All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Baby : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Samantha“Do you have any idea who might have done this, Sam? Any enemies? Any ex-boyfriends you might have upset in some way?”I shook my head at Officer Martin, who was standing in my living room taking my statement. Ryan and I sat on my couch while other cops inspected the house and collected whatever evidence they could. Squeezing my hand, Ryan gave me a look I couldn’t quite understand, but I appreciated that he was there. God, I don’t know what I would’ve done if I’d come home alone and found the door looking the way it did.Shit, what if I hadn’t gone out at all? Would whoever had done this have done more than vandalize my front door?I shivered and shook my head. “I have no idea who might have done this. I don’t have any exes, and I don’t think I have any enemies.”“It could just be a prank,” another officer said, moving to stand next to Martin. “Some kids going around, thinking it’s funny to freak out residents in the neighborhood or something.”Martin looked skeptical. “No o

Samantha“Mama,Idon’twantto wear a tie!” Henry whined as I got him out of his booster seat. “It’s chokey.”Exasperated, I slipped two fingers beneath his tie to test that it was plenty loose.“It’s fine,” I told him. “And you look so handsome. This is a big kid party, remember? You’re my big boy, aren’t you?”He scrunched up his little nose, clearly wishing to argue with me so he could take the tie off. However, I knew my boy would never admit to being a little kid.At length, he released a heavy sigh and answered, “Yes, I’m a big boy. But I can take it off when we leave, right? Right away?”Grinning, I nodded. “Yes, you can, I promise.”I took his hand, and we walked through the parking lot to the country club the rehearsal dinner was being hosted in. It was one of the swankier places in town and had a golf course stretching out behind it. It wasn’t a place I frequented, as I couldn’t afford it, but Jason was a member, so it was a foregone conclusion that they’d have something at the

RyanAs The rehearsal dinner came to an end and everyone began getting up from their chairs to linger and visit or leave, I turned to Sam and reached for her hand again. I’d held it earlier in the night for reasons I still didn’t fully understand. I’d just needed to touch her at that moment, and she had seemed both happy and freaked out when I did it. Now, she just looked at me with a curious, little grin.“Hmm? What’s up?”I swallowed, nervous. I hoped she didn’t take this the wrong way.“I was thinking,” I began slowly. “Maybe you and Henry should sleep at my house tonight.”She froze, tensing her entire body, and then she narrowed her eyes, her suspicion obvious.“Why?” she asked in a low tone.There were a million reasons why I wanted her and Henry with me in my home, but the main one I knew she wouldn’t lose it over was, “I want to keep you guys close until Bill has been found. With the wedding tomorrow, I don’t want to risk anything happening. It’d give me so much peace of mind.

SamanthaMy eyes shot open,and I gasped, sitting up and clutching the bedcovers against my chest.Blinking, I gazed around and was momentarily confused when I saw I wasn’t in my own bed.My memories from the night before flooded through me the next instant, though. I was in Ryan’s bed, in his house. That was all well and good, but what had woken me up? I don’t think it’d been a dream. I couldn’t remember having one, anyway.I couldn’t understand what I was feeling, but the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up, and my muscles were tense. It was as if my body had locked itself into a defensive state, but I didn’t know where the danger was.Suddenly, I heard a crash from downstairs.“Ryan!” I gasped, grabbing his shoulder and shaking him, my heart racing. “Ryan, wake up!”With a groan, he shook his head and murmured, “Sleeping…”“I know you’re sleeping,” I growled, shoving him harder. “But I need you to wake up! I heard something downstairs.”He opened his eyes and stared up at me

RyanI tossed and turned the rest of the night, my bed feeling oddly cold and empty without Sam in it. When I finally gave up on sleep and got up, I made my way down the hall to Sam’s room, but when I looked inside, she wasn’t there. I wasn’t surprised. Disappointed, yes, but not surprised. I didn’t bother to check Henry’s room. Sam wouldn’t have left him behind.I knew that there was nothing I could do about her decision at present. She had every right to make it, but I was terrified by what it could mean in the long-term. Would she ultimately decide to cut me out of their lives again because I complicated things too much? She hadn’t asked for any of this. My life came with risks, and it wasn’t fair of me to force them onto Sam and Henry.I was frustrated beyond belief, but with myself, not with her. If I had stayed seven years ago, none of this would be happening. Henry would know I was his father, and Sam and I…was it too much to imagine we might have been married by now? Living ha