All Chapters of HIS BABY MAMA: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I stood by my car for a while, contemplating what I was going to tell them about the reason for my suddenly changed mind. Emelia would definitely mock me, and considering how I pushed her away in the morning, it would only anger her more. This is really getting annoying."Aren't you getting out?" Kingsley asked me, but I didn't reply to his question.Then I suddenly thought of sending him instead, but Grandfather might be aware of this and might suddenly decide to... ahh, this was really one hell of a shot as I was about to lose my ego. After all the crap I pulled last time, I was here again to do what?I suddenly heard the door opening, and I quickly lowered my head so that Emelia wouldn't see me. She went to dispose of some refuse, and as she’s coming back, heading inside, she suddenly stopped, turned around and started approaching my car."What should we do? It seems she’s coming here." Kinglsey asked."This is really embarrassing," I muttered as I raised my head and adjusted my sh

The drive was very silent as I felt a little awkward sitting with the two kids, who kept their distance from me despite sharing the back seat with me.When I volunteered to take them, they both refused bluntly. What surprised me most was that they stopped crying immediately upon hearing that and even told Emelia they would rather stay than go with me.This was really embarrassing, but what I was really curious about was what Emelia whispered to them that made them suddenly agree to let me take them. If I asked them what their mother whispered, they definitely wouldn't tell me, would they? It's better to keep my mouth shut than to embarrass myself any further."We're there," Kingsley announced, and I turned to explain things to them, but all I got was a frown.The look on their faces made me swallow whatever I had to say. Turning away, I picked up my nose mask and put it on, also grabbing a face cap so I wouldn't be recognized in public. I got out of the car and asked Kingsley to come

The blaring alarm sounds woke me up as I rolled over in the huge bed to reach the tip to switch it off. Letting out a loud sigh of frustration, I look at the empty bed again, and a pain surges through my heart. It's been three days now since Cassius has been avoiding me and won't even sleep in the same room with me. He has been sleeping in the guest room. I already realized that I was the one at fault and even called Dad, who explained the reasons why they did what they did.Part of me really does not want to believe him because I had always known Emelia to be their favorite kid, and Mom always compared us to each other, telling me to be like her for once. And now I learned they sent her out of the house to protect my own happiness or perhaps to ensure this alliance was successful because they had the most to gain from it as the Aldriches had made a full investment in Dad's company and Mom's gallery. They both claimed they did it for me, but I really doubt that because the truth was,

"Are you sure it's fine for me to go along with you?" "Of course, it's fine," I replied confidently as I steered the steering to the left side while driving to A&R airport. "Okay, since you said so, then I will believe you," she said, and I chuckled softly at her words. "But have you ever met your dad? No, I meant Mary's dad, about what his wife told you the other day." May's question makes my stomach churn as I remembered what Lydia said the other day about me being her husband's illegitimate child, which he had from an affair years ago. I felt a mix of anxiety and curiosity as I really got a lot of questions to ask him since it looks like he was the one who brought me home. "No, I haven't, but I’ll do that immediately I'm back from this trip. I really have a lot of questions to ask him." "Oops, okay." The drive to the airport was filled with May's incessant chattering about her past with Bastoon, and I wondered if there was any difference between her and my kids, who also use

CASSIUS'S POV Upon arriving at the hotel, Mary and I checked into our room. As soon as we entered, I yanked my arm from hers and walked over to the bed. I jumped onto the bed, grabbed my phone and decided to check the company's forums because I was sure everyone would be thrilled about this trip especially since they got a chance to lodge at one of our most expensive hotels. "Why the heck did you do that? Did I offend you again?" Mary asked. I didn't reply, which only seemed to frustrate her more. "Cassius, I'm talking to you right now, and I think I demand an answer. Why did you yank your hand off mine?" Her questions were annoying, and I wondered if she’s deliberately doing this. I dropped my phone and sat up, with my gaze fixed on her. "Are you done?" "No, I'm not. I still have a lot of things to say." She fiddled with her fingers and bit her lower lip, indicating her tension. I wondered if it was a common thing in their family because Emelia used to do the same. W