✦ CHAPTER — "Don't Trouble Me." ✦
Jay's POV
The mansion felt tense tonight.
Not loud.
Just heavy.
Like the air itself knew Keifer was stressed before anyone said it out loud.
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Meetings had lasted all day.
Phone calls nonstop. Arguments. Problems.
And by evening, even the mafia men looked nervous walking near his office.
😭💀
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Meanwhile my mood swings had been horrible all week.
Everything annoyed me. Everything made me emotional. And worst of all—
I missed him.
Even though he was literally inside the mansion.
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So eventually, after pacing around dramatically for twenty minutes, I walked toward his office quietly.
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The door was slightly open.
Keifer sat behind his desk surrounded by files and paperwork again.
Black shirt sleeves rolled up. Jaw tense. Eyes tired.
One phone pressed against his ear while another document rested in front of him.
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He looked exhausted.
And somehow that made me want him more.
😭🫀
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Without thinking much, I walked over and quietly climbed into his lap sideways.
Usually he reacted immediately.
Hands on my waist. Pulling me closer. Softening instantly.
Tonight—
he only exhaled heavily.
Still focused on work.
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But he didn't push me away.
So I stayed.
Curled against him. Playing with the buttons of his shirt absentmindedly.
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I kissed his cheek once softly.
No reaction.
Again.
Still nothing.
😭💀
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My mood instantly worsened.
Because pregnancy emotions were evil.
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So I kissed his cheek again dramatically.
Longer this time.
Trying to annoy him into paying attention to me.
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Big mistake.
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Suddenly—
"Jayjay."
The way he said it made me freeze immediately.
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Not soft.
Not warm.
Sharp.
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He pulled the phone away from his ear finally and looked at me properly for the first time all evening.
And BRO—
he looked exhausted.
Frustrated.
Overwhelmed.
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"Not now."
My chest tightened slightly.
"…I just wanted attention."
"I'm working."
His voice stayed tense.
And because I was already emotional—
that hurt more than it should've.
😭🤍
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So instead of stopping—
I kissed his jaw again stubbornly.
One tiny act.
That was all it took.
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"Jay!"
I flinched instantly.
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The room went silent.
Even the men outside the office stopped moving.
😭💀
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Keifer ran a hand harshly through his hair.
Then snapped:
> "Stop troubling me for five minutes."
Silence.
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My heart dropped so fast it physically hurt.
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Because he NEVER talked to me like that anymore.
Not after everything.
Not after us.
😭🫀
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I stared at him for one second too long.
Then quickly got off his lap before he could see my eyes filling.
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"Fine."
My voice came out embarrassingly shaky.
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And before he could say anything else—
I walked out.
Fast.
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Keifer's POV
The second the door slammed—
regret hit me immediately.
Immediate.
Violent.
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I froze in my chair.
Because I saw her face before she left.
That tiny hurt expression she tried hiding.
And suddenly every bit of stress I'd been carrying felt disgusting.
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"…Boss?"
I looked up slowly at the man speaking.
Then coldly:
> "Get out."
Everyone disappeared instantly.
😭💀
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The office became silent.
And all I could hear in my head was:
> "Stop troubling me."
I said that to her.
To my pregnant wife who only wanted attention from me.
BRO I WANTED TO DIE 😭🫀
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I stood up immediately.
Then heard it.
A door locking upstairs.
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Shit.
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I reached the bedroom quickly and knocked immediately.
"Jay."
No answer.
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My chest tightened harder.
"Baby, open the door."
Still nothing.
But I could hear quiet crying inside.
And honestly?
That sound destroyed me instantly.
😭🤍
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"Jayjay…"
My voice softened immediately now.
Careful.
Regretful.
"I'm sorry."
Nothing.
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I rested my forehead against the door.
"I didn't mean to yell at you."
Still crying inside.
Small quiet crying.
The kind she tried hiding from everyone.
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And suddenly I hated myself for it.
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"I was stressed," I whispered.
> "But I should never take that out on you."
Silence.
Then finally—
a shaky voice from inside:
> "…you told me I was troubling you."
BROOOOO 😭🫀💔
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My chest physically hurt hearing that.
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"No."
I closed my eyes briefly.
> "You could never trouble me."
Another quiet sniffle inside.
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"I was overwhelmed," I admitted softly.
> "But that's not your fault."
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Still no door opening.
So I stayed there.
Patiently.
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"Please open the door."
A long silence followed.
Then finally—
the lock clicked softly.
😭🤍
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The second the door opened slightly, I pulled her into my arms immediately.
Carefully.
Protectively.
Like I was terrified she'd disappear.
