The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)
Chapter 110

Chapter 110

A flicker of flame flashed in Leopold's eyes, but instead of anger, he replaced it with a smirk, “Jealous?”

She pulled a funny face, “I don't even like you. Why would I be jealous?”

Each word stabbed like a sharp needle into Leopold's heart, irking him, igniting a simmering rage. “You're not worthy.”

She laughed at herself, “I know, that's why I won't be foolish enough to fall for you. It's a lost cause.”

“Truly self-aware.”

He seemed to be praising her, yet his face was dangerously unhappy, his eyes icy, as if he was trying to

freeze her alive.

She shivered, quickly changing the topic, “But I do respect you very much, because you're my boss, giving

me bread and butter.”

Leopold was livid.

Clearly, she only saw him as her cash cow.

He sat down on the couch, his cold attitude making the room go cold.

Aurelia quickly grabbed her jacket, wrapping it around herself to keep warm.

Although she held a paintbrush, her heart was not in it, her gaze absentminded.

Leopold watched her back with a brooding stare. For a moment, he felt a strange urge to fiercely claim her.

This urge frightened even himself.

It wasn't the first time. Every time he saw her, a strong desire to possess her would inexplicably surge, wanting to claim her as his own, allowing no one else to covet her.

Perhaps it was due to the contract they'd signed, legally, she did belong to him!

He peeled an orange, popping each segment into his mouth.

However, the fruit did nothing to cool his temper, quite the opposite.

Having eaten it, his rage only increased.

Aurelia sneakily glanced at him.

He was eating another orange.

Too much if he didn't like it.

Ah, fickle men!

She put down her paintbrush, standing up.

Leopold cast her a glance, “Done?”

“Uh-huh.” She nodded.

"Gome here.” He leaned back on the couch, like a king summoning his queen.

She subconsciously took a step forward, “What's up?”

“Time for prenatal education.”

He reached out his arm, wrapping it around her waist, gently pulling her towards him, she stumbled into his

arms.

His large hand covered her swollen belly, gently rubbing it.

Her back stiffened, every time she got too “close’ to him, her cheeks would turn red, her heart would race, her breath would hitch, as if... she was bewitched by his good looks.

Their children seemed to sense the father's presence, gently stirring.

His icy eyes suddenly brightened, “Did they just move?”

“Yeah, when you touch my belly, they should be able to feel it.” She placed her hand over his. They said he was a genius, accepted into Harvard at the age of fourteen. She figured their children must have inherited his good genes, having sharper senses than most.

A charming smile tugged at his lips, as if the icy depths of a frozen lake were instantly thawed, rippling gently.

Aurelia was somewhat stunned. When he’s not being cold, she couldn't help but get the illusion that they were a real couple, eagerly awaiting the birth of their new life.

Just then, Laura knocked on the door.

She quickly got up from his lap.

Laura brought several books.

“Mr. Leopold, Ms. Aurelia, these are prenatal bedtime stories. You can read them to the babies before bed,

so they will sleep quietly in mommy's belly and won't cause a ruckus in the middle of the night.” Aurelia broke out into a cold sweat. Clearly, Laura was trying to get Leopold to stay the night. But she really didn't want that!

After Laura left, Leopold casually flipped through the books.

The first three were about prenatal education, but the last one was titled “Expecting Parents: $** Guide,” with a big subtitle: “Includes the “Pregnancy Position Manual.”

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Aurelia caught a glimpse of it and nearly fainted.

“Laura... must have bought the wrong book. We don't... need to read this.”

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