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Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
MANNYIt has been two days since the incident with Andrew's mother and since he forcefully tried to have sex with her.They didn't say a word to each other and slept in separate rooms. Manny always made sure the door was locked before she went to bed, she didn't want Andrew barging in.She could barely sleep in the last two nights, the blood from Andrew's mom and her crazy behavior kept her awake.Was she that ill? What kind of sickness was that? Was this what Andrew has been going through?She felt sorry for him. He had no one besides his father who didn't care about him. And now the only person who could look after him was sick. But he always looked like he had no problem going on.Maybe marrying him wouldn’t be so bad, she could stay by his side, loving him.Many quickly sat up on her bed and cleared the thought away from her mind.She shouldn't feel sorry for him, he practically raped her and he didn't even bother to apologize, he just ignored her presence.“I need to get the hel
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MANNYDaddy? What was going on? Did Andrew marry someone in the past and they had a child? Manny looked at the stuck-up lady and then glanced at the little boy holding her hand. This was Andrew's child? But they looked nothing alike!She took a better look at Andrew, perhaps she had missed something.“Kate?" Andrew finally spoke up, his voice hoarse with shock.Kate smiled cheekily and surprised him with a hug.Manny stood still like a statue, she didn't know how to react. Should she be happy that she no longer has to give Andrew a child or sad because someone had already beaten her to it?Nevertheless, she didn't say a word. She stayed, allowing Andrew and Kate to have their moment.After a long while, Andrew remembered Manny. He cleared his throat, “This is Manny..my wife.” He added the last statement like it left a bitter taste in his mouth and Manny didn't fail to notice.Why was he being like this?Kate gave her a condescending look and then plastered a fake smile on her face.
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*SOMEWHERE IN SYDNEY“The search for Mrs Gwendolyn Cooper is still ongoing. It is said that she might have been kidnapped and was unable to fight back due to her Dementia…” The news station changed as someone pressed the remote.“Tchh..they couldn't even keep it out of the news. Is he that desperate to find his mother?” A skinny man with sandy brown hair commented with a hoarse voice while trying to look for another channel that didn't mention the missing lady.He gazed at the woman sleeping in a wheelchair, “Why did they care so much for a woman who would barely make it? As far as he was concerned, she was a living corpse.“Dude!” Another voice came from the tattered-looking room and a buffed man appeared, looking almost identical to the skinny man.“You have to feed her, do you want her dead?” “She was going to anyway.” The skinny man said and roughly woke up Gwendolyn who was in a daze.“Caleb?”The two men groaned as they heard the name again. Andrew's mum has been saying the na
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
ANDREWAndrew had his P. I working hard to find the voice behind the mask, he had somehow managed to record the whole thing and had given it to Carter.He had to find out who was behind this.The voice changer in the mask had done a very good job in concealing the culprit’s voice but he could have sworn, there was a hint of familiarity in his voice.“It's been so long since we went out to a party.” Jason busted into Andrew's study saying.He has been hanging around ever since the death of Andrew's mother trying to offer comfort and care to his best friend.“I don't feel like it.” Andrew replied in a bored tone.There was no time to waste, he had much on his plate and Jason's blabbing wasn't making it any better.“Come on man.” Jason pressed further, he needed him out of the house but Andrew was set on not going anywhere.“Did you take care of the triad?” Andrew asked as he typed away on his laptop.Those men were becoming a problem.Andrew gave his friend a ‘won’t you answer’ type of
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MANNYAndrew's father tried to control himself, he wasn't going to let loose in front of everyone.He lifted his eyes from the paper and gave Andrew a death glare, his face hard with fury.If eyes could kill, he'd surely be dead by now.How could he do something so senseless? After all his protestation?He closed his eyes and visibly relaxed himself. He wasn't surprised, his son never listens to him anyway.Always doing the opposite of what he was told. If not for the fact that Andrew was a chip of the old block, he would have wondered if he was truly his son.“We won't be able to help you, Kate.” Her smile slowly faded and a frown appeared on her face.“Anyone can fake a DNA test, we will have to conduct one ourselves.” Mr Allen said and tossed the envelope on the table making her get them herself.“I can always take my information to the media Allen.” Kate threatened.Andrew's father smirked and then laughed.Who did she think she was?“Tell them and we'll give them money to cover
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER FORTY
MANNYManny sighed and massaged her wrist, trying to relieve herself of the pain she felt. She twisted them gently and started writing again.This was a fashion company yet she kept signing documents like she was running a corporation.When she was finally done, she headed to the dressing room to help out. In times like this, she missed Avery.In the Spirit of their competition, she would have done her part of the work and even a little bit of Manny's just so she could prove her worth.‘At least she always got the job done.’ Manny muttered as she grabbed materials from where it was kept and walked back to the lady who was halfway dressed.She sighed and shook her head at how the lady was dressed. The materials were all wrong, the colors didn't match and it looked like she was suffocating inside the clothes, like her measurements weren't taken before making the dress.“Who would dress someone like this.” She grumbled, peeling the clothes off the woman's body gently in order not to ruin
