All Chapters of The Billionaire's Reluctant Baby Mama: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

AraThe last two weeks were exciting and filled with the new memories we made during this time. They felt absolutely perfect. Fabian and I spent most of our days either in bed, lounging in the indoor pool, or at the beach. On a few days, we explored the island during the day, but most of the time, it was at night that we visited the different restaurants on the resort. But now, now it was time to go back home. And if there was one thing I was sure of, it was the fact that I didn't want to go back home. I felt like staying at the resort forever.There were so many things that needed my attention back at home. My son was top of the list. Quincy was also high up there, so it was never even an option to stay back at the resort forever. I just had to pack up all my feelings and go back home.I did think, though, that the purpose of the vacation had been accomplished. Fabian looked so happy, and we had such a freedom with each other—something that hadn't been there before. I was still held

AraFabian and I got home, and it felt simple and serene—for a few hours. We shared a meal together and went to bed together. The next day, though, Fabian was ready to go to work, and it felt like it was time for me to talk to Quincy.I called my brother as soon as Fabian left for work. I was so tired of the lies and all the deceit; it felt like I was bubbling and would erupt very soon if I didn’t tell Quincy everything—if I didn’t stop this façade. It was not what I wanted for myself. It was never what I wanted. I was just so blind then. I didn’t realize that I was digging my grave deeper and deeper. It didn’t really occur to me that I would find no satisfaction in this game of revenge. After all that planning, I just wanted nothing to do with it at this point.“Ara,” Quincy said when he picked up the call.“Quincy, I have been out of town. I want to speak to you. Are you home?” I asked. I fought to keep the urgency out of my voice, but I knew that it would be very hard for Quincy no

FabianThe drive could have been five minutes given the way Eric and I were driving, but it felt like ten hours, and we got to Quincy's house later than we should have. First of all, we were elated because parked in the driveway was my car, the car that most of the staff said they saw Ara driving with out of the compound.But as we moved closer and knocked at the door, and knocked and knocked, dread filled the both of us. I could see in Eric's face that he was just trying to be strong, and he was actually very affected by the events that were unfolding."Should we force the door open?" Eric asked. We had been knocking for a while, and it was clear that no one was in the house. At least, no one was willing to open up the door.For a second, I wanted to say we should leave, call the police and come back later, but I couldn't be given an award for being a reasonable person. I knew that I was more unreasonable than reasonable. My wife's car was parked outside, she wasn't answering her cal

Fabian"Your Mama will be fine, okay? Don't worry," I said to him. I was lying to the little boy within moments of meeting him. It was not one of my proudest moments, but it was also something that I knew was right and needed to be done. I had to encourage him."Okay," William said and moved towards Tricia before she carried him up. He looked like he was sleepy."Will you be here tomorrow?" William asked. I liked his name a lot. It was a strong and solid name, just like the kind of name I would have given my son. I didn't know that it would be so easy to fall in love, especially with someone that I had just met. But there was this strong bond that I felt with him just then."I am not going anywhere," I said to him. I was already planning how I would be here till the next morning. I found very quickly that I badly didn't want to disappoint William. I wanted him to feel happy and loved."I want to go to bed now," he continued, and I nodded my head. I let out a breath that I didn't even

FabianIt was the morning after I got to Quincy's house and saw blood on his living room floor. A lot had happened since then. I have now been reunited with my son, a child that I loved more than life, but I didn't even know existed until a few hours ago, and now it felt like without him my life would be meaningless.My mother also met her grandson too, and she was smitten with him. It was to the extent that it would have been so bad and awkward if it were not reciprocated, but he loved her very much. They would have the best relationship, I was sure of it, and I was so happy for the both of them. Or I would have been so happy if the situation and the circumstances were normal, which they were not, and so the only thing that was on my mind was how to find Ara. The police were doing a lot of work in this case. The pushing that they got from several of my friends and the people around most probably helped, but I felt like this was progress — the fact that they were working. That didn't