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The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Hundred Twenty-Two
CelesteThe docks were quiet when I arrived.The kind of quiet that didn’t feel peaceful — just hollow. The kind that made every sound echo too loud. Tires crunching over gravel, the low hum of engines idling somewhere in the dark, the faint slap of water against the pier.A few patrol cars were parked along the stretch, their red and blue lights washing over the fog like slow-moving ghosts.Nicholas’s car was easy to spot — sleek black, tinted, the kind that didn’t belong anywhere near rusted shipping containers and salt-stained wood. He stood near the barrier tape, coat collar turned up, speaking with one of the investigators. Theodore was beside him, gloved hands folded neatly behind his back, his calm at odds with the scene around us.Nicholas noticed me as soon as I stepped out of the car. His expression was grim, eyes shadowed by fatigue and something heavier — pity, maybe.“Celeste,” he said quietly. “I wish there’d been another way to tell you. But you needed to see this yours
The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Hundred Twenty-One
CelesteThe scent of antiseptic had started to fade from the room, replaced by something softer — the faint sweetness of the flowers Amara had insisted on bringing every morning. A few days had passed since everything changed, and for the first time in years, I could breathe again.Almost.Sebastian was propped up against his pillows, sunlight spilling over the edge of the curtain and washing his skin in gold. The bruises along his temple had lightened, the bandage on his arm replaced with clean gauze. He looked better — stronger — but still fragile in ways that broke me to see.He looked up as I entered. “You’re early,” he said, a small smile tugging at his lips.“I wanted to check your vitals before the doctor comes.” I tried to keep my voice light, teasing, the way he liked.He chuckled softly. “You’re not my nurse, Celeste.”“I might as well be,” I said, adjusting the blanket over his lap. “You keep pretending you’re fine when you’re not.”“I’m better than fine.” His eyes softened
The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Hundred Twenty
CelesteFor a heartbeat, no one spoke. The words hung in the air like fragile glass — beautiful, dangerous, waiting to break.Sebastian’s gaze met mine, and though he said nothing, his eyes told me everything. Are you sure? they seemed to ask. I didn’t know if I was. But when I looked at Amara, sitting so small and wide-eyed beside his bed, I realized that there were no perfect moments for truth. Only the ones that mattered.And this one mattered more than anything.I knelt down in front of her, brushing a curl away from her forehead. “That’s right.” My voice trembled, but I kept my smile gentle. “He was far away for a long time, but not anymore.”Amara blinked, confused. “Not anymore?”Sebastian’s voice came next — quiet and rough, but full of warmth. “She means me, sunshine.”Her little mouth fell open. “You’re… my daddy?”“Yes,” he whispered. His hand trembled slightly as he reached toward her. “I’m your Daddy.”Silence. A single, fragile heartbeat.Then Amara gasped, the sound ca
The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Hundred Nineteen
CelesteThe morning light crept across the hospital floor, soft and pale, spilling over Sebastian’s bed.I hadn’t closed my eyes all night. My body was exhausted, but my mind—my heart—refused to rest.He remembered.Even now, the thought felt fragile, unreal. Every time I looked at him, I half expected to wake up and find it gone, like some cruel dream. But when he turned his head toward me, his eyes still found mine the same way they used to—steady, knowing, and impossibly full.He remembered everything.The night in the bar. The morning after. The promises we never got to keep. And most of all—Amara.I drew a quiet breath, watching his chest rise and fall beneath the white sheets. He looked better this morning. Color had returned to his face, and the weak smile he gave me when he caught me staring nearly undid me.“Morning,” he said, voice still rough from sleep.“Morning.” I smiled faintly, fingers tightening around the cup of coffee I’d been nursing for an hour. “You’re supposed t
The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Hundred Eighteen
SebastianDarkness.It’s all I can see.It stretches endlessly, swallowing everything — sound, color, memory. But beneath it, somewhere deep, there’s a faint echo. A heartbeat. Slow. Unsteady. Mine.Then—A flash.Laughter.Soft, breathless.Her voice.“Sebastian…”It’s distant, like a whisper under water. I reach for it, but it slips through the dark. My body feels heavy, pinned down by invisible hands. I try to move, but the world around me doesn’t exist yet. Only fragments.The smell of rain.A woman in a white dress at the bar.A single tear glistening on her cheek.Then another flash — headlights, screeching tires, a shout. My chest tightens as pain rips through my ribs. The memory burns bright for a second before fading again into nothing.I don’t know how long I’ve been here — drifting between the past and the present, between life and something else. But then I hear her again.Softer this time. Closer.“Please… wake up.”Her voice trembles, and that sound… it cuts through the
The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Hundred Seventeen
CelesteThe sound of the heart monitor was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. That steady, rhythmic beeping — proof that he was still here.Sebastian looked so still, so unlike himself. The man who once commanded every room he entered was now lying motionless beneath the pale hospital lights. Machines hummed softly around him, and my own heartbeat seemed to sync with his.I reached out, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. His skin was warm, but too pale. “Sebastian,” I whispered. “Please… wake up.”I’d lost him once before. I couldn’t lose him again.And then—his fingers twitched. It was small, barely there, but enough to send my breath catching in my throat.“Sebastian?” My voice broke. I leaned forward, almost afraid to hope. “Can you hear me?”His eyelids fluttered open slowly, like it took everything in him to do it. His eyes searched the ceiling, then me. Confusion, pain, and something unspoken flickered there. The machines hummed louder for a moment, the so
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