All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Baby : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

PAIGEBeep…beep…beep…I’m sitting in Mom’s room after her surgery. I’m pretending to read a magazine as she stares at me.Dad and Matt left a few minutes ago and it’s the first time she and I have been alone since her surgery. It’s been a few days since her operation and she seems to be doing well. I’m grateful for that, but what it means is that she’s going to go back to being her usual nosy self.“So are you going to tell me what’s been going on with you now?”I look up and feign surprise. “What do you mean?”“Don’t give me that. You’ve been sour for a few weeks now, and don’t say it’s because you’ve been worried about me. At first, I thought that’s what it was, but ever since I’ve come out of surgery you’ve been much worse. So that’s not it. What’s going on?”I laugh and the second the sound comes out of my mouth I know it’s not going to fool Mom. “Really, nothing is going on with me.”“Does it have anything to do with Travis?” My eyes cut to hers and she chuckles. “So it does have

PAIGETwo years later“Ahhhhh!” TJ screams as he runs at Travis in the lawn of our Hamptons home. Just before he rams into him, Travis stoops down and scoops him off the ground and throws him over his shoulder and runs across the lawn as he laughs.Amelia and I sit on the edge of the lawn on a picnic basket and watch as they horse around. I’m feeding our daughter grapes and she claps her hands as she watches her brother and dad play.It doesn’t take long before Amelia is over my fussing over her and the grapes. She climbs to her feet and stumbles over to TJ and Travis who include her in their game and they tone down the roughness so as to not hurt her.After a while, Travis’ age starts catching up to him and he starts running out of steam. So the love of my life retires to the blanket where I sit.“Tired already, grandpa?” I ask.“Well, I’m not the one who’s been sitting around eating grapes all day.”“Correction, I’ve been feeding your daughter grapes.”“Po-tay-to, po-ta-to,” he says

It had been four years since she had suddenly passed away, and I thought I was done grieving. Aunt Vicky had been my saving grace, the woman who rescued me from the children's home after my parents died, the person who had become my rock. And she had always worked so hard to see not just that I had what I needed, but that I had fun, and was happy. She was the one to first spark my interest in art, and she'd always encouraged my blogging, telling me she thought that people would love to know what I was thinking. Even though it was just the two of us growing up, and we never had much money, things had never felt bleak. Not like they had since she'd been gone. I was trying to pursue my dreams of blogging full-time and one day traveling the world to see my favorite art pieces, but it was difficult. I found myself struggling to make it through day-to-day life, let alone hold onto my ability to dream about the future. Hot tears welled up in my eyes, but it seemed okay to let them out now

My first thought was that she had dropped the towel on purpose. I was preparing to lean back and take a good long look when I caught a glimpse of her face, frozen in mortification.Damn. Not for me after all.She unfroze and spun around, grabbing at the towel. I was briefly distracted by the back view of her, which I liked just as much as the front. Then I mentally gathered myself and focused on what she was doing. It seemed the towel had gotten stuck on the corner of the bench. She was pulling at it with one hand while trying to cover herself with the other.I sighed. Much as I wanted her to stay naked, she obviously didn't. So, there was nothing to do but help. I stood up and crossed the sauna in two long strides."Don't," she started to say, but I looked right into her eyes and put my hands firmly on her shoulders. I guided her to the side and gently pressed down so that she sat."Just sit there. I'll get the towel."She opened her mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out

DEIRA "You're doing what?!" Dani had shrieked in my ear just moments earlier. "I'm only telling you so that you know where I am. Someone should know, in case I go missing, or there's some other fallout from this very bad decision." "It's not a bad decision. It's a great decision. It's..." "I'm hanging up now. I'll see you in the morning." I ended the call and stared at the door in front of me. On the other side of it was the man from the sauna. I knew, because I'd seen him go into it about twenty minutes earlier. I'd been tucked into the corner of the ornate lobby when I heard the sound of footsteps against the tiled floor. He didn't see me, but it was impossible to miss him striding through the lobby. It wasn't just his powerful walk that drew my attention. It was the fact that he was wearing his bathing suit and little else. Still dripping from his swim, he looked angry, his brow furrowed over his hazel eyes. Even angry, those eyes made my pulse race. I was following h