Flash Marriage: In His Eyes-Chapter 320: Accidental Pregnancy?

–Lore–

Our night didn’t end with just kissing; she helped me with my wood using her hands and lube. God, it felt good.

But after we both cleaned up, I made sure she put on one of my pajamas, dried the sheets with a hair blower, and snuggled with her. A fine good night’s sleep after intense masturbation.

A good night’s sleep followed.

I know. I crossed a line.

But I’ll deal with that sin tomorrow.

Morning came with our usual routine—shower, breakfast, getting ready, then school. We didn’t really talk about what happened last night, but we walked into campus like a proper couple.

Her ring kept catching people’s attention.

Maybe news travels fast. Or maybe people just notice a rare stone when they see one.

I dropped her off at her art class and kissed her before heading to mine.

My class was about coding and system architecture, but I stayed in the corner with my laptop open, half-listening to the lecture.

The other half of my attention was on Alyssa.

Yes, I hacked her devices.

She knows that already. Ever since we started training together, she understood that if I wanted to track her, I could.

She didn’t mind.

She texts me freely wherever she goes. And the Jurassic fitness watch I gave her? She wears it all the time—along with the bracelet I gave her during her pre-party.

Both trackable.

Perfect.

When I arrived at my classroom early, Teresa was already there.

She walked straight toward me.

"We need to talk."

I ignored her.

"Lore."

I sighed and finally looked up.

She placed something on my table.

A pregnancy test.

She smirked.

"You’re the father."

I leaned back and thought for a moment, counting the days in my head.

Then I shrugged.

"Are you sure it’s not Paul’s?" I asked casually. "I mean, you and him... plus Trisha, right?"

She froze.

Completely.

"I mean," I continued calmly, "we can do a DNA test. But I’ll have to tell my fiancée about it first."

Several classmates who had arrived early stared at us in shock.

Teresa looked even more stunned.

I think she expected panic. Maybe guilt.

Instead, I just analyzed the situation.

I also remembered something unpleasant.

I hadn’t flushed the condom that night.

If she really wanted to trap me, she could’ve used that.

Which was honestly disgusting.

Teresa raised her chin.

"Then let’s have the test."

I just shrugged.

So I texted Alyssa and told her what happened.

She called immediately.

"You what?!" she shouted.

"Please reread the message, babe," I muttered.

Silence.

Then—

"That bitch," she growled. "We’re dealing with this."

"How?" I asked, already imagining the possibilities.

For a second, my brain pictured Alyssa storming in with a gun.

She would look terrifying.

And strangely attractive.

But that wasn’t really her style.

Still... she’d look cute when she was jealous.

"I have my ways, Lore," she said, clearly frustrated.

"I’ll handle it," I said, laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" she hissed.

"I just imagined you all worked up," I replied. "You’re cute when you’re jealous."

Silence.

Then she hung up.

I shrugged and went back to my laptop.

But then I noticed something.

Her location was moving.

Fast.

My heart jumped.

A few minutes later, the classroom door burst open.

"Lore! Your girlfriend is here!" one of my classmates shouted.

Alyssa walked in—jeans, white tank top, leather jacket—looking absolutely furious and ridiculously beautiful.

She marched straight toward me and grabbed my collar.

"To the hospital. Now."

Then she pointed at Teresa.

"If you’re claiming Lore got you pregnant, I already called our family OB. You’re coming with us for a paternity test."

"That’s not how it works," I told her calmly.

"I’ll make it work."

I laughed and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Calm down, baby."

Teresa’s face was red.

Bright red.

The entire class was watching.

I packed my laptop into my bag.

"Alright," I said casually. "Let’s go, Teresa."

She stood up, clearly uncomfortable, but she needed to save face by going with us and showing confidence.

"Some other time."

Alyssa crossed her arms.

"So that means you’re faking the pregnancy?"

Teresa slammed her hands on the desk.

"Fine. Let’s go!"

She smirked confidently.

We’d be doing a NIPP test.

Honestly?

This was getting interesting.

–Livana–

The kids had a wonderful time playing. When it was time, we sent Andro home with a proper bodyguard. I had to dye my hair black and wear a disguise so they could all play freely while I watched them from a distance. This arrangement would go on for a few days.

Every time Andro left, we gave him a small souvenir. He was always very happy about it. He also shared his toys, leaving a few of them here for the others.

The next day, I had someone pick him up again—the same driver and the same bodyguard.

