The Triplet Alphas Second Chance Luna. Chapter 99: Bastard!!!

ELLA

I didn’t go to work today, just like Leonard had promised.

For the first ti in what felt like forever, I didn’t have to rush out of bed, prepare for another exhausting day, or ntally brace myself for whatever chaos the triplets would bring.

Honestly, I was relieved.

The re thought of spending an entire day away from their constant drama made feel lighter.

Because, there would be no argunts, just peace or at least, that was what I had hoped for.

After spending so ti in my room, I decided to get up and grab so water.

The mont I stepped out into the hallway, I bumped into Bella.

My mood instantly soured.

A wave of irritation washed over as mories of what she had done yesterday resurfaced in my mind.

I didn’t even bother acknowledging her presence.

As far as I was concerned, Bella had completely lost her mind.

There was no point speaking to soone who seed determined to make everyone’s life miserable.

Without saying a word, I walked past her and headed straight for the kitchen. The cool air from the room greeted as I entered.

I made my way toward the refrigerator and pulled the door open. A blast of cold air brushed against my face.

I grabbed a bottle of water and twisted the cap open.

My head had been pounding ever since I woke up that morning. It wasn’t unbearable, but it was annoying enough to make uncomfortable.

Maybe I was just tired, or maybe I hadn’t slept properly. Whatever the reason was, I hoped the water would help.

Tilting my head back, I drank deeply. The cold liquid slid down my throat, providing temporary relief.

For a brief second, I thought I was beginning to feel better, but the feeling didn’t last.

Instead, sothing strange happened. A sudden wave of dizziness hit , and my vision blurred slightly.

I blinked rapidly, then ca the nausea.

My stomach twisted violently.

I imdiately froze.

The sensation was so sudden and overwhelming that it caught completely off guard.

My grip tightened around the bottle, another wave crashed into , stronger this ti.

My stomach churned painfully.

Without wasting another second, I rushed toward the sink. Barely making it there in ti, I bent over and threw up.

The force of it left my body trembling.

I gripped the edge of the sink tightly as another wave passed through .

When it was finally over, I remained there for several seconds, trying to steady my breathing.

My chest rose and fell heavily.

"Was this what they call morning sickness?" I echoed in my head.

After a mont, I turned on the tap and splashed water into the sink. I rinsed my mouth repeatedly, trying to wash away the unpleasant taste.

The cool water helped slightly, at least enough for to feel sowhat human again.

Taking a deep breath, I straightened, and then I turned around only to freeze.

A pair of dark eyes was staring directly at . It was Bella, she was standing there with an expression that imdiately irritated .

Her eyes sparkled with amusent, her lips slowly curved into a grin, and then her eyebrows shot upward.

"Woah," she said dramatically, her grin widening even further. "You are pregnant, Theresa!"

A burst of laughter escaped her. The sound echoed throughout the kitchen.

"Who is the bastard’s father?" she asked.

The smile on her face stretched even wider, as though she had just discovered the most entertaining piece of gossip in the world.

The mont the word left her mouth, sothing inside snapped. My hands instantly curled into tight fists at my sides.

Anger surged through so quickly that it almost took my breath away.

She could insult all she wanted, I honestly didn’t care anymore.

But my child?

How dare she?

How dare she refer to my baby in such a disgusting manner?

A protective instinct rose fiercely inside . The anger burning in my chest was unlike anything I had felt monts ago.

My entire body beca rigid, my jaw clenched tightly, as I stared directly into her eyes.

"Don’t you dare speak about my child in that manner again, Bella." My voice ca out firm.

The amusent on her face only fueled my anger further, and I took a step forward, my gaze never leaving hers. "Or you won’t live to tell the story."

Every word was laced with warning.

I had already said what I needed to say, so there was no point wasting another second on Bella. The longer I stayed in her presence, the more irritated I beca.

Without another word, I moved to walk past her. She was partially blocking my path, but I fully intended to go around her and leave the kitchen.

I had taken barely a step when her voice rang out behind .

"Whore!"

The word sliced through the air, and my footsteps stopped instantly. For a brief mont, complete silence settled between us, as I stood motionless.

Then, very slowly, I turned around.

My eyes locked onto hers, and there was no hiding the murderous intent burning in my gaze.

My patience had already worn thin, and Bella seed determined to test the little I had left.

The smug expression on her face only made my anger rise further.

"Don’t be stupid, Bella," I said clearly. "I am nothing like you."

For a mont, I expected her to be offended, but instead, she chuckled.

The sound grated on my nerves.

Bella folded her arms across her chest, looking entirely too pleased with herself.

"What do you think my brothers would do to you once they find out you are carrying that thing in your belly?" She said, her tone dripped with confidence.

As if she had already imagined the outco, as if she was looking forward to it, as if she believed those words would scare .

For a second, I simply stared at her.

Then a smile slowly appeared on my lips, it was not a pleasant smile. It was the kind of smile that made people uncomfortable.

The kind that appeared when soone had no idea they were walking straight into a trap.

I wasn’t about to let her keep that victorious expression for long. If Bella wanted to play this ga, then I would gladly play along.

"What if," I began slowly, making sure every single word was clear, "those sa brothers of yours are responsible?"

The effect was imdiate.

It was almost comical.

The color drained from Bella’s face so quickly that it looked as though soone had physically wiped it away.

Her confident smile disappeared, as her eyes widened and she instinctively took a step backward.

Shock was written all over her face. It was pure, unfiltered shock and for a mont, she looked completely speechless.

And I loved every second of it. The satisfaction that washed through was impossible to describe.

Monts ago, she had been standing there mocking , but now she looked as though the ground beneath her feet had vanished.

My smile widened.

"So now," I continued firmly, refusing to look away from her stunned expression, "how do you think they would feel knowing that you just called their child a bastard?"

Bella’s lips parted, and then closed again, but no words ca out.

She simply stood there staring at . The confidence she had been flaunting monts ago was nowhere to be found.

I slowly walked toward her, and when I finally stopped in front of her, I looked directly into her eyes.

Then I raised my hand, and before she could process what was happening...

Smack!

My palm connected with her cheek.

The sound echoed throughout the kitchen.

Bella’s head snapped to the side from the force.

For a second, she simply stood there motionless and then she slowly lifted her head, her eyes were wide with disbelief.

One hand imdiately flew to her cheek.

She gently touched the spot where I had struck her, as though she couldn’t believe it had actually happened.

I, however, had no regrets.

"That is for calling my child a bastard, bitch."

A smug smile spread across my face. The satisfaction I felt at that mont was imnse.

Bella deserved every bit of it.

Without waiting for a response, I turned around, and this ti, I didn’t stop, as I walked straight out of the kitchen.

My mood felt significantly better.

And as I left Bella standing there in complete shock, only one thought crossed my mind.

No one sses with my child and gets away with it.

Absolutely no one.