All Chapters of My Babies Daddy Is A Trillionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 032Alice“Mario, tell me something. Where the hell is Alex? Who the heck kidnapped that innocent little boy?” I asked, pacing around the room. My chest felt tight, and my thoughts were spinning out of control. Mario just sat there there, watching me intently, but he didn’t say a word. For the first time since I met him, he looked...tired. Not just physically, but emotionally drained. It was as though the weight of the world was pressing down on him, and he could barely hold it up anymore.He had returned only a few minutes ago, his face filled with exhaustion and something else—guilt, perhaps? He hadn’t even spoken to me, and I wasn't liking it.“You haven’t even been home for two days, Mario,” I continued. “You come back now, looking like this, and you can’t even give me an answer? I need to know what’s going on! Alex is missing!” I stopped pacing, looking at him for some kind of reassurance.Still, he said nothing. It’s been three days since Alex was kidnapped, and the

Alice I stood in front of the mansion’s entrance, my hands trembling as I adjusted the black veil to better hide my swollen eyes. Alex had been buried three days ago, but the ache in my heart hadn’t dulled. Not even a little. Now, here I was, standing at Elsa’s doorstep, unsure if I had the strength to face her.The guards at the gate had reluctantly let me in after much persuasion. They knew I wasn’t welcome here. Mario hadn’t been to the house he’d placed us in since the day Alex died. After delivering the news, he’d vanished. I’d even thought of packing up and leaving with my kids and to my old apartment. But how could I explain anything to them? I don't have a tangible explanation. They still didn’t know what had happened to Alex, and I didn’t think I could ever bring myself to tell them.As I took a deep breath, raising my fist and knocked on the door, memories of the burial three days ago flooded back.Elsa and I had exchanged no words at the cemetery. When Alex’s small coffin

Chapter 036Alice “No, it’s not that. I just don’t want to do this anymore.” I replied after a while.“Why?” he demanded, his voice hardening.“Because I have another lover,” I replied, “A man that is—”“Stop.” His voice was sharp, cutting me off. “Say another word about him, and I’ll go after him, break every bone remaining in his fucking body and come back with his blood on my hands and find a way to keep that mouth of yours busy.”I flushed at the insinuation, understanding exactly what he meant. But then his threat also made my heart pounded, I knew he wasn't joking. Mario never jokes. He released me abruptly and sat down on the bed, the tension in the room thick as silence fell between us.After a long pause, he spoke again, his voice quieter. “You’re doing all of this because you still feel guilty about Alex’s death, isn't it?. You’re blaming yourself and using that guilt to push me away. And I also have this feeling that someone is threatening you, making it all worse.”His w

Chapter 038Alice“Nonna, can I play with the toy car the theatre room?” Paul asked Mario's granny as he bounced eagerly on the staircase. His innocent energy contrasted with the serene atmosphere of Mario’s grandmother’s home.We'd been here for over an hour, and yet I couldn’t stop marveling at her. Mario’s granny was nothing like I’d imagined. She wasn't the froil or harsh woman I'd imagined. No, she was stunning and her beauty was still radiant despite her age.Earlier, she'd laughed and shared that she was “twenty-eighty-five,” her playful way of saying she was 85 years old. I'd also feared judgment, expected sharp looks and cutting words, especially given my relationship with Mario and the complicated history surrounding Alex and Elsa.But none of that happened.Instead, she welcomed us with grace. She played with the children. Not once did she press me with questions or probe about anything. She’d led us through the house, showing us around the opulent mansion, pictures of

Chapter 40AliceI woke up with a groan, my head pounding as I squinted against the blinding brightness of a white wall. Every part of my body ached, but my neck. God, my neck felt so stiff I could barely move it. Forcing myself upright, I winced as a sharp pull on my hand revealed an IV connected to my arm. My chest tightened, panic setting in as I scanned the room.It wasn’t mine."Where the hell am I?"The events flooded back like shards of glass piercing my memory. The club. I’d gone to the club to find answers. The cab I’d taken afterward. The car that had slammed into us, the chaos, and then...nothing. My heart raced, my breaths shallow as the realization crashed over me.I’ve been kidnapped.My legs trembled as I swung them off the bed, forcing myself to stand despite the dizziness that wanted to bring me down. My heart pounded in my chest, the thought of my kids gnawing at me. My God, my kids. Were they safe? Were they looking for me? And Mario… He’d warned me never to st