All Chapters of Accidentally Pregnant For My Billionaire Boss : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Clara's POV Why did life have to be this cruel? Couldn't he have just read my letter that explained everything? I was again placed in this position, still feeling like a liar.Was I capable of shuttering all his dreams with just one sentence?"Come on, I have so much to show you." He said, grabbing my hand.He walked me into the room and then began opening the drawers. Surprisingly, it was packed with tiny baby clothes and even nappies. I remained speechless throughout the presentation and then nearly fainted."I hope you like it. We can always change anything you don't like." He said, squeezing my hands.He reached in, kissing me on the cheek. "Why don't we go out to have breakfast? I know a place just around the corner. It's perfect." He added.I nodded my head vigorously.I was willing to do anything to get out of this room. I could barely breathe.My heart broke. I quickly disguised my emotions. My father never showed up, even for just a day, and he was ready to take on everythin

Clara's POV I was left alone with Waylen.Waylen followed with his eyes until Derek was far away before laughing sadistically. He should audition his evil laugh for Disney."It turns out the idiot doesn't even remember me. The plot keeps getting thicker, doesn't it?" He answered sarcastically. He picked up his fork, spinning it between his fingers."It turns out I was right about everything I said about you. I'm willing to bet almost anything that you are not even pregnant. I bet you used that night to your advantage and faked the whole thing. You are a gold digger, after all." He continued."What do you want? You have no shame, do you?" I asked."But you, sweetheart. They are a lot worse than I'll ever be. I bet you are lying to the poor man. How do you think that story would look in a tabloid? You might not have much of a reputation to worry about, and maybe it might affect if you'll get your next mark, but he certainly has something to worry about. Imagine what it would do to that

Clara's POV "Do I need to repeat myself?" Mom said."Fine," Katy sighed. "I hope you get better soon so Mom will finally stop putting all the pressure on me." She said, climbing off my bed.They said their goodbyes and stepped out of my room.My mind reverted to the accident.Why would anyone try to kill me? It's not like I owe anyone money.Did the person ever get caught?I was caught off guard when the door slipped open. Layla stepped in. A smile broadened on her face as she saw me awake.Of course, if Mom thought I had lost the baby, she must have been involved in some way."I'm so glad you are finally awake. How do you feel?" she asked."Like someone just ran over me with their car," I answered."You must have buried a hundred million somewhere for someone to try and kill you like this," she added. "Do you know who could have done this? Did you see anyone? The police are still investigating, but so far, no one has been arrested.""I can't think of anyone who would be this dispara

Clara's POV It's been hard watching everyone else's reaction around me but it has been the best lie-free three weeks I've had in a long time besides being bedridden. Maybe one day once the wounds have healed, I can just casually say,'Hey Mom, remember when I lost that baby? It turns out I was never pregnant at all.'"I'm going to give you some time to rest," she said.She smiled and stood up from my bed. She walked towards me, approaching me in an effort to tuck me in. I quickly blocked her away.She finally gave up and left my room.Apparently getting a job wasn't enough for her to consider me an adult.I was getting tired of being locked up here. I had to prove I'd be well enough to work. I needed to leave my room first.The first step was to push myself out of bed. I used my crutches at my bedside to support my weight. Even after more than a week, I still couldn't get used to them.I managed to leave my bedroom. Getting downstairs was even harder but I managed to do so without mak

Clara's POV Every Father's Day, I'd pretend it didn't exist so I wouldn't think about it. I wish you had told me something." I paused.I painted my mother as the villain who never wanted me to know my father. I would have preferred she had told me. So she wouldn't have to share all that hurt alone.I still had one final question, the one I'd chosen to ignore and perhaps the most important one. I took a deep breath as I gathered my thoughts. Was I ready for the answer? I've seen you before; where was it?" I asked.Suddenly, he had a hesitant look. "We met briefly that day at the hotel. With my daughter." He finally answered.He didn't need to say anything else. I knew it.Madison's father was also my dad!Of all things, I was hoping that I would be wrong this time."This is too much for me right now. I need to breathe." I said, getting up from my seat."Are you sure? We can talk about it." Mom asked."I need to process everything," I answered.I left the room and struggled up the stai