice on the other side of the line. It’s

technology instantly as that which was used when he would speak with his therapist, back when they

turning his face up to frown at Evelyn. He wonders, passively, if it actually is his therapist – but why would she call

scrambling for the phone, reaching

says to her, pushing her firmly away from him. Evelyn falls back on her butt, her face drained, ghostly white. Her lip trembles as she watches

was so sorry to hear about your little tragedy tonight,” the voice says, its tones mocking. Victor goes very still, still

Victor asks, wanting the voice to keep talking, not

house tonight,” the voice replies. “So hot that you lost everything. But I can’t say that you didn’t

line is likely the one who lit the

the phone chord where it’s plugged into the wall. Victor blocks her

the voice of your therapist?” Victor analyzes the voice as he process the question – it’s a woman, certainly. But he knows it’s a

down at the phone. “I can tell by the rhythms of your

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