บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Hidden Son: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

“When is aunt Jolie coming to pick me up tomorrow?” Jayce asked Blake, cuddling up against his father's body after Blake read his bedtime story to him. It was the first week in December and it had been four months since Stacy left him and four months since she and Jake had died in a plane crash on their way from Las Vegas to Spain.“I'm not sure, but she should come later in the day after you return from school.” He told Jayce, who had been so clingy since the departure of his mother. For now, what the little boy believed was that his mom was just on a trip when her plane crashed. Blake wanted him to believe that until he grows up and can hear the actual truth. “Are you having a change of mind?” Blake lifted him onto his legs. “Do you want me to tell aunty Jolie not to come pick you up?”Blake's mom wanted to host all her four grandkids for the weekend. This she always does about four or five times in a year. Jolie was going to pick Jayce up tomorrow Friday and drop him off with her

Four months later, on Valentine's day, Kurt arrived at her door early in the morning. It surprised Juliet to see him so early in the morning; she was just about to leave for work herself."What are you doing here by this hour?" she asked as she let him in. "Aren't you supposed to be on your way to the office?""Yea, office, it can wait for later," he said. "Happy valentine's," he gave her the shopping bag he was holding. "Happy valentine's day to you too," she collected the bag and opened it. “Oh, my God!” she gushed. The bag contained two boxes, one with a pair of earrings and the otter a wristwatch."Thank you. " She looked into his eyes.“Do you like them?’’ He asked with a little smile. "I love them. Thank you so much.”"You are welcome," he grinned sheepishly.It delighted his heart that Juliet liked what he got for her. "I got you something too," she said. "But it's in the car. I was planning to call you later.”"Aww, thank you." He wished he could pull her into his arms at

“No, you are not a fool,” she pleaded. “Please hear me out. I never cheated on you.” “Oh, really?” He walked towards the door and left without uttering another word. Juliet's heart clenched when Kurt shut the door with a slight bang. She knew she had lost the love of a good man; a man who had been nothing but good to her. "My God, what have I done?" She started crying uncontrollably. "I'm done for!" She fell to the ground as the intensity of her misery overtook her. She couldn't believe all her hopes and dreams about being Kurt's wife someday had suddenly crashed. Juliet met a married man; Mr. Craig, a little over a year ago at a conference for accountants in town. They became close during the five days conference even though they were working for different companies. He would always call her once in a while, and they would chat for hours on the phone. Mr. Craig had told her from the onset that he and his wife were having a difficult time in their marriage. It did n

“I think we have to stop here guys,” Tasha said to her students an hour later with her usual disarming smile. “We’ll meet again next week.” “Thank you Dr. Tasha,” the students erupted. Tasha put her tabletop into her leather briefcase bag. “You all have a good evening,” she said and walked out of the lecture room. “You too,” the students said to her back. She quickly made her way to the faculty parking lot, shivering as the winter cold blew into her face. Tasha opened her SUV car door, dropped her briefcase bag on the passenger seat before she sank into the driver's seat and started the car. She backed out of the parking lot to link the road that led to the campus’ main gate. Tasha arrived at her doorstep seventeen minutes later and the front door opened before she pressed the doorbell. “Hey sweetheart!” Grant's face lit up as if they were just seeing each other in weeks, instead of a few hours ago. “Hey you too,” she walked in. “Is someone missing me already?”

Juliet stood up from the sofa with a sad smile after a few minutes and went into the kitchen to get some fruits. She opened her fridge and pulled out the vegetable basket, but a wave of grief overtook her. She had to pull the basket back into its place and shut the fridge. Juliet left the kitchen and went to the balcony, sitting on the cane chair she recently put there. She hadn't realized how much she missed Kurt until she heard his voice that evening. She missed everything about him; his touch, his smile, the way he loved her. Above all, she missed his companionship. The first few weeks without him were awful, to say the least. The journey had been so lonely. Apart from her sister, she didn't have any close friends. All her friends were married and her friendships with them sort of fizzled out. Many nights she would lie awake, finding it difficult to sleep. She would turn and toss from the ache of loneliness for hours before falling asleep. It was only the thought of her unborn