All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE ALPHA'S ACCIDENTAL SURROGATE : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Do you always bring cookies when you visit?” I asked, smiling a little.That made her laugh softly. “Always. It’s our little tradition. They call me the ‘Cookie Queen.’”I laughed along with her, imagining all those kids chanting “Cookie Queen” the moment they saw her walk in.“They were so happy to see you,” I said. “It’s like you’re their favorite person in the world.”“Well,” Selene said with a playful smile, “when you bring cookies, it’s easy to be popular.”I leaned back in my seat, finally feeling relaxed. It had been a while since I’d laughed like this, and I was grateful for the moment.“Maybe next time, I can bake something too,” I offered. “I love baking.”Selene’s eyes lit up. “That would be wonderful! The kids would love that.”“It’s a deal then,” I grinned.Selene turned to her driver and said, “Take us to Poppy’s, please.”I looked at her in confusion. “Are we going for lunch?” I asked, tilting my head a little.Selene blinked at me, looking just as surprised. “Lunch? N

His hair was a little messy, like he’d been running his hands through it over and over. His black shirt was wrinkled, and his face looked serious, almost worried. For a moment, neither of us said anything. We just stood there, staring at each other.“Can I come in?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.I swallowed and stepped aside. “Yeah, of course.”He walked in slowly, like he wasn’t sure if I really wanted him here. I closed the door and leaned against it, suddenly feeling nervous. My room felt smaller with him in it — or maybe he just felt larger, like he took up all the air.“Selene told me about what happened at the meeting,” Kai said, turning to face me. “I’m sorry.”“It’s okay,” I said quickly. “I’m used to Zara.”“That doesn’t make it okay,” he said, his jaw tightening. “You’re carrying my baby. You deserve respect.”I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just stared at the floor, tracing the pattern of the rug with my toe.The silence stretched too long, so I blurted ou

I woke up the next morning feeling really sick. My stomach felt like it was twisting itself into knots, and my mouth tasted weird, like something sour. I groaned, pushing the blankets off me, and rushed out of bed. My feet hit the cold floor, but I didn’t even care. I ran straight into the bathroom, dropping to my knees in front of the toilet just in time to throw up.It was awful. My throat burned, my eyes watered, and I felt like my whole body was shaking. After I was done, I sat back on the cool bathroom tiles, breathing hard. “So this is morning sickness,” I mumbled to myself. “Great.”After a minute, I slowly stood up, feeling a little dizzy but not as sick anymore. I walked to the sink and turned on the tap, cupping my hands under the cold water to rinse my mouth. Then I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth, wanting to get rid of that awful taste.When I finished, I lifted my head and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess, and my skin looked a little pale, but

“Meredith!” I groaned louder, but I couldn’t help laughing too.Margaret slid a plate of pancakes in front of her daughter. “Enough teasing. Eat your breakfast before you’re late.”“Fine,” Meredith muttered, drowning her pancakes in syrup. “But seriously, ask him. I bet he’d say yes.”I played with the edge of my sleeve, pretending not to care. “We’ll see.”But deep down, the thought of walking with Kai made my heart race a little faster.After breakfast, I sat in the living room, holding my new phone in my hands. My fingers kept tracing the edges of it, my mind racing.Should I really ask Kai to go on a walk with me? Would that be weird? Would he think I was being clingy? Or maybe he’d say no because he was busy. He was the Alpha after all. But Margaret was right. It wasn’t safe for me to go walking alone, especially now that I was pregnant.I let out a long sigh and stood up, rubbing my hands on my dress to stop them from shaking. “Okay, Lily. Just ask. It’s not like you’re asking h

He glanced down at me, one brow lifting just slightly. “Sure.”I hesitated for a second, wondering if I was about to cross a line. “What about your parents? You never talk about them.”His whole face changed, like a shadow passed over it in an instant. His jaw tightened, and his eyes flicked away from me to the trees ahead. “They’re dead,” he said simply, his voice quieter than usual.“Oh,” I said quickly, regret washing over me for even asking. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up something painful.”“It’s okay,” he said, but I could tell it wasn’t really okay. There was a weight in his voice, like it was something he carried around all the time but never showed anyone.I wanted to ask more — how did they die? When did it happen? Did he miss them? — but I stopped myself. I knew that feeling, the one where you hope people won’t ask because you’re not ready to say the words out loud. So I didn’t push.Instead, I gave him a small