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER FORTY ONE
MANNYAs she set out to work the next day, Manny stumbled upon Andrew on her way downstairs and she quickened her pace as he walked behind her.Last night's conversation was still fresh in her mind and her husband didn't utter a word about it which was a good thing. She felt if they were to continue the conversation, it would have ended up in an argument and she didn't have the strength or time to do so.She passed the dinner dining room and was walking through the hallway when Andrew asked her a question. “Aren’t you eating?” “No appetite.” She replied almost immediately and walked away before he could say another word.She was already running out of time, she didn't want her mother to give her another lecture because of a tardy arrival.She blamed the pregnancy for having no appetite. It was either she ate very little or didn't eat at all.Weren't pregnant ladies supposed to have a huge appetite? Why was she different?All immediately went to the back of her head as she reached he
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MANNY“Do you think there's an open spot for a manager?” Cheryl asked, nibbling on her food. “Manger?” Manny repeated and then scoffed. Manager for what? Why did she want to climb up the ladder so fast?Manny didn't give her a reply. Instead, she kept her eyes on her chauffeur. If he stands, she stands.She wasn't wasting another second here.Seeing how Manny had been staring at him and sensing her anxiety, the chauffeur got up and walked to Manny, getting the memo.“Ma'am, we need to leave, you should get back to work.” He advised, knowing he was speaking her mind.Feigning ignorance on how much time she had wasted, she pretended to check her watch.“Give me a minute.” Her chauffeur nodded and Manny excused herself and Cheryl waited while making a phone call. She kept whispering into the phone, gaining a suspicious look from Manny's chauffeur.What was she up to?After doing her business she came out of the restroom, and right on cue, the piercing sound of a gunshot was heard and th
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Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR
In a bright, sunlit kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked cookies fills the air. Amelia sat at the kitchen table, her hands gently resting on her pregnant belly. Her long, brunette hair cascades over her shoulders, and her eyes, filled with a blend of excitement and nostalgia, look lovingly at her two children. Aiden and Adelaide, four, sat eagerly beside her, their wide eyes full of curiosity. “Woah!” The little boy exclaimed with so much excitement. “Was that how you gave birth to us?” Amelia nodded, her smile wide. The children were waiting for their father when they pushed her to tell them a story about how she fell in love with their dad. Now that she was done, they looked at her, more curious than before. "You know, when I was a little girl, not much older than you two, I used to dream about the day I'd have my own family," she began. “And now I do.” She beamed at them. “But why was Daddy so mean to you? He even threatened to take away Angel?!” Adelaide asked,
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The night was eerily quiet when Amelia's labor began. She had felt sporadic contractions throughout the day, but they were manageable. Now, though, as the pain intensified and the contractions came closer together, she knew it was time. But her husband seemed to be lost on what to do. "Hang in there Manny. I'm calling Josie and Tristan to come over." Andrew said, trying to keep his voice steady. “Call the fucking driver Andrew. I need to go to the hospital." Amelia yelled as the pain intensified. “Right, the driver." Andrew scurried out of the house and later came back in to get his wife. "Get the bags!” Amelia commanded and he complied, afraid she would tear him off with her eyes. On their way to the hospital, Andrew informed Tristan what was happening and he promised to show up at the hospital with Josie. Amelia's mind was a whirlwind of emotions—excitement, fear, and pain intertwined. She had done thousands of checkups and only ate the food Andrew cooked for h
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The grand cathedral was adorned with cascading white roses, shimmering crystals, and soft candlelight, casting a warm, ethereal glow over the gathering. The air buzzed with the murmur of anticipation and the gentle strains of a string quartet playing in the background. Down the hallway where she was getting set, Amelia felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness as she prepared to walk down the aisle. Her dress was a masterpiece of silk and lace, custom-designed to fit her perfectly. She had designed the dress herself, she might have wielded a gun for ten years but her hands could still hold a needle. Tristan wore a proud smile as he stretched his hands out for her. She took his arm, feeling the weight of the moment settle in her chest, her heart pounding with each step. The doors swung open, and a collective gasp echoed through the hall. Amelia took in deep breaths, and with joy, she took her first step onto the rose-petal-strewn aisle. Her eyes locked with Andrew’s wh
