All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Heirs : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

**Gabrielle’s Point of View**“What are you going to do? It seems like Kristine is really pointing to you as the father of her child. She even said it in front of her parents. They must be looking for you by now. Your parents might already know too. What are you planning to do?” Paul asked, his voice firm and worried.They came over immediately when they found out Kristine was accusing me of being the father of her child. I know for a fact that I don’t love Kristine. I couldn’t bring myself to touch her because she seems like a younger sister to me. Even if I were drunk, I wouldn’t do something like that. I’ve proven that already; what happened between Eumerriah and me was because we were both drunk and under the influence of drugs.“You know how protective I am of Kristine. I wouldn’t do something like that to her. I see her as a sibling, just like I see Kate. It’s impossible for that to have happened. Besides, you know and you can see how much I love Yumi. Even though she left me, I

Gabrielle’s Point of ViewAfter I walked out, Mommy chased after me. She pleaded with me to listen to Daddy. I really couldn’t understand why their business and pride were more important to them than us, their children. Why did we have to live according to their wishes?"Son, 25% of the shares belong to the Montealto family. If they’re embarrassed because their daughter is pregnant without a father figure, it will definitely be a huge mess. Besides risking bankruptcy, your father will be humiliated in the business world. You know your father; he won’t allow that. I know he’ll do something to make sure you can’t refuse. I’m tired of the conflict; I want peace. I’m exhausted, Gabrielle, tired of fighting for you two," Mommy said, crying as she patted my arm. I sighed deeply."Fine! I’ll marry her if I can prove I’m the father of her child," I shouted at Mommy. Anger filled every kick I made into the sand.Mommy was tearful as she thanked me. Many thoughts ran through my mind. I knew Dad

**Gabrielle's Point of View**I wasn’t sure when they announced our engagement party, Kristine and I. Mommy just sent me to the hotel to attend it. I went to avoid any further conflict.I didn’t listen to the program, nor did I talk to people. I didn’t even smile. I only greeted Kristine’s parents with a cheek kiss. I went up to the mini stage they set up and left right after. I couldn’t stay at the event; I couldn’t pretend to be happy with them. Everyone congratulated Kristine, and she happily accepted it.I went up to the room Mommy had arranged for our family. It wasn’t just a room; it was a penthouse. I found my brother Jerome sitting on his bed."How’s the groom-to-be?" he teased. I ignored him and rummaged through the bag they brought for me to change into."You should have stayed longer. The celebration will go on until later," he added."If I were you, I’d keep an eye on Shaira. You never know; I might be the one who got her pregnant," I teased back.I knew he loved Shaira de

**Gabrielle's Point of View**Now we’re here at the resort with Paul and Jayson. I don’t know why they followed me."Who’s with Kristine there?" I asked while sorting through papers on my desk. There’s an office here, and I have employees taking care of some office tasks. "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her while I'm gone?""Why? Are we her spouse?" Jayson raised his eyebrow."They always push us away. She's so grumpy with us, only wants to be with you. She even threw things at us earlier while we were entering the house. Kristine’s being a dragon now; if she was already grumpy before she got pregnant, she’s tripled it now. It’s incredible that you tolerate her behavior. Ouch! What’s that?" Jayson was hit on the head because, despite his constant talking, he couldn’t think before speaking."That's why she's here; she can't stand Kristine's attitude. How small is your brain that you can't figure that out? Ugh! I don’t know what’s wrong with you!" Jayson glared at Paul. "Let’s chan

**Gabrielle’s Point of View**Days, months, and years have passed. I don’t know if I’ve accepted my fate or if I simply have no other choice.When my parents and Kristine’s parents saw how I was being a good family man, they gave me a position in the company. Gaining their trust wasn’t easy. I didn’t expect that every time I did what I thought was best for the child, they saw me as responsible.Since Kimberly was born, I’ve been Kristine’s helper in everything. I’m hands-on with cleaning her bottles at night. I’m the one who washes her soiled blankets, cloths, and clothes. Lola had me do these things so I could become close to my child. It’s good for the child to grow up close to her dad, so I’m doing everything I can. When Kristine is asleep at night, I’m the one who gets up to soothe her if she wakes up. I also prepare the milk and change the diapers to ensure she gets a good sleep.I’ve been present at all of Kimberly’s occasions—her christening, her 1st birthday celebration, and o