A Baby For The Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

BRIANNA'S POVIT WAS timely. A few minutes later I wondered what would have happened to having him pick Stormy call.He was right there about to take the phone when my eyes fluttered and opened."Your phone." He said pointing at the screen that was well on display . For some reason I was happy with the fact that I had deleted his number earlier on as it would have displayed everything the way it did now.I looked around and saw the plane had landed and people were already getting out, which explains the reason why my phone was ringing in the first place we were no longer flying.It gave a good excuse as well not to pick the call, one of these days, having Stormy call me was going to put me in a big mess.We Walked out of the terminals and made our way out to the car that was waiting to take us home. All through the trip home all I thought about was how to get rid of Stormy for this moment.It was a good thing we arrived here on a weekend as the road was free and soon we were pulling u

BRIANNA'S POVNo matter how the word forgiveness came to flicker more in my mind, the past was something we couldn't let go off, something we couldn't ignore.Seeing that woman triggered a part of his past and with it came many other emotion's I had been trying bai hard to ignore most especially his infidelity.So when he had walked in later to apologize, though a part of me wanted to believe what he was saying to be true, another side of me referred to his past that was already triggered in my mind.He knew this from the way he was speaking. He could tell how angry I was about the whole incident that had happened.Michel had walked in to apologize and I had treated him unkindly, with silence…I couldn't help but see the fact that he felt disappointed both at himself and at the fact that I didn't have it in me to believe him despite what we both shared.One wouldn't blame me either, it was impossible to believe that the devil was capable of redemption.Still I felt the need to talk t

MICHELSON'S POVSHE was fast asleep, right there on my shoulders Brianna was totally as a child without the worries of the world.What else could she have been worried about all those endless nights if not everything that had to do with me.As I pulled into the car pack of the house I was concerned about waking her up and walking her to the door."Brianna, we are home." I muttered.She stirred for a bit but didn't move from where she was after mumbling something in her sleepy state I couldn't make out.Without thinking too much about it I knew I had to help her inside.Good thing I gym…I thought to myself before lifting her clearly off the ground.I strained upon her weight as she weighed more with the pregnancy progressing regardless of that I made my way to the door with her hands circled round my shoulder.A guard stepped to relieve me but I shun him away as I made my way up the step.In the dinning my mother looked up with a worrisome look on her face as she dropped her napkin and

MICHELSON POVI Laid back on the bed like a king, memories of the previous night filling my mind till there were no spaces left for anything else other than her.Loving her felt so good, it came with a sound soul and mind and perfect aura energy that were like perfect ember's in me glowing like the sunset.The sun shimmering through the blinds perfectly spewed my shape on the wall in a perfect shadow, I wasn't so much of a perfectionist but these little things really did make a difference to me, just like the fresh air breezing through the room.I had been so tired that I had only stirred in my sleep when she was trying to tell me she was going downstairs for her early morning yoga session.Wasn't that the way lovemaking was supposed to be like?With the rapture of one soul into another making a perfect eclipse of everything else that stood that didn't matter.Standing up from the bed and staring at my naked frame in the core of a mirror, I smirked at the erection I still had befor

BRIANNA'S POV  I COULD tell something was wrong but  couldn't wrap my finger around it,  the more I tried to think about it the harder it was for me to see. Camouflages, I could tell every bit of it when I saw one and that was exactly what I saw when I walked out of the bathroom and saw him standing right there in the middle of the room. Only a couple of minutes ago I had listened to my chiming sound from my phone. I could have sworn that I heard my phone ringing only for me to step out and find out that I had no calls, not even a notification. About three things I was most positive: First, It was hard for a man like him to stay away fromhis sins. Second, he was trying so hard to and I could see it in the way he looked and Finally, I had this feeling I could trust him again. Yet at th