Irene’s POV
I was right in the middle of teaching my lecture, standing in front of the classroom with everyone’s eyes on , when suddenly—
"E-Excuse !"
The words left my mouth before I could stop them, and I hurried out of the lecture hall, leaving a room full of confused students behind.
It was unprofessional and I knew that. Leaving in the middle of a lecture was the last thing a lecturer should ever do, but at that mont, I didn’t care. My stomach churned violently, and I felt like if I stayed even one more second, I was going to collapse in front of everyone.
I pushed the bathroom door open with shaky hands, nearly stumbling inside. I barely managed to get into one of the stalls before I bent over and I burst out, gagging and vomiting into the toilet. My body trembled with every heave with the sour taste burning the back of my throat.
This wasn’t the first ti either. Lately, I’d been like this more often than I wanted to admit—nausea hitting out of nowhere, constantly feeling sick, losing my appetite one mont and craving food the next.
What was happening to ...?
And then it hit .
No... it couldn’t be... could it?
"Am I... pregnant?" I whispered to myself, my voice trembling.
The thought echoed inside my head, louder and louder, until it drowned out everything else. Pregnant. That had to be it. What else could explain the way my body had been acting lately?
And considering Leon had been cumming inside so many tis, so recklessly and so passionately—it wasn’t really far-fetched, was it? Honestly, it would’ve been more surprising if I didn’t get pregnant at so point.
Still, even knowing all that, the realization made my heart pound harder.
I wanted this—of course I wanted this. Being pregnant with Leon’s child ant we were bound together in the truest, most intimate way. It ant we had beco one, completely, in body and soul.
But even then, I couldn’t stop the rush of emotions swirling inside . Shock, fear, happiness—everything all at once. I couldn’t believe it... but at the sa ti, I felt warmth spread through my chest. For the first ti in my life, I felt this strange, powerful joy.
Wiping my mouth with a tissue, I steadied myself and left the stall. But just as I did, the stall beside mine opened too.
"Haaa..."
Both of us let out a heavy sigh at the sa ti, and then our eyes t.
"Huh? I-Irene?"
"R-Rose?"
I froze. It was Rose.
"W-What are you doing here?!" I blurted out, completely caught off guard.
"I was about to ask the sa!" she shot back, just as startled.
And then... it hit both of us at once.
"D-Don’t tell ... you’re...?"
"You too are...?"
Our voices overlapped, our eyes widening at the sa ti in disbelief.
Could it really be? Both of us... pregnant?
Considering all the tis Leon had pulled us into bed together for those wild threesos, it wasn’t surprising at all. If anything, it was inevitable. Still, knowing that possibility and actually standing here realizing it had co true were two very different things.
We stared at each other in silence, our thoughts racing. Neither of us wanted to say it out loud, but deep down, we both knew.
We ended up in my office, sitting across from each other as the weight of the situation sank in.
"Ugh..." Rose groaned, leaning back in her chair with a dramatic sigh. "You know, I always thought getting pregnant by Leon would be like a dream co true. Like, the ultimate sign that we’re truly one with him. But this—" she waved her hand between us, "—this situation? Being pregnant at the sa ti as you because of all those threesos? It’s... honestly a little conflicting for . I wanted it to happen in a romantic way, you know? Like sothing straight out of the stories I read..."
That was Rose. Always a hopeless romantic. She devoured romance fiction like her life depended on it, and of course, she’d want her pregnancy story to be sothing straight out of a novel.
"Well, there’s nothing we can do about how it happened," I told her, though I felt the sa unease. "The real problem now is how we’re going to break the news to Leon."
I was certain Leon would be overjoyed. I an, he was that kind of man. But still, the thought of telling him made my stomach twist, not from nausea this ti but nerves.
"You know, we might as well just tell him straight up," Rose said, her voice more confident now. "I an, he won’t take it lightly—he’ll probably be thrilled. Haven’t you seen how much he dotes on his daughter with Gabrielle? He loves her more than anything. I’m sure he’ll be the sa with our children."
She was right. Leon was a good father, a loving one. I’d seen how he spent ti with his daughter, never neglecting her, always making sure she felt loved. There was no doubt he’d be just as devoted to our children. But the question remained—how exactly were we supposed to tell him?
"Well, isn’t it fine if we just go and tell him directly? He’s not going to be that surprised, right? He’s always making those shaless remarks about impregnating us anyway. He probably already suspects sothing."
"I don’t know..." I muttered, frowning. "Leon can be pretty dense sotis."
Though truthfully, that part of him was sothing I secretly found cute.
"Actually," Rose said, her tone shifting, "this is kind of bad, isn’t it? With us both pregnant, that makes three academy staff out of commission. Leon, what the hell are you doing to us?"
She wasn’t wrong. With us unavailable, and Gabrielle still on break after giving birth, that ant three mbers of the academy staff were out. It was going to cause a lot of strain.
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