All Chapters of A Baby For my Ex Fiancé Cousin : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

One Night Stand“Take me to a club,” Isabella said, her voice barely above a whisper but laced with urgency.Xavier glanced at her, his grip tightening on the steering wheel. “A club? At this moment?”“Please,” she insisted, still staring blankly out the window.He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Isabella, it’s late. Maybe you should—”“I don’t want to think, Xavier!” she snapped, turning to face him for the first time. “I don’t want to sit in my room and cry all night. I need… I need to forget.”Silence stretched between them. Then, finally, he nodded. “Fine. But I’m not leaving your side. Not even for a second.”She didn’t respond. She just stared back out at the city lights flashing by. Her heart was still racing, still breaking. Tyler and Nuella. Her best friend. How could they? Three years of loyalty, love—thrown away like garbage.Her hands clenched into fists. “Forget it. Just forget it.” She kept mumbling to herself.The club pulsed with music, the air

PregnancyIsabella woke up with a wave of nausea so strong that she barely made it to the bathroom. She sat on the cold tile floor, hugging her knees, breathing heavily. The dizziness, exhaustion, and the unsettling feeling in her stomach were getting worse by the day. At first, she chalked it up to stress—after all, her entire life had just collapsed. But deep down, something didn’t feel right. A few weeks have passed since Isabella walked out of her family home with nothing but a small bag and the little cash she managed to withdraw before her father froze her accounts. She had been staying in a modest hotel, stretching every dollar while trying to figure out her next move. But things weren’t getting any easier. She had been job hunting tirelessly, but every door seemed to close before she even knocked. “This can’t just be stress,” she muttered to herself, staring at her pale reflection in the bathroom mirror.With a shaky breath, Isabella decided to go to the

Unfinished BusinessAs night fell over Manhattan, the city felt alive, buzzing with anxious energy. Xavier Carter stood by the big windows of Carter Ventures. He had his hands in his pockets, staring out at the view.To anyone who glanced his way, Xavier looked like a man who had it all together. He seemed calm and composed. But inside, he was anything but that.The moment Isabella Patterson stepped back into his life, something inside him shifted. He thought he was over all of it. He tried to convince himself that whatever unresolved feelings he had were gone. But one look at her, and he knew the truth. Isabella was the one thing he could never just push away. Now, here she was again. And she thought she could just avoid him. That made him smile. She really should have known better.His eyes flicked to the sleek black envelope sitting on his desk. The name Isabella Patterson was written neatly on the front. Four years had gone by without him reaching out. He thought he was past

Xavier's DeterminationXavier Carter was not the type to easily let things go. He wasn’t the kind of guy to turn his back on people, especially not on Isabella Patterson. For years, the weight of her sudden disappearance had sat heavily on his shoulders. Day after day, he replayed their moments together in his mind. He searched for answers, any clues about why she left without a trace. And now that she was back, standing just out of reach, he was determined not to let things fall apart again.As he stepped out of the restaurant, Xavier's mind was racing. He had hoped for answers that night. Instead, Isabella gave him nothing but more questions. He felt lost. One thing was clear. He wasn’t going to let her slip away again. ---The Following MorningXavier sat at his desk, staring blankly at his computer screen. The numbers and reports in front of him blurred into a jumble of meaningless text. His thoughts kept drifting back to Isabella. She had always been good at hiding her feel