All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Baby : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

PAIGEI’m doing it tonight. I’m telling Travis about the baby. All of my apprehension about where we stand as a couple has simply melted away over the last week. He has been my rock throughout my mother’s recent health problems. He hasn’t faltered, not even once. Even with Dad, Lily and Matt giving him the stink eye every time they get the opportunity.Travis has come to show me that he really is a standup guy. If there’s anyone I want to raise a baby with it’s him. I know there’s a lot to figure out, but I think in time we will.I’m confident about the decision I’ve made, but that doesn’t mean I’m not still nervous. I’m about 99.99% sure that he will take the news in stride and step up. However, there is that 0.01% of me that thinks this could go any way. People sometimes surprise you. I just hope this isn’t one of those times.I can’t help but be excited as I stand in the elevator on my way up to Travis’s penthouse. I miss him. It’s been two days since I’ve seen him and it’s like I’

“Say it like what?”“As if that’s how I treat you.”“But you do.”“What?” She shifts back as if I just spat in her face.I massage my temples. “All this is coming out wrong. What I’m trying to say is that you are opinionated, and I like that. It’s just that not everyone takes well to that kind of an approach.”“I feel like you’re trying to backpedal now. First you use the word judgmental. Now you’re saying you meant opinionated. Travis, you aren’t an idiot. I think you meant judgmental, and after seeing my reaction you’ve decided to try and walk your comment back.”“You know what? I can’t do this right now. I don’t have the energy to fight with you and convince you of what I meant to say or didn’t mean to say.” I switch off the stove and walk out of the kitchen and over to my mantle where I keep my keys. I snatch my bike keys up and head for the door.“What? You’re just going to walk out and leave me here?”“Yeah, I am, because if I stay I’ll just end up saying more things that you’ll

TRAVISAs the elevator whisks me up to the penthouse, blood rushes to my ears the higher I go. My pulse is through the roof. I don’t know how Paige is going to take what I’m about to tell her, but I can’t keep dodging it.I let myself into my apartment and everything is still.“Paige?” I call out. No one answers.Maybe she’s gone.I walk over to the kitchen and see that her bag is where she put it down when she arrived earlier in the evening. So I walk into my bedroom, which is when I hear retching coming from my bathroom.I rush over and see Paige doubled over the toilet.I get on my knees and rub her back. “Paige…”She reaches behind her and pushes me away.“Get off me,” she says in between heaves.I fall back and land on my ass. I guess she’s still angry at me for leaving the way I did.I climb up to my feet and consider apologizing, but this isn’t the time for it. So I just stand there and watch until she finishes emptying her stomach into the toilet.When it looks like she’s done

PAIGEThis is all too much. I do not know how much more of this I can take. Life keeps coming at me fast and I don’t know how to deal. I’m barely keeping my head above water.The past two weeks have honestly been the most difficult of my life. It’s true what they say. You don’t know what you have until you lose it. I wasn’t aware of just how much I loved Travis until our relationship ended. When I ended things with him I knew it would hurt, but not this much.I’ve spent every night since crying myself to sleep. I love him so much, but I don’t think continuing our relationship would be the smartest thing to do. It’s not that he has a son with his ex-wife, because although that would be an adjustment, I know if I wanted to I could welcome his son into our lives while also planning for our baby. What has me balking is the fact that he kept it from me. He should’ve told me about it immediately instead of sulking, avoiding me, and picking fights with me.I thought that dating an older man

TRAVISEven though I’ve always wanted children, I’ve never considered myself much of a baby person.That has all been blown to hell as I sit here, smiling at the newborn cradled in the crook of my elbow.Mom forced me to come back home for the birth of my baby brother, Phil’s first born. She insisted that I’ve missed way too much of our major family events. I’m ashamed to say she was right, because I have two other nieces and nephews who I only met in person after their second birthdays.I had convinced myself that video calls to see the babies was good enough, because they wouldn’t know the difference whether I was really there in person or not. However, as I look down at this baby I’m starting to realize the weight of Mom’s reproach. These are the things that are important in life. So I’m going to have to make more time for them.“Stop that, you’re being creepy,” Phil says.I look up at him. “What?”“Why are you grimacing at my daughter? You’re going to scare her.”“I’m not grimacin