All Chapters of The Billionaire's Baby Bargain: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ArthurArthur slammed the journal down onto Noah’s desk. Despite all the information in there, there hadn’t been mention of where he was keeping Almara. Arthur hadn’t really expected that to be in the journal since he was pretty sure it was a type of torture, but the hope had been there all the same.Perhaps it had been foolish, but Arthur just couldn’t help it. He missed Almara so much and he was desperate to find her. He needed her and the baby home and safe. Foolish hope was all that he had left.A sound by the window had his head snapping toward it. It ha

Arthur had been unconscious for what felt like an eternity. His breaths were shallow, and his skin never regained an ounce of color. I was starting to wonder if he would ever wake up. Maybe Noah had messed up the change somehow.His body lay still, a fragile vessel suspended between life and death. The room was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the beeping of the machines. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, my heart heavy with despair.The nurse had come and gone, but I had barely acknowledged her presence. How could I when the love of my life was slumped over and chained to the wall? How could I focus on anything when everything had been ripped

Almara POV Our brief moment of bliss comes to an end as we hear Noah and the nurse descend down the stairs. I can only hope that Arthur clings to this moment of clarity and remains strong. I instinctively nuzzle Grace closer to my chest as Arthur retreats further against the wall. I breathe in her scent and hold on to her smell like a lifeline. Grace begins to cry harder as Noah’s footsteps come closer. I try ease her stress, realizing that I no longer have any fear of my own wellbeing. “What did I tell you?” It was a rhetorical question from the nurse with a twinge of panic. She quickly turns to Arthur who is in close step behind her. “I told her to wait, that you would want to be present.” “I couldn’twait.” I remark trying to keep the bite out of my voice. “Grace Elizabeth was ready to come out.” Just saying her name softens my tone, and fills me with even more protective rage. Arthur moves pass the nurse, ignoring her as his crimson eyes settle on my baby like a prized possess

Almara’s POV I sit motionless for a moment, waiting for Arthur to tell me he’s joking or that he has some other idea that doesn’t involve him leaving. I absent-mindedly stroke Grace’s hair. “Go.” Arthur commands. I expect to feel a sharp pain in my heart at his cold tone, but instead all that spreads throughout my body is this dead weight numbness. I somehow manage getting to my feet. Though my heart still feels numb, a dull throbbing

Robert’s POV The awkward silence is becoming intense. Almara hasn’t said a word since she’s gotten in the car, even the baby seems to taking a dislike to me.“Sorry I don’t have a car seat for her, I wasn’t really . . .expecting there to be a baby.” I say trying to listen the mood, which my comment does anything but that. Almara pulls her daughter protectively close to her chest.“She’s fine right here.” Almara remarks.