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.

for it.

to the door and reaches for

Ring Ring.

my

“What’s in the closet, Evelyn?” he asks. “Do

I murmur, my eyes darting around the room for something, anything –

the door, Evelyn,” he

say, returning my eyes to his face, pleading

Ring. It doesn’t

you don’t want me to see, Evelyn?” he asks, putting a firm hand on

press my back

love me, just

budge, I feel him slip his hands

there, not ungently. As soon as he puts me down I scramble

Ring Ring.

But he’s already there.

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

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

Ring Ring.

the receiver to

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

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

frown at Evelyn. He wonders, passively, if it actually is his therapist –

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

from him. Evelyn falls back on her butt, her face drained, ghostly white. Her lip trembles as she watches him. She makes another dive for him, but he blocks her with his hand

hear about your little tragedy tonight,” the voice says, its tones mocking. Victor goes very still, still looking at Evelyn, wondering

asks, wanting the voice to keep talking, not

that you lost everything. But I can’t say

is likely the one who lit the fire. “Who

where it’s plugged into the wall. Victor blocks

the voice of your therapist?” Victor analyzes the voice as he process the

isn’t my therapist,” he says quickly, glancing down at the phone. “I can tell by the rhythms

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