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She buried her face into my chest instantly while crying harder now.
And honestly?
I deserved every tear.
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"I'm sorry," I whispered against her hair again and again.
> "I'm sorry."
My hands moved automatically to her waist. Her stomach. Holding both of them close.
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"I didn't mean it."
She stayed quiet against me.
Still emotional. Still hurt.
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So I gently lifted her into my arms without another word and carried her back toward the bed.
This time—
work didn't matter.
Nothing mattered more than her.
😭🫀
✦ CHAPTER — "Ignored." ✦
Keifer's POV
I deserved this.
Completely.
Absolutely.
Deserved.
😭💀
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Ever since last night, Jay had been ignoring me.
Not loudly.
Which somehow made it worse.
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No yelling. No arguments.
Just…
silence.
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Every time I entered a room, she suddenly became VERY interested in literally anything else.
Her phone. Mochi. The wall. Air.
😭🫀
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"Jay."
No response.
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"Baby."
Still nothing.
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I looked toward Freya sitting nearby.
"She's ignoring me."
Freya didn't even look sympathetic.
> "As she should."
Traitor.
😭💀
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By evening, I was losing my mind slightly.
Because normally Jay stayed close constantly.
Curled beside me. Talking to me. Touching me.
Now?
Nothing.
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So eventually I cornered her inside our bedroom.
Literally.
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She sat on the bed folding tiny baby clothes while pretending I didn't exist.
BRO I WAS SUFFERING 😭🤍
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I walked closer carefully.
"…Jayjay."
Nothing.
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I sat beside her slowly.
Still ignored.
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Then finally I sighed dramatically and leaned closer against her shoulder.
"Are you going to forgive me today?"
Silence.
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I wrapped an arm around her waist carefully.
And finally—
she reacted.
By suddenly grabbing my collar.
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I blinked.
"…baby?"
Then—
PAIN.
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"AH— JAY!"
BRO SHE BIT MY NECK 😭💀🫀
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Hard.
Actually hard.
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I jerked back immediately while she let go looking VERY satisfied with herself.
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Outside the room—
complete silence.
Then muffled coughing.
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The men outside were absolutely trying not to laugh.
Traitors.
Every single one.
😭💀
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I touched my neck in disbelief.
"You bit me."
Finally she looked at me.
Coldly.
> "Good."
BROOOOO 😭🤍
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I stared at her for two seconds.
Then suddenly laughed.
Actual laughter.
Because honestly?
That was the most Jay reaction possible.
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Meanwhile she turned away dramatically again.
Still mad.
Still ignoring me.
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So naturally—
I became worse.
Much worse.
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If she ignored me?
Fine.
I'd annoy her until she stopped.
😭💀
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Jay's POV
I was STILL mad.
A little.
Maybe.
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But Keifer had apparently decided personal space no longer existed.
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Everywhere I went—
he followed.
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Kitchen?
There.
Couch?
There.
Bathroom door?
Waiting outside dramatically.
😭🫀
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And the worst part?
He'd stopped talking to me directly after realizing I kept ignoring him.
Now he talked to the baby instead.
BROOOOO 😭💀🤍
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I walked into the living room and immediately heard:
> "Your mother is bullying me."
I froze.
Slowly looked over.
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Keifer sat on the couch with one hand resting on my stomach while I stood beside him.
Completely serious.
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"She bit me," he continued dramatically.
> "Do you think that's acceptable behavior?"
I covered my face instantly trying not to laugh.
😭💀
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He noticed immediately.
Dangerous mistake.
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"Oh, so now you react?"
I quickly looked away again.
"No."
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He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then leaned down toward my stomach again.
> "See?"
"She's lying now too."
BROOOOO 😭🫀
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I finally laughed.
Actually laughed.
And immediately his entire expression softened.
Like he'd been waiting all day for that sound.
😭🤍
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But I still crossed my arms dramatically.
"You deserved it."
He moved closer instantly.
Too close.
"Probably."
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Then before I could react—
he wrapped both arms around my waist from behind and buried his face against my neck.
Clingy.
Warm.
Heavy.
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"I said sorry fifty times."
"Not enough."
"I'll say it a hundred more."
😭💌
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His hands rested gently over my stomach now.
Protective as always.
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Then quietly—
he kissed the side of my neck softly.
Carefully this time.
Like he remembered the bite trauma.
😭💀🫀
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"I hate when you ignore me," he murmured against my skin.
My heart softened immediately against my will.
Stupid man.
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I leaned back against his chest slightly.
Still pretending to be annoyed.
But less now.
Much less.
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And instantly his arms tightened around both of us like he'd finally started breathing properly again. 🤍