Chapter 220: Successful Pregnancy

Dennis rubbed his sore back and shot her a glare. "I'm not done talking. You can't just leave."

"Please, I'm begging you. Don't let my mom find out. She's already furious," Claire pleaded, her voice tinged with guilt as she lowered her head. She was caught in a dilemma; if Sabrina found out Dennis was hiding in her room, it would surely cause another uproar.

Seeing her like this, Dennis's anger subsided a bit.

He stepped closer to her and asked, "Claire, why'd you have someone pretend to be your boyfriend? Are you that desperate to get rid of me?"

Claire bit her lip, mustering the courage to look him in the eye. "Yes, I want to get rid of you! I've returned the family heirloom to you. We have no ties anymore. Why do you keep bothering me?"

Dennis felt a sharp pain in his heart as he looked into her determined eyes.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he said, "Fine, if that's what you want. But before I leave, you have to tell me where you found the heirloom."

Claire hesitated, then answered truthfully, "Actually... the heirloom was always in my house. I found it while cleaning."

Dennis frowned but then relaxed, letting out a deep sigh. "Claire, do you know how much this hurts me?"

Claire pressed her lips together, remaining silent.

She knew her actions were harsh, but she couldn't think of a better way.

Dennis's gaze softened as he looked at Claire. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions.

He pulled Claire into his arms naturally. "Claire," he said in a low, husky voice filled with indescribable emotion, "whether you admit it or not, I love you."

Claire was stunned by his sudden confession. Her heart raced, feeling like it would leap out of her chest.

She used all her strength to try to break free from Dennis's embrace.

"Let me go," she said, her voice trembling but resolute.

Dennis had no intention of letting go. He held her tightly and kissed her passionately.

Claire's eyes widened in shock, her heart in turmoil.

She wanted to resist but found herself powerless.

Dennis's kiss was both gentle and domineering, making it impossible for Claire to resist.

Their eyes met at an almost zero distance, one filled with passion and affection, the other with confusion and panic.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the world faded away, leaving only the two of them.

Dennis and Claire held each other tightly, their kiss deep and tender, as if trying to merge into each other's lives.

Claire closed her eyes, lost in the sudden surge of intense emotion.

Her heart pounded like a drum, and she wrapped her arms tightly around Dennis's neck.

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Dennis's kiss was filled with an indescribable depth of feeling. His tongue gently parted Claire's lips, intertwining with hers.

Their breaths mingled, creating a unique melody that echoed in the quiet night.

Just then, footsteps approached from outside, growing closer. Claire's body tensed, and she hurriedly pushed Dennis away, a look of panic flashing across her face.

Dennis looked at her in confusion, his eyes filled with puzzlement.

"It's my dad. He can't see you," Claire explained in a trembling voice.

She nodded slightly at Dennis, signaling him to find a place to hide. Though Dennis was unhappy, he nodded, understanding Claire's predicament.

Claire carefully opened the balcony door, and Dennis slipped out, climbing down the drainpipe and disappearing into the night.

Claire watched Dennis's retreating figure, feeling a surge of complex emotions.

She knew their feelings for each other had deepened, but her parents had a terrible impression of him. She didn't know how to face them.

Dennis drove away with a sense of joy, heading back home. He knew that tonight's interaction with Claire had brought them closer. He decided to talk to Beck, hoping to gain his approval.

Meanwhile, the Thomas Group hospital remained shrouded in gloom. The police were questioning the medical staff, but there was no progress.

Robert was at home, restless and anxious. He had temporarily cleared himself of suspicion with his cunning, but he knew the police would eventually catch up to him. He didn't dare contact Vaughn again and could only think about how to avoid trouble and get his hush money once the job was done.

Detective Ian carefully reviewed the hospital's surveillance footage from that night and noticed a suspicious figure-Robert. Robert had left through the back door, hurried to the parking lot, and then disappeared into a blind spot. Less than two minutes later, he reappeared and headed straight to the bio-storage room to assist in the rescue. This unusual behavior caught Ian's attention.

Ian immediately ordered an investigation into Robert's background, debts, and family situation, sensing a breakthrough in the case.

On the other side of the world, in Lumaria, Gwyneth lay on an operating table in a large biological research institute's affiliated hospital. She endured the pain of having two embryos implanted. After the procedure, she lay in bed, gently caressing her abdomen, a look of undisguised joy on her face. She knew that in ten months, she would have twin sons, Raymond's sons. This was the first step in her plan to secure her position in the Thomas family and gain more wealth.

Gwyneth quickly texted Vaughn, who was waiting outside, to inform him of the successful procedure. Vaughn was overjoyed and immediately arranged for Gwyneth to stay in a secluded villa, ensuring she had doctors to care for her until the babies were born. Everything was going according to their plan.

Gwyneth stood by the villa's floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the stars outside, but felt no joy. Stealing Raymond's sperm had been like walking a tightrope, each step fraught with danger. She had to take daily injections and medication to ensure the embryos' survival. She knew that if this ever came to light and angered Raymond, the consequences would be dire. She had to make sure no one found out.

Gwyneth gently touched her belly, where Raymond's children were growing. Thinking about the future, where her child might become one of the Thomas family's heirs, she felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety. She knew the path ahead wouldn't be easy, but there was no turning back.

Back home, Raymond was completely unaware of what was happening.

At the same time, Dennis returned to his villa. It was late, but the lights were still on. He opened the door to find Qiana waiting in the living room, a smile on her face.

"Dennis, where have you been? Now that the heirloom is back, I can finally relax," she said excitedly.

Dennis was surprised she knew so soon. Forcing a smile, he said, "Grandma, I'll take good care of it."

Qiana was overjoyed. "Dennis, you should head back to the family estate the day after tomorrow to handle some affairs. Leave things here to your subordinates."

Dennis fell into deep thought at her words.