All Chapters of Again with the Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The doctors are now breathing in relief though they are still anxious about the baby. At least, for them, the baby survived the worst. If they're any second late, he... Damien could have had already said goodbye to his parents, who just met him. Noah is holding Averill while she desperately stands behind the glass wall to look at Damien, who's inside an incubator with a lot of tubes attached to him. The baby she thought was healthy looks really fragile to her right now. It drains all her energy, and she almost falls to the ground if not for Noah, who's supporting her. "You need to rest, Averill. I will talk to the doctors," "No, we will talk to them. This is my son we're talking about, Noah," she weakly argues to him. Noah assists her to the wheelchair and kneels in front of her. "Hey, I... I want you to know that it's not your fault," he tells her. Averill freezes in her spot. She could not remove her eyes from his obsidian pair of sad eyes. Averill does not respond and simply lo

Six hours before the party. "There's nothing I can do about it. We got nothing to do now, Noah. Damien, your son is still fighting, but after the last lab tests we did," Laura paused. Noah is the only one hearing about this. Averill broke down before when she heard about Damien's case that he could not endure surgery. And now, after some time that had passed, he's only growing weaker. Noah does not want Averill to know that any minute now, Damien could say goodbye to them. He thinks he cannot bear seeing Averill break into an even more fragile person than she already is. Noah talked to Laura for another minute and left for Averill and Damien. When he arrived there, Averill was playing with their son's little fingers. Smiling like the mother she is. He fished his phone out of his pocket when it vibrated. It's a text from Karl, informing him that everything's ready. "Noah," before he could even enter the room, Yanna reached for his arm and pulled him to her. Her eyes are begging

Noah's POV I woke up with a heavy body. My head feels like it's going to explode, and my entire system is messed up. I sit up from bed and scan the room. There are still a lot of empty bottles of beer on the floor and unopened bottles of wine on the table. I reached for my phone when it rang and answered the call without looking at the caller's ID. [Noah, I'm outside,] I ended it immediately upon hearing Yanna's voice. It has been three days since we all said goodbye to my son, and it has also been three days since Yanna kept knocking on the door of my penthouse. Sadly, I did not stay there last night. I stared at the huge wedding portrait of Averill and me in front of our bed. It was a picture we were forced to take before the actual marriage that I could not even attend. I cannot read any emotion on my face in the photo, but Averill... she's smiling like it was all real. As if everything that happened was something we willingly agreed upon and the marriage was not forced. What

Noah pushed Averill to his bed. They're at his penthouse. He cannot move Averill to their own mansion because Yanna is there. Averill is slightly staggered because she's still feeling weak after the fever. "Noah, I—" "I don't wanna hear it," he said. He sat on the couch and lazily leaned on his back. "Do you know what you did wrong?" Noah asked. Averill shook her head. "I can't believe you did not attend his funeral. Were you always this heartless?" Averill pursed her lips. It was something she did not want to talk about but could she? Can she not talk about it now that Noah's cornering her? She had no reason. She... she simply cannot fathom the fact that she has to deliver the funeral of her own son. 'How can I when I've been with him from the start? How can I stand there and just let him go? Until now, I... I can't believe he's gone.' Averill wants to voice it out, but she cannot. She remained quiet as a rock. Noah gets annoyed with that and walks to her. "You're really pissing

Averill woke up with an unfamiliar ceiling again. She wiped her tears before getting up. She had a nightmare. It was about Damien again... 'Do you miss me that you've been visiting me every time? I miss you too,' she whispers in her mind. When she opened her eyes, a cold pair of obsidian eyes were staring at her. "Noah," "Get up. We're going," Noah simply said. He knows Averill's condition from Luis, but he can't let her stay here. Not when Yanna is here too. She can rest at his penthouse for all she wants, so a hospital is not really necessary. "Noah," "Didn't you hear me?! I said get up because we're leaving!" he shouted in annoyance. Luis's words really hit the best of him, and now his patience dried up. Averill could not follow. She's really feeling unwell and what he said confuses her. But Averill did move after some time. She also doesn't wanna stay here. The room is freaking familiar, and she realizes that it's the room they used when Damien was still alive. It was maki