All Chapters of My Billionaire's Baby: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I feel just like a death row inmate who can't turn back! All because of Cedric! He had to change our destination. Instead of going to the apartment, we ended up at his house! Just because he received a dinner invitation from his mother.Getting angry would be pointless. I was flustered because I felt underdressed. Too casual and, well... just not right! I was wearing a knee-length cotton dress with long sleeves, adorned with a bright yellow flower print. I wore a thin scarf as an accessory to cover the traces of Cedric still lingering there.My stomach wasn't too noticeable, probably because I opted for a loose but comfortable dress. As for my shoes, Cedric had replaced them with ones more accommodating for pregnant women. Whatever. Now, my top priority was making sure Baby was comfortable and my ears were at peace without this increasingly talkative man's scolding. Unfortunately, I've already fallen for him. Annoying, isn't it?Oh, back to the sudden issue of g

I suddenly got scared to enter Krystal's room. Anna said, "The boss is already here." She asked me why I wasn't at my desk yet. I did inform that I'd be coming in a bit late and apologized profusely; blaming the heavy traffic during my commute to work and the chatty breakfast I had, which also made Cedric, who was driving, take forever to get here even though there was no traffic jam.He said I shouldn't be grumpy in the morning. But what can I do? That guy is so annoying! Infuriating, really! Seriously. If Cedric didn't keep smiling so sweetly, I'm sure I would have scolded him already. Lately, he's been so good at irritating and annoying me. Strangely, I can't bring myself to be rude or give him sarcastic looks anymore.According to Naomi, I'm affected by Cedric's charm. Geez, I sometimes get confused with the terms Naomi often uses. It's weird but it makes me smile to myself. I'll think about that later; for now, I better focus on reaching Krystal's room door soon.

"Cedric, I'm serious." This time I whine. I don't care if he thinks I'm being childish or anything. Since I asked, Cedric has only responded with a smirk or occasionally touching my chin. It's so annoying! The discussion between Henry and Cedric about the new system doesn't take long. It involves extra funding because it turned out to be beyond the previously agreed estimate when Kelvin and Sarman were still here.Speaking of Kelvin, he isn't involved with Sarman at all. He's doing well and glowing like his face. Seriously. He got a new job with a promotion to a higher level. Maybe it's his family background that paved his career path so smoothly. As for that semi-oriental guy, I have no idea how he's doing. He sometimes sends messages, but I don't bother replying. Why bother? I'm already busy with my own stuff, you know."Are you serious about marrying me?"I shoot him a sharp look."Oh, come on, Joice. Seriously! You're scarier than Krystal.""Yo

I don't know where time went. It passed by so quickly that I didn't even realize it. Maybe it's because I've been so busy and haven't had enough breaks, except for my limited rest time, you know?Suddenly, I found myself in a room with quite a few people. Krystal was there, and also Mrs. Iriana—since I got engaged, I'm not allowed to call her "Mrs. Iriana" anymore, just "Mrs." I complied. I sat quietly while someone fiddled with my face, and my dress was being straightened, I didn't understand.Krystal said I should just accept it. The problem is, I'm a hundred percent sure that when we become husband and wife, and I descend to the venue where the wedding party is held, I'll be surprised. Seriously. I've prepared myself not to get angry or show a sulky face.First, Krystal got involved. Even though she said the invitations were only sent to 150 people, including important colleagues for Blaxton's business, it still couldn't be as simple as I thought, right

Cedric POVI really hate it when Krystal gets pushy. It's like there's no other day for her! Walking around in Washington DC after lunch is just insane! Not to mention, my phone keeps ringing non-stop. Glancing at it, her name keeps popping up again and again. She's so idle, isn't she? Plus, it's so unusual for her to ask for help, usually, she always handles her problems herself.In less than thirty minutes, I arrived at the café near her office. I parked in a hurry and rushed to meet Krystal. As soon as I got there, I could clearly see her sitting at one of the café tables facing her laptop. Krystal's choice of table is always quite noticeable.I think Krystal's whole world revolves around work. I actually feel sorry for her, but what can I do? She likes it that way. I can't stop her at all. Or maybe it's because of something that, well... I can't bring myself to say. I'm afraid it would make her even sadder.Just when I w