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Amelia spent a month and some days in the hospital getting better but mostly cuddling up with Andrew. Their love continued like she never left. There were times that she would cry while explaining everything she had been through and Andrew would console her, promising to do everything in his power to protect her. Andrew had come to pick her up from the hospital that morning and Josie insisted that Amelia come to her place first. It was her house regardless. “I can't believe this." Josie squealed, unable to contain her joy. All this while, her friend was alive and was right under her nose. She knew the first time she set her eyes on Amelia that there was something familiar about her. “You're alive." She spread her arms wide and Amelia wasted no time in jumping into her embrace. She had missed her so much. "I'm so happy.” "Me too Josie…me too.” The two women cried till they could cry no more. Their cheeks were red, their eyes puffy and their clothes were stained wi
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The sound of something shattering jerked Amelia back into consciousness. She tried getting up and groaned as she fell back down. She looked at what was happening around her, her swollen eyes making it almost impossible to see who was who. She was kept hidden in a corner, away from the disaster that was happening. “Fuck.” She heard Sebastian's voice and quickly turned in his direction. She saw him tangled up with the man she had seen so many times. Her captor. “Sebastian.” She croaked, but he couldn't hear. Just then he received a bullet to the end. Amelia froze but then breathed out in relief as he saw Sebastian get up. She looked up to see who had shot the gun and saw Tristan helping him up. ‘Andrew.’ a voice screamed at her. Her eyes scanned the room, her heart pounding, praying something hadn't happened to Andrew as she searched for him. The firing of a gun caught her attention. Tilting her head out of curiosity, she found Andrew, firing his father's both legs. “
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Andrew and his men moved out. The roaring engines of the cars filled the air as they drove deep into the outskirts of town. Andrew drove Tristan and Sebastian with him as he continued running the plan over in his mind. ‘nothing could go wrong.’ He thought, gripping the steering wheel tightly. “Dude, slow down. You're going to get us killed before we even get there." Tristan cautioned, feeling the increasing speed of the car. This was his first ever mission and his anxiety got the better of him. "I should have just stayed behind the scenes like always.” He muttered, regretting his decision the closer they got to their destination. “I didn't force you." Andrew reminded and Sebastian chuckled at the back. "Whatever. I just want to come back alive.” The car became quiet again and after a while, they got to the place. Allen and Lorenzo had done a good job hiding the place. At first, it was pretty hard to locate. Andrew stepped out of his car, the cool air sweeping
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“I kept her under your care.” Andrew bellowed, his eyes blazed with anger as he punched Tristan. Tristan staggered back and massaged his jaw. Andrew had just arrived from Mexico and the first thing on his mind was to punch him. “How the fuck did she get kidnapped!” He roared, hitting him again before he could regain his stance. Couldn't something go right in his absence for once? “I tried to warn her, it's not my fault. She's a grown woman!” Tristan argued, dodging the next punch that Andrew threw at him. Andrew kept charging at him, and Tristan constantly missed it. He tried his best not to hit back, he knew Andrew wasn't himself at the moment. “Andrew!” Josie snapped, her sharp voice pierced through the hallway as her eyes blazed with fury and her lips curled up in anger. “She left on her own. Don't hold my husband responsible.” She hissed coming forward to stand between them. “You should have tried to talk sense into her.” “Who said we didn't?” Josie took a step
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“What do you mean kidnapped?” Andrew barked, his teeth gritting. He left her right there for protection. How was it possible to get kidnapped? “She went out for a walk and never came back. We've been searching for her.” Tristan explained he could tell Andrew wasn't having any of it. “And then?” He hissed. “We got a note yesterday, saying if you want to see your wife, you have to bring the cash.” Andrew fumed at his statement, his hand clenched in a fist. Would his father go this far? Or was it someone else? “Did it say who it's from?” “Lorenzo.” He paled. His blood ran cold at what he would have done to Amelia. Then he felt immersed in Anger. He wasn't going to win this time. Without allowing Tristan to continue, he ended the call, picked up the documents from the table, and headed toward the door. He wasn't losing her for the second time. Getting closer to the exit, he saw Sebastian by the door, a duffel bag in his hand. “I'm going with you.” He said, h
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX
“Why can't you just listen? Don't go out at night, it's a very simple instruction.” Tristan complained as he drove Amelia back to the house. She had gone out of the house again for her ‘evening walks.’ “You can't tell me what to do.” She whined, folding her hands like a child that had been scolded. “Andrew isn't here at the moment so as of right now, I get to tell you what to do.” Amelia just scoffed as she looked out her window, the night cool air, hitting her as Tristan drove. They got home to see Josie by the entrance, pacing. “Amelia.” She rushed over to her and hugged her. “You got me so worried, don't just leave the house like that ever again.” “Andrew said your life might be in danger, that's why you have to stay with us.” “I'm sorry for making you worry but I'm here now. Why don't we go inside?” Josie nodded and Amelia led her into the house by the hand. Everyone had retired to bed and was now sleeping, except her. So she decided to go again. Making su
