บททั้งหมดของ MY BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY WANTS ME BACK : บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

CCare'S POVIt was the day for Kelvin to meet Claire. I was so against it but I do not hav,e the right to control him.He is only helping me. While he goes to distract Claire, I head for Lucas. He was in a meeting, I waited patiently for him not until I felt like I was wasting so much time."I need you to call him." I said to the receptionist who didn't like me.From the look on her face I knew how much she wanted me to get out of sight. As long as she can't speak to my face, her expressions will forever be useless to me."He is in a meeting and he gave an instruction that....""I don't care what fucking instruction he gave, I need to see him now. Or you are at risk." With this I walked to his office.I met his s; inlled assistant com,,ing from his office. She stared at me like I fell from some heaven.; I"Are you....""Yescared care less about whatever shits she had to say. I got into the office and slammed the door. All I want is for Lucas to come see me.While waiting patiently,

I plan POVThe threats were too much, I do not want to put my child in some, stupid risk for no reason. He would nothave to suffer for some stupid reason.wouldcourage I got to speak back at Chloe I am not sure I have that courage to speak again. She might come with some other stupid plans t; youime around.I am not read,y for her madness yet.Immediately I was done with what the company needed, and showed Mirabel a few things that she will need to hwasdle."I am sorry I will have to leave you with the w.oSBCractso handl; theyo not know that this will become more severe, you will have to be sensitive please."I instructed her..."Are you going to be coming back soon?" She asked.I could see the expression on her face that she is tired of me already. There is no way I would stay here sbc act normal, they are just after my life."I won't say for long. It is an emergency, I wouldn't want to, leave you just like that with them anymore." I sighed.Mirabel looked at the edge of the door. She

Kelvin stormed out of Claire’s vacation house, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. His jaw was locked, his entire body vibrating with anger.She had rejected him.After all his efforts, after offering her a way out, she had chosen to remain loyal to Lucas. It enraged him. Claire was supposed to be his, not Lucas’s. And yet, she had dismissed him like he was nothing.He got into his car and sped through the dark, empty roads until he reached Chloe’s house. He didn’t bother knocking. He shoved the door open, startling Chloe, who was lounging on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand.“Kelvin?” She arched an eyebrow. “What’s got you fuming?”“She rejected me,” he spat, pacing the room like a caged animal. “I gave her a chance, Chloe. I told her she could have me instead of Lucas, and she threw it back in my face.”Chloe’s lips curled into a smirk. “Did you actually think she would say yes?”Kelvin shot her a sharp look. “She should have. I would have given her mo

Claire could barely recognize her own anymore. Staring at her reflection in the mirror was hectic.Every morning, she woke up with the same emptiness, the same dread that weighed down on her like a heavy stone. And every morning, she forced herself to her feet, got dressed, and went back to the police station, hoping—praying—that there would be good news that they'd finally found her son.There never was such a news.She walked into the station again, her legs weak, her hands trembling as she gripped the counter. The officers at the front desk recognized her immediately. They didn’t even ask her what she wanted anymore. They knew.One of them sighed, rubbing his temple. “Miss Blake, there’s still no update.”Claire’s chest tightened. “Please,” she whispered. “Check again.”The officer hesitated. “Ma’am—”“Please!” her voice cracked.A heavy silence filled the station, and then a new voice spoke up.“Let me handle this.”Claire turned to see a tall, broad-shouldered man in uniform ap

Lucas lay on his bed, his body burning with fever. His head felt like it was splitting in two, his muscles weak, his throat dry. He barely had the strength to lift his arm, let alone get up. The room was dimly lit, curtains drawn shut, and the air was thick with silence.He had ignored his health for too long. Days without eating properly, sleepless nights filled with stress, and now his body had given up on him.A cold hand touched his forehead, and he groaned, shifting slightly.“Shh,” a soft voice murmured. “Just rest, Lucas. That’s all your body needs for now. Stop fighting it.”He forced his heavy eyelids open, his vision blurry. A figure sat beside him, a damp cloth in her hand. He blinked, trying to focus.Chloe? He wondered as his body tensed immediately.“What… are you doing here?” His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.Chloe gave him a small smile, pressing the cloth against his forehead. “Taking care of you.”Lucas tried to move, but his limbs felt too weak. “How di