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The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 114 This Stops Now
(James)My parents’ penthouse is exactly anyone would expect an uber-rich person’s house to be: glass, chrome, and ego.I should say my father’s penthouse. Mother never wanted this, her heart will always be in the Hale Mansion. My heart is less and less there every day.But Mother will do anything for the Hale patriarch, so here they are.Living in what is essentially an oversized man-cave. She hates it. He doesn’t give damn what she thinks.Everything in this place screams curated power. Every sculpture, every rare art book no one’s ever opened, every low-slung designer sofa chosen for magazine spreads, not comfort.Except for his leather recliner chair. That is built for comfort.I push the baby in. His capsule clipped onto the wheel frame. He’s sleeping soundlyMy father’s voice comes first.“Son,” he says from that ridiculous armchair, something custom-made by a dead Italian’s company whose waiting list had a waiting list. “What the hell do you have there?”“It’s a baby, you prob
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 113 Some Part of the Truth
(James)The baby is asleep.I lay him in his bassinet in the nursery Serena and I set up for him and tuck him in.“There you go, Little Champ. You get some sleep. I’ll be here.”I’m standing in the nursery, staring at the monitor screen blinking red like a silent witness to something I’ve been too blind to see.Savannah left him here. Screaming. With no nanny on shift from her care team. And my junior staff were clearly out of their depth.I didn’t want to believe it when Serena said Savannah wasn’t ready. But now I have to explore the possibility she is right about that.I walk back out to the sitting room where Savannah still is. Serena is gone again and I wish she’d stayed around a little longer.“I’ll take care of him tonight,” I say before she can speak. “He’s already down. You can rest.”Her smile wavers. “Maybe I could stay here with you both for a while? Just a few hours.”I don’t raise my voice. I don’t need to. “Savannah, no. That’s not happening. He’s already settled. And I
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 112 You Promised He’d Be Okay
(Serena)James is still standing in the doorway staring at me. “I didn’t know you’d be here.”“I thought you were out of the city. I needed some of my things.”“I came back early. I’m not sure this is a good idea…”What is he talking about? “You messaged that I could come anytime. I wasn’t staying…”“I mean being here with the baby. Are you okay to do that?”“I had no intention of being near the baby. But it seems his mother left him here crying. And apparently it isn’t the first time.”In this moment, I speak up for the baby. Because no one else is.“Of course you’d say that. You hate Savannah.” He holds his arms out like I can just hand the child over to him and all will be right with the world.I don’t hand the baby over.I adjust him against my shoulder instead, because he’s finally starting to breathe right again. His cheek is warm against my skin. His tiny body beginning to relax.His eyes drop to the baby, red-faced, exhausted, clinging to my blouse with his small fists. His li
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 111 Boundaries and Babies
(Serena)Ronan’s restaurant choice is predictably perfect.A private room, muted lighting, and a wine list that could pay for a semester of culinary school. But I didn’t come here to be impressed romantically.And I didn’t come alone.Haylee is walking in beside me. She gives Ronan a polite nod as he stands to greet me.“You brought backup,” he says, one brow arched.“I brought my best friend,” I say. “You know. In case this turned into some dramatic rooftop confession about fate. This is a business dinner.”Haylee giggles. “She means if you get handsy or poetic, I’m the one calling security.”Ronan smiles. “Well, you ruin all my fun.”“Good,” I say, settling into the booth. “Because I’m still a married woman, regardless of what my brother said happened.”“Wes thinks you deserve someone who sees you. I don’t disagree with him,” Ronan replies smoothly. “But I also know you haven’t expected anything except a business dinner, so let’s talk business.”He means it. I can tell. His flirtat
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 110 Finding The truth
(James)I land on the 74th floor and the entire Hale Tower shifts into motion.They see me. Everything sharpens. Cleaner lines, quieter voices, faster steps.A cup of black coffee is already waiting in the glass-walled corner office. Triple-filtered.No sugar. No cream. Perfect.“Mr. Hale, good morning,” Arden says as she steps into stride beside me. Impeccably tailored grey suit, hair back, tablet in hand. “COO-level briefings start in twenty. Leo has finalized encryption on the venture doc for the Emirati delegation. And Camilla wants five minutes about the Zurich deal.”“She can have four,” I say, scanning the morning alerts Theo left flagged on my desk.Arden gives the smallest nod. “Also… your father called. Twice.”“Let him wait.”Across from me, my personal office stretches across half the floor. Crystal skyline. Oak-and-black steel fixtures. Minimalist luxury. Power incarnate.This place is built to run countries.“Arden, cancel my one p.m. I’ll be at the mansion this afternoo
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 109 The Tonic of Real Life
(Serena)The smell of proofing dough hits me the moment I step through the back entrance of my bakery.It’s familiar. Safe. Mine.Leo’s already bouncing behind the espresso machine, headphones in, twisting shots and frothing milk like it’s a dance routine. He sees me and immediately tears one bud out.“You’re here!” he chirps. “Thank God. I was about to start free-styling over pastry orders again.”“Please don’t,” Alex says dryly from behind the counter, not looking up from the work iPad. “We lost two regulars last time.”The banter is easy, like stepping into a perfectly choreographed play. But something inside me is slower. Heavier. I know I belong here. This is the world I built from scratch.But I feel like an observer in my own life at the moment.“Hey boss,” Rosa says, coming out from the kitchen, apron streaked with raspberry compote. “Don’t think we didn’t notice the latte art’s gone downhill since you left. Leo tried to do a phoenix and ended up with a shrimp.”“Rude,” Leo mu
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