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Chapter 10. Noah Hunter’s Babies

Brie POV

I don’t know how to react to that.

To be honest, Hanna’s news did not surprise me.

Britney White has always been Noah Hunter’s one and true love.

I slowly massaged my chest with my hand when I felt a squeezing pain and sighed.-

“I did not know what happened to Noah. Has he gone mad?” I let Hanna rant while I try to compose myself.

“No. He was just in love. He was in love with her way back in college.”

“But he married you.” Hanna countered.

Her show of loyalty brought a smile to my lips despite the pain.

“Because his parents forced him to. Without his parents holding him back, there is no need for him to keep the pretense, so he divorced me and ran back to his first love’s side.” I finally admitted to my best friend what Noah told me before he divorced me.

I realized the memory of our last encounter and the words he uttered still had the power to hurt me when I felt tears stream down my cheeks. I wiped them off haphazardly and clamped on my mouth to not give myself away.

“Still, he was a j*rk for what he had put you through.” Hannal countered.

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“He could have let you down gently, but what he did was Inconceivable. He ruined you.”

I barked a mirthless laugh, still grateful beyond words because I realized that life was not totally cruel. I may have lost people I loved dearly, but it also showed me the way back to my family.

I lost the Hunters, but I gained the Fords. Plus, my best friend did not abandon me.

“Thank you for taking my side,” I told her gratefully after I took a little time to compose myself.

My comment made Hanna stop.

There was a pause as Hanna and | basked in the temporary silence before it was broken indiscreetly by a baby’s loud wail.

My eyes widened in shock.

Quickly, I pressed the palm of my hand over the speaker to cover the sound.

At the same time, I felt a little pain shooting up my bre*sts. It felt tingly, followed by a sticky wetness that clued me in my readiness to nurse my babies.

“Did I hear a baby cry?” Hanna asked, interrupting my thoughts.

The astute observation made me freeze. I was caught off–guard.

I don’t know whether to cut the call or go to my child to attend to his needs.

Thankfully, at that moment, a nurse came in. She saw the baby crying and picked him up, prompting me to shoot her a grateful

look.

She smiled back while I resumed talking on the phone.

“Yes. I am in the park.” I told Hanna nervously, afraid she could. hear through my lies.

At the same time, I met the nurse’s confused look. I winced apologetically.

Whether it was to the nurse or my best friend, I was not sure.

I deliberately lied to my best friend, and it made me uncomfortable.

But the alternative would be unpalatable.

I just could not let her know about the babies.

Knowing her temperament, Hanna might do something and spill it to the Hunters that Noah fathered my children.

It would be too risky. I could not afford the consequences of that happening.

What if he denies them? That would be too painful. He already rejected me. I could not have him reject my children, too.

At the back of my head, there was also this fear at the possibility that he would accept the children as his but would fight me for

custody.

Noah was an astute businessman. He was a man of pros and cons. What if he applied the same tactic he used against me when he bargained for the divorce?

Having experienced firsthand the magnitude of his ruthlessness, I cannot risk him knowing about the babies.

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Either way, I do not have the strength to fight him yet.

My other baby cried, putting me in a tight spot with Hanna. I could not prolong this conversation any longer.

The nurse looked in my direction, and I nodded at her.

The door burst open, and Jenna came in.

“Briana, it’s time to feed the babies.” She announced, and like clockwork, the other two babies started to whimper and cry, demanding their milk.

There was a moment of impenetrable silence before Hanna Haunched into a stream of questions.

“What babies? Briana, are you keeping something from me? Do you have babies? Was it Noah’s?”

Not wanting to lie to the only person who continues to be on my side at the Hunters, I bit hard on my lip because I could not tell Hanna the truth either.

“Listen, Hanna. Can we catch up next time? I need to attend to something.” I told her frantically.

Without waiting for her reply, I cut the line and rushed to send her a message, but while composing, Hanna’s call came.

I declined the call and sent her a half–composed message before turning my phone off.

Then, I rose to my feet to attend to my children.