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

The sky was painted in hues of deep orange and purple as Big Margaret stood on the balcony, gazing out at the horizon. The evening breeze caressed her face, but her thoughts were far from serene.Behind her, Conrad shifted uncomfortably. He had been quieter than usual, lost in thoughts that weighed him down.“You've been distant,” Big Margaret observed.Conrad sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “I've been dealing with personal issues,” he replied, looking devastated.Big Margaret turned slightly, her gaze assessing him. “Sarah?”Conrad nodded. “She's pregnant. She does not want to have the baby.”Big Margaret arched her brow. “Then let her get rid of it,” she firmly, waving her hand in the air.“Listen,” she continued, when she saw how Conrad looked at her, like he couldn't believe that she had said that. “We have goals, targets, and so many unfinished businesses. Do you want any distractions now?”“My baby wouldn't be a distraction,” Conrad said firmly.Margaret smirked, b

The doctor adjusted his glasses and looked up from the clipboard. “Thankfully, it wasn't a crisis. Just a flare-up,” he reassured. His gaze met Leah’s, assessing the concern in her eyes. “Has she been under a lot of stress lately?”Leah frowned slightly, shaking her head. “Stressed? I don’t think so. She’s been resting enough, just like you suggested.”The doctor nodded but maintained his serious tone. “Besides physical stress, you’re aware that emotional stress can also trigger a myasthenic crisis, right?”Leah hesitated before answering. “I am,” she admitted quietly. A wave of guilt settled over her. Her mother had always been involved in her struggles, both physical and emotional. She felt she hadn't done enough to protect her mother. She remembered how Big Margaret had stormed into their house, confronting her mother in a way that surely added to her distress. That encounter alone could have pushed her over the edge. But at least now, Big Margaret was behind bars, paying for her

Leah was shaken by what they had just heard.She feared that her grandfather had died.“I think Big Margaret has killed him,” she said, trembling.“We're not sure,” Jeremy said, holding her so that she didn't fall.Leah was shaking, her body rigid with shock, but no tears streamed down her face. It was as if the weight of her emotions had paralyzed her. Jeremy guided her towards the car, opening the door and helping her inside. Without hesitation, he entered the car through the other door and sat beside her, his presence unwavering.Her hands were cold, her breath shallow.Jeremy placed her head on his chest.“Back to the hospital?” Jackson asked politely.Jeremy looked at Leah. She was staring blankly at the seat before her, lost in a daze. He sighed. “No. Take us to the mansion,” he instructed, his tone steady, decisive. Leah wasn't in a good state. He couldn't let her go to the hospital like that just yet. Her mother would become even more worried. Leah heard Jeremy instruct Jack

Leah let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding as she knelt before her mother, taking her hands in hers. “Ma, thank God you're fine. I was worried to death when I didn't find you in the ward,” she said, searching her mother’s face for any sign of discomfort. A gentle smile touched Mama’s lips. “We tried to call you, but your number wasn’t connecting. So we called Noah instead,” she explained. “He hired a taxi and brought us home.” Leah’s brows lifted. “Noah?” “Yes. He just left,” Mama replied. Noah had left Leah in the hospital when he saw Jeremy, claiming he had to attend to something important, but still he rushed back to help her mom knowing she was with Jeremy. That was just his nature. Noah was so pure hearted. But why didn't he stay back. Was he trying to cut himself from her? The thought of that hurt Leah. She wouldn't let it. “Where were you?” Mama asked, curious. “Ma, I had to attend to something very important. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you were discha

Conrad was stressed and needed to relax. Not sleep ‘relax’, or any other kind of rest. He needed his woman.He attempted to touch Sarah but she kept resisting him.He was burning with desire. Sarah had been denying him of sex for some time now, but Conrad didn't make a fuss about it because he thought it could be the pregnancy hormones.But tonight, he needed her badly.“Stop it, please,” Sarah said softly, pushing his hand away and slightly adjusting herself on the bed.“Come on, baby. You know it's been a while. I'm starving,” Conrad said, his voice sounding desperate, like someone in need.He moved closer to her again, and Sarah could feel the unmistakable pressure of his arousal pressing against her. He rubbed her shoulders with his hands and kissed her neck and shoulders.It irritated Sarah.“Stop it, I said,” she yelled now, sitting up on the bed.“Please, just give me some tonight. I miss you so much. Don't you miss me?” Conrad asked, his body on fire.“Conrad, I'm so tired and