Then Jane and Mom prepared small aprons and chef hats, along with all the ingredients needed to make cookies. I watched as they taught Andro and the kids how to make cookies from scratch.

The four of them enjoyed it immensely, shaping their cookies with their own hands and, shortly after, decorating them however they wished.

"Are you going to give one to your mommy?" I asked Andro.

He nodded eagerly.

A small pastry box was prepared, and Andro carefully placed the cookies he had designed inside. I also taught him how to write a short letter for his mother.

Although I hate Tyrona deeply—because she tried to kill me many times—I cannot bring myself to hate this little angel.

Sky and the twins like him very much. He has also grown attached to them. This poor little boy somehow picked up good habits from the trio. We make sure our children learn independence even at a young age.

"Thank you," he smiled up at me.

I returned the smile and gently caressed his hair.

"Are you enjoying it here?" I asked.

"Yes!" he giggled.

Afternoon came, exactly at five.

The trio waved goodbye to Andro. They knew the drill. He couldn’t stay here for long.

Damon arrived home shortly after, looking exhausted. He approached me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and buried his face in my neck.

"Damn, that’s a relief," he muttered.

"What’s wrong?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair.

"Alyssa insisted on having an engagement party for her and Lore. It’s a headache."

"Too soon?" I chuckled. "I let that guy leave the Nest so he could live a college life—screwing around and doing whatever he wanted. I never expected him to marry this young."

"Both of them are just stupidly in love," Damon muttered.

"I already packed the clothes you’ll wear, my love."

"You sounded so sexy just now," he said, kissing my neck.

Suddenly, Sky rushed over and quickly pushed his father aside so he could climb between us.

"What is it again, Sky?" Damon asked with a sigh.

"Mama," Sky said, wrapping his arms around my neck possessively.

Damon sighed again.

"Let’s go!" Jane called out.

I stood up, carrying my heavy son who had wrapped himself around me like a little koala. Now it was finally time to face our cowardly father.

We headed to the van.

On the way, I received a notification from Lore. Someone was claiming that he had impregnated her.

Damon’s eyes darkened immediately. He grabbed the phone and called him. But Lore was only laughing on the other end, telling us how adorable Alyssa was acting.

I don’t know what goes on inside that boy’s head.

I told Damon to let Lore handle it himself.

My baby boy chose to snuggle into me instead of sitting in his safety chair.

"What is he up to now?" Damon muttered. Then he reached over. "Come here. Don’t let your mom get cramps because of that. We have a two-hour drive, Sky."

His voice was strict.

Sky hugged me tighter.

"Mama, monster," he said loudly and clearly.

I giggled.

"That’s Dada. He’s not a monster," I told him softly.

"Scary," Sky said.

He cupped my face, kissed my cheeks, and then buried himself against my neck—just like his father often does. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Jane, you can adopt Sky," Damon said.

Jane only laughed.

"We might be expecting too," Logan said from the driver’s seat.

"Oh, come on!" Damon complained.

I laughed.

I looked at the twins. They were already fast asleep in their seats, completely exhausted from playing all day.

"Do you want to sleep, baby?" I asked Sky.

He pouted.

"I want Mama."

"Why is he so clingy?" Damon muttered as he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

I reclined my chair slightly and let my son snuggle comfortably against me so he could sleep.

My phone chimed again.

I checked it.

Lore had sent photos of himself getting his blood drawn by Dr. Green. In the background, Alyssa was glaring at the woman he supposedly had a one-night stand with.

Dr. Green confirmed that the girl was indeed pregnant.

Lore has a sharp mind, so I assume he gave the doctor the correct date of when they had slept together. It seemed that Dr. Green carefully explained the timeline to avoid hurting Teresa’s feelings.

Alyssa later updated me. Based on the timeline of when she and Lore consummated their relationship, Lore could not possibly be the father.

When we arrived at Braxton, we entered in disguise—Mom and I.

I posed as Sky’s stepmother.

I looked at Dad. He stared at me from head to toe.

"Lolo!" Sky ran toward him and hugged his leg.

Dad crouched down and patted his head.

Then Sky ran to my grandparents.

"Ganpapa! Ganmama!"

The twins did the same—running first to Dad, then rushing toward their great-grandparents.

My father slowly approached me.

"Liva."

I simply stared at him.

I think he already knows it’s me, even though I’m in disguise.

But how could he not recognize Mom, who is dressed as a maid?

Well... it’s probably because Mom overdid the disguise.