All Chapters of The Billionaire's Wet Nurse: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Diana's povHe was never really in love with me. I should've realized it sooner, but I was too caught up in what I wanted to believe.Late nights, early morning meetings, 'work' always getting in the way of checking in on me… calls at odd hours from strange numbers. It should've been obvious. But it's only when it's too late that the truth hits. And now I'm left with this one question: Why didn't I see it coming?I mean, why didn't I find it strange that my fiancé chose to stay at the office for 'work' while I was at the hospital, barely holding on after losing our child? How could I have been so blind?I walked into the courthouse today, a smile on my face, my heart full of hope. I was ready to marry the man I'd loved for six years, to finally become his wife.The only good thing to come from losing my baby.I don't know when I'd come to terms with the loss, but I was certain that together, we'd find a way through it. I've been so foolish.I stood there, clutching my bouquet, the sec

Diana’s povTwo things hit me, shattering my world into a million tiny pieces.My sister is pregnant.And she's married to my fiancé.The words echoed in my mind, over and over, until I thought I might go insane. It's been three days since I found out, and the pain is still as raw as it had been the moment I saw them leaving the courthouse–– her glowing with happiness, him looking at her like she was his entire world.I'd run then, just like I always did. But this time, I had a destination. Home. My home. A small studio apartment in downtown LA, the one place that was still mine. The one place where I could breathe without feeling like the walls were closing in on me.The drive had been a blur, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. My mind raced with questions I couldn't answer, and a pain so deep it felt like it might consume me.When I finally pulled into the parking garage, my phone buzzed incessantly. The screen lit up with missed calls and voic

Diana’s pov"Hey Diana, it's Mom. You're going to have to talk to me eventually, sweetie".That was the second voice note she'd sent in the last thirty minutes, the fifth in the last eight hours, and the thirtieth in the past twenty four hours.No, she doesn't miss me. And she certainly didn't want to apologize for what happened. That part of her–– the part that felt remorse, the part that cared enough to love and show compassion, was reserved for her favorite daughter, Anna.She's been calling nonstop, texts, voicemails, you name it, all to convince me to sell my ring ever since Brian said it's worth a fortune.That was a week ago–– the same week I quit my job. Or, more accurately, the same week I went into hiding.I decided to turn myself in for fraud at the police station. But when I got there, I was told there was no case against me. I was shocked, until Mom called.Turns out, their wedding hall had been raided by police, and everyone spent the night in jail. Shocking.What was ev