Stolen love: In love with my sister 's fiance-Chapter 49: olivia’s pregnancy

Alex stood frozen outside the café, his hands clenched into fists. Through the large window, he could see Elaine sitting inside, waiting for him. She was stirring her coffee absentmindedly, her expression soft yet expectant. She was here. She was giving them another chance.

But Olivia's words burned in his mind.

"I'm pregnant."

His stomach twisted in disgust. He didn't believe her, but he had to confirm it. He couldn't drag Elaine into another mess if there was even the slightest possibility—no matter how much he hated it.

With a deep breath, Alex stepped back. He pulled out his phone, his heart heavy, and quickly typed a message to Elaine.

"Something urgent came up. I'll explain later. Please trust me."

Without waiting for her reply, he turned and walked away, his feet feeling heavier with each step.

Sliding into his car, he slammed the door shut and gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.

"Damn you, Olivia," he muttered under his breath, his jaw tightening. He cursed her with every foul word he could think of, his fury boiling over. If this was another one of her sick games, he was going to end it for good.

Slamming his foot on the gas, he sped towards the hospital, his mind racing. This felt like a nightmare—one he just couldn't seem to wake up from.

Alex sprinted into the hospital, his breath ragged, his pulse hammering in his ears. His mind screamed that this was just another one of Olivia's games, but his gut twisted with doubt.

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The moment he stepped into the waiting area, eyes turned toward him. Whispers spread like wildfire.

"Isn't that Alex?"

"Olivia is pregnant?"

"They were engaged, right?"

Someone even raised their phone, snapping a picture.

Olivia, sitting with perfect poise, looked up at him with a smug smile. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Alex clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay composed. But he couldn't hold it in. Striding toward her, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her up, ignoring the gasps around them.

"We're talking. Now."

Without waiting for her protest, he dragged her down the hallway, turning into an empty corridor.

"Are you out of your damn mind, Olivia?" he hissed, his voice sharp with fury. "You knew people would see us! Now they'll twist this into some fairytale story about us having a baby and getting married!"

Olivia flipped her hair back, completely unfazed. "Well, isn't that what's happening?" she said sweetly. "I am pregnant. And you are my fiancé, technically."

Alex slammed his fist against the wall beside her, barely keeping himself in check. "Everything about this is wrong! I warned you, didn't I? I told you I don't want to marry you!" He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "If I find out this is another one of your dirty tricks, Olivia, I swear you will regret it more than anything in your life."

She smirked, tilting her head. "Then confirm it with the doctor."

His stomach clenched. He didn't want to go through this, but he had to. Without another word, he stormed toward the doctor's cabin, Olivia trailing behind him.

Inside, the doctor, looking slightly uneasy at the famous couple, cleared his throat. "Yes, Miss Olivia has been confirmed to be one week pregnant."

Alex felt his world tilt. He stood rooted to the floor, his breath hitching.

No. It couldn't be.

"I need confirmation if the child is mine," he said, his voice tight. "I want a DNA test. Right now."

The doctor looked at him with surprised being engaged what does he mean, if the child was his whatever he was thinking it's the best to stop right here.

He shook his head. "A paternity test can only be done after 8-10 weeks of pregnancy. Right now, it's not possible."

Alex's jaw locked. He turned to Olivia, his eyes dark with suspicion. "Eight weeks. That's what I'm giving you. If—and I mean if—this child is mine, I'll take responsibility. But if it's not..." He stepped closer, his voice ice-cold. "I'll make sure you pay for this lie."

Olivia didn't flinch. Instead, she smiled, full of confidence. "You'll see, Alex. In eight weeks, you'll know the truth."

For the first time, doubt gnawed at him. Could she really be telling the truth?

His hands clenched. Now, he had no choice.

He had to tell Elaine.