All Chapters of Accidentally Married the Obsessive Billionaire.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

As if that was not enough, every time, the following day, Ariel and Paul had to leave very early to prepare for work and school and would not see each other till night or the following day. So Ariel could not bond with Paul.She hoped Paul would not grow up to hate her and that he would understand she was working so much to care for him.She had also promised herself Paul would go to college as she couldn't. She would not let him end up like her.The reason why she had to work so many jobs was also because she did not go to college and, therefore, could not secure a nice-paying job.A tear fell from Ariel's eyes as she got to her workplace.Ariel and Maddie arrived at their work and got to office duties. Ariel, working as a sales clerk, was very diligent in her work and was one of the best workers in her department.She spent all her time working, and she did not have many friends at work.Tomorrow was a Saturday, the only she was free. On Sunday, she had another part-time job she did

Dylan eyed Esther, Ariel’s mother closely.This was his future mother-in-law. He had to charm her.“Good morning Mrs. Esther. I'm Dylan, your future son-in-law.”“What?!” Esther and Ariel shouted in unison. “What does he mean by that?” Esther asked her daughter.Before Ariel could speak, Dylan said;“I and your daughter are getting married.”Esther was shocked. “Ariel, is this true?”“Well…”Ariel glared at Dylan. This idiot! Why did he have to say that? She had not even told her mom anything!Dylan looked at her with an expression that said 'You can't deny it now can you?'“Yes, I and Dylan are getting married. He's the father of my child and we intend for us to be a complete family” she finally said, earning the grin of Dylan and the gasp of Esther.“What? Why didn'Do you tell me? Your own mother?”“It's not like that…”“I know we have not always been on good terms, my daughter. But, I thought you had at least warmed up to me. You could at least tell me.”‘They had not always bee

But the carnival was soon over, and she had to go.Dylan drove her back to her apartment. It was 3:00 AM.They stepped out of the car. Paul was asleep in Dylan's arms.“He's so adorable even when he’s asleep,” Dylan said, looking lovingly at his son.Ariel smiled.“Yes. He looks just like you.”“Oh.”Ariel looked at Dylan for a long time before saying.“Thank you. For everything.”Dylan nodded and smiled, handing her Paul as gently as he could so as not to wake him up.“It's okay. Don't forget to show up for our wedding next week.”“I will.”They looked at each other for a minute longer, and then Ariel exited the car and walked into her house, carrying a sleeping Paul.Dylan watched her walk away from his car until she was no longer in sight. Then he drove away.The next day, Ariel went to work on her Sunday job and spent a few hours there before going to her friend's house, Kira.Yes, she and Kira had maintained contact all these years and were still best friends.However, Kira sudde

This was his every-event routine now. Since he was appointed CEO, he has always had to answer all questions about the company. Of course, he sometimes didn't have the time, but more often than not, he did.Dylan's mother had abandoned him at birth, so he was raised solely by his father. Even though he often wished for a mother, he never felt her absence. After all, there were more than enough people to keep him company. His father had more than enough domestic servants, and being a rich kid in school, he always had a lot of friends.He often wondered where his mother was, what she looked like, why she had abandoned him. He was curious, yet he never asked his father. He knew Cirrus was trying his best already and that he had enough things to worry about.His father was a businessman and a prominent state member, so he was busy most of the time. Dylan always complained about this, so his father found a way to make it up to him. He would take him to amusement parks, the beach, and someti

Marcus, Dylan's stepbrother, walked into the fancy mansion of his grandfather. Grandfather Grey was in the sitting room, a newspaper on his lap, looking out of the window. He looked despaired.“Grandfather?”“Marcus? What are you doing here?”“Why? Can't I come to visit my beloved grandfather again?”Grandpa Grey chuckled bitterly.“I know you want something. Or do you have something to tell me?”Marcus laughed, taking the seat opposite his grandfather and crossing his legs.“I didn't say you could sit,” Grandpa Grey said sternly.“You wouldn’t say the same thing to Dylan.”Grandpa Grey rubbed his hands on his forehead, frustrated.“Please don't start. If you are going to start whining about how I always favor Dylan above you and that I should give you the company, don't do it. I've had enough of hearing that for over two decades.”Marcus tightened his fists, hurt by Grandpa Grey's words but he held back himself and forced a smile.“As much as I would like to say that. I'm here for s