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

the door and reaches for the

Ring Ring.

throwing my back against the

Evelyn?” he asks. “Do you have a

eyes darting around the room for something, anything –

door, Evelyn,” he says, his

say, returning my eyes to his face, pleading on my own. “Please, just let it

It

hand on

press my back harder against my

“if you love me, just let this

Evelyn,” he growls. When I press my eyes shut, unwilling to budge, I feel him slip his hands behind my shoulders and

I say, struggling against him as he carries me over to the bed and 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.

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

rotary phone sitting in a cleared space on the floor – what the hell – I know that I buried

Ring Ring.

kneels down and lifts the

the voice on the other side of the

that which was used

passively, if it actually is his therapist – but why would she call him here, at Evelyn’s house, after so many

then, scrambling for the phone, reaching for it, trying to grab it from his

lip trembles as she watches him. She makes another dive for him, but he blocks her with his hand so that

voice says, its tones mocking. Victor goes very still, still looking at Evelyn, wondering at the strangeness both of the call

Victor asks, wanting the voice to keep talking,

your house tonight,” the voice replies. “So hot that you lost everything. But I

on the other line is likely the one who lit the fire. “Who is this,” he growls, growing angry. “What

for the phone chord where it’s plugged into the wall. Victor blocks her again, giving her an angry look. What

staticky. “Don’t you recognize the voice of your therapist?” Victor analyzes the voice as he process the question – it’s a woman, certainly. But

quickly, glancing down at the phone. “I can tell by the rhythms of your voice, they’re not

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