A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy Billionaire
Betrayed by her fiancé and facing an unexpected pregnancy, Alice Bennett sells her apartment, packs whatever pride she has left, and does the only sensible thing: run far, far away for the Christmas holidays.
Her destination? The cozy — and utterly isolated — Snowfall Creek Ranch, a countryside holiday resort in the heart of Texas.
What she didn’t expect was to meet a host so… unbearable.
Marco Hill, the owner of the ranch, is a grumpy, quiet, widowed cowboy. He carries deep scars and a pain that turned Christmas into his worst nightmare.
To his employees, he’s loyal.
To his guests, he’s polite.
To Alice, however… he’s impossible.
But only until she smiles.
With her light humor, charming messiness, and a strength she doesn’t even realize she has, Alice slowly begins to spark warmth where Marco swore he would live in the dark.
He tries to keep his distance.
She tries to stay focused.
But the ranch’s Christmas traditions, the silent snowy nights, and a chemistry neither of them wants to admit pull their guarded hearts closer than either expected.
Between sparks, funny arguments, accidental touches, teasing, and secrets, Alice and Marco discover that…
Sometimes, the best family is the one life rebuilds — even when it starts with heartbreak, an unexpected baby, and one very grumpy cowboy.
And this Christmas, at Snowfall Creek Ranch… love may reignite what once felt forever lost.
Basahin
Chapter: 92. Alice Benette The night before the wedding arrived, bringing with it an anxiety I hadn't felt since the eve of the ultrasound. Only this time it was different—it wasn't fear of the unknown, it was that good kind of butterflies in the stomach, the kind that makes you smile for no reason and forget what you were about to do mid-step. The problem was that I couldn't share this anxiety with the person I most wanted to. "Rule number one of weddings," Rosa decreed, hands on her hips and wooden spoon at the ready. "The groom cannot see the bride the night before. Bad luck, my dear. Terrible bad luck." "But we live together!" I protested. "Not today you don't. Tonight you sleep in the guest cabin with C
Huling Na-update: 2026-03-08
Chapter: 91. Alice Benette The eve of the wedding dawned golden, as if the sun knew that the next day would be special and wanted to warm the earth for the celebration. I spent the entire morning in a state of good anxiety, the kind that makes you smile for no reason and forget what you were about to do mid-step. Marco, on the other hand, was strangely calm. Which, coming from him, was worrying. "You're very quiet," I commented at breakfast, watching him fill his coffee cup for the third time. "What are you plotting?" "Nothing." His smile was too innocent. "Just enjoying the view." "The view is me in pajamas, disheveled, and looking like a hippopotamus." "Exactly."
Huling Na-update: 2026-03-08
Chapter: 90. Alice BenetteThe night before the wedding arrived, bringing with it an anxiety I hadn't felt since the eve of the ultrasound. Only this time it was different—it wasn't fear of the unknown, it was that good kind of butterflies in the stomach, the kind that makes you smile for no reason and forget what you were about to do mid-step.The problem was that I couldn't share this anxiety with the person I most wanted to."Rule number one of weddings," Rosa decreed, hands on her hips and wooden spoon at the ready. "The groom cannot see the bride the night before. Bad luck, my dear. Terrible bad luck.""But we live together!" I protested."Not today you don't. Tonight you sleep in the guest cabin with Chloe. Period.""Rosa…"
Huling Na-update: 2026-03-07
Chapter: 89. Alice BenetteI threw a dish towel at him.After breakfast, he took my hand."Come with me. I want to show you something.""What?""Surprise."I sighed, but I went. Because with Marco, surprises always meant something good.We walked through the ranch, past the stables, the barn, the trail that led to the lake. But instead of following it to the water, he turned onto a path I'd never noticed before, hidden among flowering trees."Where are we going?""You'll see."The trail ended in a clearing that took my breath away.It was the ceremony site.But it was no longer empty. Arches of wildflowers marked the path to a simple wooden altar, decorated with lace and more flowers. Rows of white chairs were positioned on each side, and small lanterns hung from the surrounding tre
Huling Na-update: 2026-03-07
Chapter: 88. Alice BenetteThe bachelorette party was organized in secret, or at least they tried. But on a ranch where the main source of information was a chicken who understood everything, "secret" was a relative term."Surprise!" Chloe shouted when I opened the cabin door and found her, Rosa, and the little old ladies on the porch, all dressed in colorful clothes and holding balloons."Do you really think this is a surprise?" I laughed. "Fiona spent the whole afternoon clucking by the window.""That chicken ratted us out?" Rosa huffed. "I'm confiscating her little bow.""I think she'd like to see you try."Chloe pulled me by the arm, completely ignoring my huge belly as if it were invisible."Come, come, come! The party's at the lake and there's food, drinks, stories, and…" she lowered her voice, "the little old ladies.""Chloe, they hear everything.""I KNOW YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT US!" Teresa shouted from a distance."See?"We walked to the lake under a starry sky and a full moon that seemed placed there int
Huling Na-update: 2026-03-06
Chapter: 87.Marco HillThe night of the bachelor party arrived without fanfare, as if the ranch itself knew it wasn't meant to be a big party, but rather an intimate celebration among friends. João, my foreman and brother at heart, had organized everything in the barn—the same place where, months ago, I had seen Alice walk in for the first time at that Christmas party, beautiful in her red dress, changing my life forever.When I arrived, the barn was lit by lanterns hanging from the beams, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere. A few wooden tables had been arranged in a circle, with beer bottles and snacks that Rosa had prepared. In the center, a guitar rested on a chair, waiting for someone who knew how to play it."There you are, boss!" João greeted me with a strong hug. "Ready for your last night of freedom?""Freedom?" I laughed, sitting at one of the tables. "Marrying with children on the way isn't losing freedom. It's gaining purpose.""Nice speech. Let's see if you repeat that when you're changing diap
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