Semua Bab Baby for Mr CEO: Bab 71 - Bab 80

XavierI gazed at Alice, her lips pouting in a playful mix of annoyance and cuteness. Her brows furrowed, and she shot me a glance, as if to say, "See what you've done?" She held up her notepad, revealing a messy scribble of pen lines, a testament to my disruption.I couldn't help but chuckle, remembering how she moved her pen around the pages of the white sheets as I fucked her mercilessly from behind. Well, it's not like she didn't like it. She even asked for more."It's my fault, I admit it," I said, grinning.Alice furrowed her brows, trying hard to frown more. Unfortunately for her, she only looked cuter."Oh, baby, I'm sorry." I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers. She playfully pushed me away, her eyes sparkling."You can't tempt me anymore," she teased. "Just go away."I held up my hands in mock surrender. "Okay, I'll give you the space you want. Let me just take a break outside in the garden."She smiled, and I couldn't help but notice the way her eyes crinkled at the co

AliceAs I woke up, I was enveloped in darkness. I glanced at the window, judging the time. It was still night, or maybe early morning. I figured I should still be asleep, but something felt off. Xavier was supposed to be wrapped around me, his arms shielding me like a cocoon. That's how we always slept lately, entwined in each other's arms.But now, he was nowhere to be found. I looked around the bed, thinking maybe he'd just shifted positions since he was trying to keep away from me, but the other side of the bed was empty. The last thing I remembered was stumbling upstairs, exhausted, while Xavier stayed downstairs.A pang of worry hit me. Where was he? I threw off the covers and decided to go downstairs to check on him. As I entered the room where we'd had drinks earlier, I called out his name, but there was no response.That's when I spotted him - sleeping on the couch in the sitting room. I walked over to him, gently shaking his shoulder to wake him up. But it was Wendy who stir

XavierI paced back and forth in my living room, my phone glued to my ear as I tried calling Alice for the umpteenth time. An hour had passed since I started calling her, but she hadn't picked up. Worry creased my forehead as I wondered where she could be.Desperate for answers, I decided to call Gloria. As soon as she picked up, I asked, "Gloria, have you seen Alice? She's not home, and she's not answering my calls."Gloria's reassuring tone calmed me slightly. "Don't worry, Xavier. I'll try calling her. If she responds, I'll let you know."I ended the call and quickly messaged Alice: "Where are you? Please let me know. I'm sorry for everything. I'll take the surgery. Just tell me where you are."But there was no response. My heart was racing with anxiety as I rushed out of the house, determined to find Alice. I sprinted to my car, my mind consumed by thoughts of apologizing and making amends.Just as I was about to drive off, I saw Alice running toward the house, her body shaking an

XavierI'm a fool, a big fool, for not remembering the one person who matters most to me - my wife, Alice. What's wrong with me? Why is this sickness trying to destroy me, to take away my memories, my life?Tears streamed down my face as I held Alice's hand in the hospital. I was relieved that the driver had stopped in time, sparing her life. But I couldn't forgive myself for my failure to recognize her, to remember our life together.She groaned softly, and I watched as her eyes fluttered open. "Alice," I called softly.Alice opened her eyes, and they locked onto mine. "Please tell me you remember," she whispered, tears clouding her sparkling eyes, now filled with sadness.I nodded, my heart heavy with regret. "I remember you, Alice. I would never forget you again. I promise. I'm really sorry."I squeezed her hand, hoping she could feel the sincerity in my apology. I vowed to make it up to her, to regain her trust, and to never let her go again.Then, I hugged Alice tight, relief was

AliceAs I watched Xavier prepare to leave, tears welled up in my eyes. He was heading out with a small luggage, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. We comforted each other, Xavier reassuring me that everything would be fine, that everything would work out in the end.I clung to him, feeling a sense of desperation wash over me. "I'll miss you so much," I whispered.Xavier smiled, his eyes filled with love. "I'll miss you too," he said, gently kissing my forehead. He bent down, placing a soft kiss on my stomach, which was already swollen with our child.As we stood by the roadside, he offered to escort me to the publishing house. "How about I take you there? I'm sure you have things to attend to," he said.But I shook my head, not wanting to be apart from him just yet. "No, don't bother. Everything can wait. I just want to see you off."Just then, a car pulled up beside us. The door opened, and Phoebe stepped out. "You don't have to bother escorting him, Alice. I'll take hi