All Chapters of Impregnated By The Billionaire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

[LINDA'S POV]When I was eleven years old, my grandma once told me that I was really naïve—that I believed too quickly and felt too deeply. That the world was full of dangers and monsters and all kinds of sinners.That I should always be careful when putting my faith in someone.But a few days before she died, she called me into her room and gave me one more piece of advice—one that I could still hear in my head to this day. I was fourteen when it happened, and she was at the teetering age of ninety-one.As I sat in the chair next to her bed, she wriggled her fingers and motioned for me to put my hand in hers. I did as she told me. I held her hand and felt the coldness of her flesh seep into mine. It was that touch I could still feel against my palm, and I could still see myself shivering at how cold she had grown. She had grown weaker, too, with nothing but pale skin clinging to her bones.Grandma said nothing for a long while. I started to think perhaps she had called me just to hol

A few days later, I contacted my brother and told him I wanted to see him, that I wanted to show him something and expected him to help me. I had planned to talk to Ajax that day too. Too anxious to wait for him until dinner, I decided to pay him a visit myself. When Michael saw me that morning, he probably knew what I was about to do. So, he took care of me.He did something to my car—I didn’t know what—because in the middle of the drive, I lost control of the steering, and my car crashed against a tree.Peace.I never found peace. There was no light waiting for me. No angel with wings and open arms.For a long while, I drifted around. I didn’t know what to do or where to go.But then, one day, after a long, long while of aimless wandering, a little girl not more than four came to me.She looked at me and smiled.She told me that her name was Lovette.And that her parents made her with love.I was confused.But then, I saw him.The man I loved, who never loved me back.“Come on, darl

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”Noémie gasped and stumbled on her feet when many people present in the hall screamed at the top of their lungs. The balloons blasted while confetti rained all over her. What the--?Still trying to make sense of what the hell was going on, a pair of arms startled her yet brought her back to reality.“A very happy birthday, my beautiful, lovely wife,” Ajax kissed her cheek and felt her lean body press into him.“You knew...” she whispered, putting the pieces together. That’s why he wasn’t worried one bit. It all made sense now. All of it.Instead of admitting or denying, Ajax only smirked—handsomely at that—and led her further into the room.Noémie noticed the decorations. The big banner with her picture and birthday wishes.Sonia Halest welcomed her with a tight, loving hug. “Many, many happy returns of the day, Noémie. May God bless you with all the happiness in the world.”“Thank you, Mom!” Noémie hugged back, her heart slowly calming down, replaced with a warm rush

It was supposed to be the best day of her life, the most memorable one. However, as Claire Berkeley walked down the aisle with her stand-offish father by her side and the twin daughters of her older brother bumbling and giggling ahead of them, she experienced the strongest urge to throw up she had ever had in her life.One might think she was joking or having a nervous bout, but she was not. In the makeup room, her mother told her it was alright to be scared, to feel like every inch of her skin was crawling with insects and slimy snails. Little did her mother know that it wasn’t the stress of a bride before the wedding she was undergoing; it was much more than that—more than she could put into words in such a short amount of time.With her pale fingers tightly curled around the bouquet of orchids and lilies, and her heart thundering inside her chest like a bolt of lightning in the dark sky, Claire was seething from the inside. Her thoughts were a place too hazardous for her own sanity

“Uncle Vince!”A little girl, not more than five, came scurrying down the stairs the second her excited, bright eyes caught the sight of the black Mercedes pulling up in the driveway.Her dark brown hair flew over her tiny shoulders while Mr. Teddy in her grasp swung back and forth. Her little bunny shoes padded against the majestic red carpet as she crossed the drawing room and rushed through the massive main doors.Vincent had already crouched down on his knees before the little girl launched herself at him.“Who’s the best uncle in the world?” he asked with a huge grin on his handsome face.“Uncle Vince!” the girl chanted in her cute baby voice, as if that was the truest thing in the world.“Who loves Lovette the most?”“Uncle Vince!”“Who gets the best gifts that put mommy, Daddy, and Santa to shame?“Uncle Vince!”“And who gets to throw my little angel up in the air as if she’s flying?”“Uncle—” she didn’t even get to complete the sentence before Vincent tossed her up in the air,