All Chapters of The Billionaire's Mistake: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ken stared at the sleeping woman on the bed. A kid pulled the hem of his shirt, rubbing his eyes and yawning. “Uncle, carry me,” Ken smiled at the kid and pulled him onto his lap. He pinched his nose gently and rubbed his hand against his cheek. “Why are you still awake, Yohan?” the little kid giggled and leaned to him to whisper something, “I was waiting for you to come home,” He yawned again, then hugged Ken’s neck. Ken smiled and caressed the back of his head. The kid seemed to be sleeping already after he buried his face in Ken’s neck. Ken could not help but chuckle at the silliness of Yohan. It had been months since he met him and Yael. Ken could still remember how the kid asked him to be his dad on the first day they met. Six months ago... A nurse entered the room and saw the man who was brought there last night was awake. He was looking at the window with a furrowed expression. His eyebrows were thick, and his nose was tall. The nurse nearly blushed when he turned to her,

Ken could not help but feel bewildered at the sight of these three people who had been staring at him for a while now. He could not push them away because when he did, they knelt down and begged him not to be so cruel. They did it in front of the children, and Ken could not bear to look at the kid’s confused and awed faces. “When are they gonna stop to stare?” Ken asked Nathalie, who also insisted on staying. Nathalie looked at Brian and the others. Brian is still crying. Lothie will surely come by at any moment and console him. Nathalie chuckled and shook her head, “I don’t know.... you see,” she stared at Ken’s amber-colored eyes and then smiled, “It had been six months since we last saw you,” “I said I don’t know you,” “You don’t remember us... but it’s fine, as long as you’re alive,” Nathalie told him and then took the plates to the kitchen. She was helping around since they were short of hands. Yael took a day off, and Olivia is sick. It was just her and Ken who were moving a

Nathalie's POV I woke up with a heavy head. My body feels burning, but still within, which I can tolerate. I felt a hand on my forehead. I forced my eyes to open and saw a man looking at me. His deep obsidian eyes looked fuzzy as they stared at me. "Cohen?" "You have a slight fever. Rest, for now, I have informed Brian about your condition though he would be a little late since he was dealing with Johannes," he explained. Dealing with Johannes? Why? Did they finally talk with each other? If that is so, then that's great news!— "I heard Yael, the woman who was with Johannes, was brought to the hospital last night. Johannes reached out for help financially. I think it was a little serious matter," Cohen continued. Yael... I thought she was pale when we first met. So Yael is ill. Lucky her... Johannes gets to take care of her. Damn it. I felt like vomiting, but I could not bring myself to puke. All these uneasy feelings seemed rooted in my rollercoaster emotions right now. I don't

"Nathalie?" Cohen went inside the room when there was no one to answer his call. He had been calling Nathalie five times, but she seemed to be either sleeping or indulging in something. Cohen furrowed his brows when he saw Nathalie on the bed, wincing in pain. "Nathalie!" Cohen does not know where to touch her. Nathalie was just groaning in pain as she curled on the bed. She was sweating so bad, biting her lips so as to not let any voice out. Cohen slicked his tongue, "Excuse me," he lifted Nathalie and went out. "Caleb! The car!" Caleb went out of the room when Cohen shouted. He saw Nathalie and immediately followed what his brother told him. "What's happening?" he asked when they settled Nathalie at the back of the car. Cohen shook his head. He was also confused. Nathalie was just discharged last night, and here they are, rushing her to the hospital again. "She's stressed," the doctor told Cohen. "Ms. Taylor is also experiencing Sciatica," he added. Cohen watched Nathalie, who wa

"A party?" Ken just reached home after visiting Yael in the hospital. He did not want to leave her, but his family insisted that he stays at home. Yohan was with a nanny since he wanted to stay beside his mother. Johannes stared at his parents with a confused expression, "What party? Do I have to participate in one?" he asked again, removing his coat. It was snowing outside. The first snow was last night, and the whole city was covered in white the following day. Joaquin and Beatrice smiled at Johannes, "This is to celebrate your return, son," Joaquin said. Ken furrowed his brows and sat on the couch. He stretched his neck. When he opened his eyes, he looked at his parents and shook his head. "I hate parties." "You don't even remember that," Clinton, who came from the entrance, interrupted his cousin's refusal. Clinton gave Beatrice a box of a new set of tea from China. The woman smiled at him and then turned to her son again. "Clinton is right, Johannes," "Ken. I told you to call