All Chapters of Claiming Daddy : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

STELLA. “Julian had a striking resemblance, last night he had not recognised me however I knew I saw him somewhere once, turned out he was one of those who distributed the plastic and rubbed from my industry, he had somehow cooked up a plan, I do admire his courage and smartness, even the cameras Missed him. Yet like a fool he outed himself last night, he stole some goods and had them sold at a cheaper price times without numbers, somehow they kept going on for a long time. Anyway, one thing after another he helped me find out who the thieves were and he was sacked. Yet the interesting thing I still admire was simple, I learnt a whole lot just from his bickering, either way he got punished for it and that's all, I Don't think you have much time to spend here either, there should be a call in about a few…..” His words were cut short as a call came from her phone just on cue, she shook and mumbled inaudible words as she shot me a glance, hastily she rose to her feet and sprinted acr

STELLAS POV.HE said nothing to me all through the night and I held my peace, I had no reason to get myself worked up into things that bore no sensible reason, for all I cared was that things were well between us.“good morning love.” he greeted me as I walked out of the bathroom, a smile sat on my face as I gave in totally. I was not prepared to get myself stuck between the occurrences id the previous night, it was no right, I could not keep at it anymore.“morning.” I answered, slouching my shoulders, I was tired and somehow it didn't end well with me, I walked on towards the mirror tugged at my towel as a knock came on the door.“It's just the cleaner love, I'll get the door for you.” he answered and I wasn't bothered, but then again I hastened my steps and opened the doors to the room before he did.“you can rest in.” I chirped in unsure of what it was he wanted to hear,I pushed opened the doors and a slender looking lady with a basket in her hand and a vacuuming sort of machine

STELLAS POV.Air closed in on me as my vision became blurry, I could barely stand on my feet anymore, I rested against the table, had my hands placed over it, I was a mess, a complete mess.The noises increased and the chatter continued, it was like a never ending sort of bicker amongst rich folks, when Lawrence spoke of a party he eased it up, I never knew it was going to be something so huge.It looked and felt more like a red carpet sort of event for a met gala and event for celebrities. He shifted himself away from me and into the crowd a few minutes ago. I had tried searching for him but I could not bear it anymore.He excused himself with the little line that he knew what it was that he wanted, a whole lot other had little or nothing to do with me to be precise, it was business talks and he offered to have be taken along but it was certainly going to bore me to death and I decided the stay back , behind however thinking about the decision I made it had not seemed to be the smart

STELLA.From the corner of my eyes I stared at him still unable to believe how strict he became, two more days gas passed since my last visit to the hospital, he kept at his toes, we had not gone out all along, ordered food and watched movies but above all it remains an issue to me…he hovered around me at evweg possible minute but now has that it made me worse, his obsession it looking after my meds.He made sure to have it literally thigged down my throat each moment time came up.“I can't do this again Lawrence, I need some breathing space, like a little bit of fresh air.” I complained in am attempt to have him forget whatever it was that he had all cooled up in his head.“what?.” he asked alssmot immediately, it almost seemed as if he had something rolled up beneath his sleeves, something I might not like.“are you tored of me now?, missing home already?.” she asked on cue, all still sounded and felt ever so strange to me, I had tried keeping up my face straight but I still worrie,

LAWRENCE POV.Although none of it made sense to me, I wanted nothing to do with her worries, she pissed me off yet again but I swore on my life, I didn't know had it was about her and her obsession with getting pregnant,At first I thought it was all because of how she felt about me, perhaps she felt she needed to make it up to me by getting pregnant again, but times without number I expressed my worries about her very own health and my stand on the whole miscarriage thing, matter of fact we never really bothered about kids.We both wanted the best times of our lives, that was before however I could not really tell what it was that went on and around in her head, either ways we all had one or another thing needed to be done but that had not sat we'll for her either, she suddenly got the obsession out of the blue.“Lawrence?.” she called out to me, had me drawn out of my thoughts, I sighed and nodded as I pulled off my baggage from the x-ray machine while we both headed for the exit.I