บททั้งหมดของ Claiming My Baby Mama: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

LEILANI Malcolm had managed to take me home last night. After asking him to book a flight to New York, he said that the next flight would be leaving the next day. So I had to wait. I know he lied because he could simply use his influence to get us to New York at that very moment. I pointed it out, but then he asked if I was just going to travel without telling Melinda. He further asked how I think Melinda would feel if she realised I left the city without bothering to say goodbye. I had broken down at that moment and began to blame myself. Honestly, I do not deserve to be called a mother. How could I even forget about my princess, who was waiting for me at home. Once again, Malcolm calmed me and consoled me before driving me home. That night, we made provision for Melinda to stay with Sienna until we returned. This morning, I woke up feeling less energetic than I thought I would be. I wasn't able to sleep a wink last night as lots of thoughts filled my head. I had tried to get my mind

LEILANI "Go tell the others that we have another victim." "What other victim?" Malcolm asked before I could utter a word. "Come with me," the cop said and gestured for us to follow him into the hospital. All I wanted at that moment was to meet the gynaecologist who had birthed my kids for me. I wanted to know why they never told me I had twins. I wanted to know how they took my daughter without trying to remind me. We trailed behind the cop. Malcolm's eyes were fixed on me the entire time, but I never bothered to look at him. Soon, we got into the hospital's reception. Everywhere was chaotic. Patients were being transferred to stretchers and wheeled out of the hospital. Several women were seated and crying. I watched as the police tried their best to hold them down. Confused would be an understatement of how I felt. I had no idea of what was going on. But whatever it was, I hoped it wouldn't affect me finding out where my baby was buried. "There she is!" One of the women cries a

MALCOLM After Leilani passed out, I made one of the doctors at the hospital attend to her immediately. That was when I found out that she was pregnant and had passed out due to the stress. He also advised that I make sure she doesn't stress herself. After confirming that she was okay, I took her home, as I didn't want her to stay in the same hospital that hurt her. Leilani was unconscious for three days, and throughout that period, I made sure a doctor constantly examined her. Thankfully, she woke up today, easing my worries. When I told her about her pregnancy, I didn't know what to expect. I was happy, yet anxious. I know this is a hard time for her. She was blaming herself, and I knew knowing about the pregnancy would make her worry even more. Initially, I didn't want to tell her about it. But when she began to worry and panic, I knew I had to tell her to make her stress less. Having more children is something exciting to me. However, I wouldn't say the same for Leilani. I'm anxi

LEILANI "You should pull yourself together, Lani. I'm sure you don't want Melinda to worry about you," Malcolm says the moment he ends the call. I didn't say a word and quietly snuggled into his chest. Honestly, I, too, knew I must have frightened Melinda. Heaven knows how she is feeling right now. This is one of the reasons why I said I'm not a good mother. "I'll go heat the milk. You need something to help you calm down," Malcolm says and proceeds to leave the room. Just as soon as he leaves, my phone rings, and I realize it's Sienna after speaking with Sienna. I felt calm and knew that I didn't need the milk to calm me down again, as my best friend had already did. I rose from the bed and found my way down the stairs. I was barefooted, so my feet barely made any sound. Getting to the kitchen, I found Malcolm on a call with his back turned on me. Not wanting to distract him from the call, I quietly stood behind him while waiting for him to finish answering the call. "You mean my

LEILANI “When did we suddenly get to this?” I ask myself. I stood in place, too shocked to move. This was the first time a gun was being pointed at me. Yeah, I live in the United States, and shooting often occurs. But then, this is the first time I’m actually witnessing it. I watched as the guy pulled the trigger. “Is this my end?” I ask. Suddenly, I’m snatched like I weigh nothing and thrown aside. “You really want to die, don’t you?” Malcolm’s angry voice echoes. His voice sounded so far away, yet I was in his arms. My focus was on the masked guy trying to get away. I watch as he slips into one of the hospital rooms. “Baby,” Malcolm calls, shaking me rigorously. “Huh,” I answer absent-mindedly. “Leilani!” he suddenly yells my name. Making me snap out of whatever trance I was in. “He tried to shoot me,” I mumble. “I almost died without meeting my daughter,” I begin to cry. “Almost, but you didn’t,” he says, pulling me further into his arms. “She is dead,” I mumble, point