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Chapter Five
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My Billionaire Husband is My Baby's Father Chapter Ten
Sera Silence descended upon the tiny school clinic, so thick and heavy that the faint ticking of the wall clock sounded like thunder.I stood paralyzed, my arms trembling slightly as I held Nathan against my hip. My heart pounded against my ribs like a trapped bird. Starting today, my money belongs to him. The words echoed through my head, carrying a weight that felt entirely too personal, too profound for a cold, tactical contract marriage.Teacher Sarah looked like she was about to faint, her eyes wide as saucers as she stared at Alexander Montenegro—the legendary corporate titan—standing in a colorful elementary school clinic, declaring his fortune belonged to a five-year-old boy.Alexander didn't break eye contact with me for three agonizing seconds. The intense, dark obsidian of his gaze burned into mine, holding a strange, unreadable shadow that made my breath hitch in my throat.Then, just as quickly as the shift had occurred, his face snapped back into its impassive, stone-ca
My Billionaire Husband is My Baby's Father Chapter Nine
Sera The quiet hum of the luxury Maybach engine was the only sound breaking the heavy silence inside the leather cabin.Outside the tinted windows, the harsh glare of the late afternoon sun had begun to soften, casting long, golden shadows across the pavement as the city slowly transitioned toward evening. I sat in the rear passenger seat, staring blankly at my lap, where my hands remained tightly clasped. The platinum diamond band on my left finger felt unusually heavy.My mind couldn't stop racing back to the sheer chaos that had detonated on the administrative floor just an hour ago.“She isn't a random employee. She is my wife.”The image of Tiffany Vance’s face was still vividly burned into my memory. Her jaw had dropped so wide it looked almost grotesque, all the color draining from her cheeks until she looked like a ghost in a sharp crimson suit. The absolute silence that had washed over the gathered crowd of employees was so thick you could have heard a pin drop on the marble
My Billionaire Husband is My Baby's Father Chapter Eight
Sera After a satisfying lunch brought up by Clifford, Alexander turned his attention back to his stack of pending reports with characteristic detachment.“Clifford,” Alexander called out without looking up from his tablet. “Take her down to the main administrative floor. Show her the workspace, tour her through the essential areas of the building, and make sure she collects her onboarding files from her desk.”Clifford swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and flashed a bright grin. “You got it, boss. Come on, Sera. Let’s go show the first lady where the magic—and by magic, I mean endless paperwork—happens.”I stood up, smoothing the front of my cream silk dress. I gathered my handbag and glanced toward the executive desk.“Alright, Xander,” I said softly, my voice carrying clearly across the quiet room. “I’ll head down with Clifford now.”A sharp, audible choke echoed from the corner of the office. Clifford violently spat out his water, his eyes bulging as he snapped his head back
My Billionaire Husband is My Baby's Father Chapter Seven
Sera The sleek Maybach glided smoothly into the private executive drop-off zone of Montenegro Global Holdings. The moment the chauffeur opened the rear door, the ambient noise of the bustling corporate lobby seemed to hush.I stepped out first, smoothing down the cream silk wrap dress, followed closely by Alexander.As we walked through the towering glass entrance doors, the collective gaze of dozens of employees, junior executives, and security guards instantly locked onto us. Alexander cut an imposing, formidable figure in his charcoal suit, his expression carved from pure ice. He strode forward with long, authoritative strides, completely ignoring the nervous greetings thrown his way.“Good morning, Mr. Montenegro—oh!”“Who is that with him?”“Is that an applicant? Why is she walking beside him through the lobby?”The low, frantic hum of gossip rippled across the polished marble floor. I kept my chin high, my posture poised and immaculate, ignoring the curious and judgmental whisp
My Billionaire Husband is My Baby's Father Chapter Six
Sera “Mommy, why are you wearing a fancy dress today?”Nathan tilted his head back, his bright brown eyes locking onto mine as I knelt on the living room rug to zip up his windbreaker. He reached out a tiny finger, gently touching the silky cream fabric of the wrap dress Iya had insisted I wear.I smiled, cupping his warm, chubby cheek in my hand. “Mommy has a very important second interview today, sweetheart. Remember what I told you last night? If everything goes well, I’m going to start working for a new boss, and we might move to a bigger place soon.”Nathan’s face instantly lit up. “The place with the giant red robot money?”I chuckled softly, pressing a kiss against his forehead. “Yes, Mr. Driver. The place with the robot money. But you have to promise Mommy to be extra good for Auntie Iya today, okay?”“I promise!” He wrapped his arms tightly around my neck, giving me his signature bear hug. “Do your best, Mommy! Win the interview!”“I will, my love.”“Alright, little man, let’
My Billionaire Husband is My Baby's Father Chapter Five
Sera“You agreed to WHAT?!”I practically threw myself across the wooden coffee table, slamming my hand over Iya’s mouth before her voice could echo any further into the hallway.“Shh! Iya, keep it down!” I hissed, my heart hammering against my ribs as I glanced nervously toward the cracked bedroom door. “Nathan is already sleeping! Do you want to wake him up?”Iya pried my hand off her face, her jaw practically hanging open, her wide eyes practically bulging out of her sockets. She stared at me as if I had suddenly grown a second head, her hands clutching her sofa cushion so tightly her knuckles turned white.We were sitting in the small living room of our shared apartment, two cold mugs of chamomile tea resting untouched on the glass table between us. The clock on the wall read half-past nine in the evening. Outside, the quiet hum of night traffic vibrated softly against the windowpanes, but inside our living room, the air felt electric.“Sera, tell me you are joking,” Iya whispered
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