All Chapters of A Forbidden Affair with the Toxic Billionaire: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“Oh princess, don’t you think we’ve been apart for far too long, I missed you” he says, and his words disgust me.The nickname ‘princess’ that usually gives me butterflies now makes my skin crawl with different emotions.My body tenses, and I struggle to find my voice. Fear and anger wash over me as I face the man who’s been a source of turmoil in my life.“What do you want, Jim?” I ask“ I just wanted to see how you’re doing, Anastasia. We have a lot to talk about.” Jim blurts out, his eyes averting between my bump and my eyesThe encounter is unexpected, and I can’t help but wonder what his motives are. The streets are filled with people going about their business, oblivious to the tension that hangs in the air between us.As I stand face to face with the man I’ve been trying to avoid, I can’t escape the feeling that this encounter will change everything. The uncertainty of what lies ahead looms large, and I must summon the strength to confront whatever challenges Jim might present.

I place a soft kiss on Anastasia’s hands, trying not yo wake her up before leaving the room.The waiting room in the hospital feels like a cold, unwelcoming place. The harsh fluorescent lights cast sterile, unfeeling shadows across the stark white walls. I cannot escape the gnawing anxiety that claws at me, nor the haunting realization that my actions has played a significant role in landing Anastasia in this critical situation.Kendra would never forgive me and I don’t even want to think about what Jonathan is going to say to me.Sitting there, my mind races with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Guilt, regret, and fear are all trying to fight for control, each emotion a heavy burden to bear. The memory of Anastasia's lifeless body on the road still haunts me, a stark reminder of the consequences of our tragedic history.As the minutes stretch into hours, the silence in the waiting room becomes unbearable. My gaze remains fixed on the sterile floor, but my mind is consumed by the

“Can we go see her now?” Kendra asks the doctor“Well, her heart rate is beginning to pick up, she’s still motionless but I think she would need some encouragement to wake up” Doctor Mitchell tells us“Thank you doctor” I say.Kendra and I walk into the room.The hospital room is dimly lit, and a somber silence hangs heavy in the air. Anastasia lies motionless in her hospital bed, the steady beep of machines monitoring her vital signs serving as a constant reminder of her fragile state.Kendra sits by her sister's side, holding Anastasia's hand as she whispers words of encouragement, love, and hope. I stand nearby, my eyes never leaving the woman I still deeply care for, a heavy weight of guilt and remorse pressing on me.“I'm so sorry, Ana.” I whisper to her“She needs you now, Jim. You have a lot to make up for.” Kendra tells meThe room is filled with the visible tension of emotions left unspoken. Each moment spent in the presence of the woman that we both care for deeply is a remi

Anastasia’s POVAs I attempt to speak, my voice comes out stronger this time, reflecting my determination to understand my condition and ensure the well-being of my baby.“Doctor, please... Kendra... My sister... where is she?” I ask the doctorThe doctor, a reassuring presence by my side, responds with a warm smile.“Kendra and your friends are all in the waiting room, anxiously waiting to see you, they’ve been here for days now, refusing to leave till they know that you’re okay” the doctor repliesA sense of relief washes over me, and I'm eager to share the good news with them.“I'll let them know you're awake, and they can come in to see you.”“Thank you doctor” I say smiling “but please run tests for my baby” I add“We will,” the doctor says.With that promise, the doctor steps out of my room. I'm left with a renewed sense of hope, knowing that I'm not alone in this difficult journey. The bonds of friendship and family have helped me overcome incredible odds, and I'm ready to face

Before the doctor discharged me from the hospital, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. It was a significant step forward in my recovery, but it also came with a sense of apprehension. I had to adhere to a strict regimen of medications and regular check-ups to ensure both my health and the baby's well-being. The doctor provided clear instructions on how and when to take the prescribed medicines, and I listened intently, knowing that compliance was essential.“Anastasia, I'm discharging you today, but it's crucial that you follow your prescribed medication regimen to support your recovery and ensure the well-being of your baby.” The doctor says carefully“I understand, Doctor. I'll do whatever it takes.” I promise“That's what I like to hear. You'll need to take these medications daily. The red pill is for your general health and recovery, while the blue one is specifically for the baby's well-being. Please take them with meals to minimize any potential side effects.” The doctor