Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Billionaire Baby Daddy Wants Me Back: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

BernardBeing around Rachel was hard.Especially when I had to keep my hands to myself and pretend like the space between us wasn't killing me. Over the past week, I had done everything I could to respect her wishes, even keeping our conversations strictly about Ron, but I didn't know how much more I could take.And I had no idea how to make things better.How was I supposed to when she wouldn't even look at me?In the mornings, she didn't linger over breakfast anymore and instead ushered Ron out the door as soon as he was done. In the afternoons, she sat as far away from me as possible in the car and didn't say a word until Ron got into the car and filled the silence. However, dinners were much worse. Gone were the warm hugs and bright smiles she gave me when I got home from work. Instead, they were replaced with a stiff greeting and a nod in my direction.I had well and truly messed things up.Why couldn't I seem to make her happy?Over the past few days, I had considered going to h

Bernard"Bernard, I wasn't expecting you-"I pushed past him and stepped into the apartment. "Don't. We both know why I'm here."My father lingered in the doorway, his drink in his hand. A moment later, he shrugged and shut the door. Then he finished off his drink and set it down on the table by the door. He turned, so he was facing me directly, and said nothing."How could you? Carla, really? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, considering what you've tried to do in the past.""Everything I've done has been in your best interest," he replied without missing a beat. "I know you can't see it now, but both my company and Carla are your future. Everything else doesn't matter."I narrowed my eyes into slits. "That's as far as you're concerned. Why is it so hard for you to believe I can make a good life for myself? Why are you so desperate to have me come back to the company?"He straightened his back. "Because it's where you belong.""I don't belong with you," I hissed. "I don't even want t

Rachel"Why aren't dinosaurs around anymore?"Grant paused, his finger hovering over the sheet of paper. "It's because they all died.""That's sad," Ron commented without looking up. "Do you think we can bring them back?""We probably shouldn't," Grant replied, pausing to ruffle Ron's hair. "When you're older, you should see the movie,Jurassic Park. You'll know why."Ron glanced up and gave him a bright smile. "Okay. Mommy, when is Bernard coming back?"I cleared my throat. "He's still on his business trip, sweetheart, remember?""He said he wouldn't be gone for long," Ron replied, with a lift of his chin. "He told me he would take me to the amusement park when he got back.""I'm sure he will." I linked my fingers together over the table. "He's going to call you again later tonight."Ron nodded and went back to his coloring sheet.Conversation rose and fell around us in the restaurant.I looked around at the rows and rows of families gathered, and my stomach dipped. In the background,

RachelThe door creaked open as I pushed it.It made a loud thudding noise when it hit the wall on the other side. I cleared my throat and waved a hand in front of my face. Tiny particles of dust danced on the floorboards. I stepped into the room and yanked the curtains open.Bright sunlight poured in through the windows, giving the room a warm, ethereal glow. Then I spun on my heels and placed both hands on my hips. Having arrived at the Bolton's cabin an hour ago, I had spent the last hour making sure everything was working in order. Since the electricity and water were up and running, it still left the rest of the house.I rolled my sleeves up and stepped back out into the cream-colored hallway with family pictures hung up on either side. With a smile, I traced the pictures and followed them until the end of the hallway, which opened into a kitchen on one side, and a living room on the other.Ron sat in the middle of the living room, legs tucked underneath him and a coloring book o

Bernard"Hello?" I pushed the door open and set my bag down with a thud. "Rach? Ron? I'm home."Silence greeted my statement.I frowned, stepped into the apartment, and kicked the door shut with the back of my leg. Then I glanced around the house, which looked pristine and untouched, like no one had been there in days. When I took another step forward, I heard a low rustling sound. With a frown, I looked down at my feet and saw the envelope. My heart thudded against my chest as I ripped it open, letting two keys fall out.My stomach dipped as I bent down to pick them up.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flutter and noticed the note taped to the back of the door. Hastily, I snatched it up, but I could barely hear anything past the pounding in my ears. I re-read the letter a few times before I was able to understand anything.Rachel was gone.I couldn't believe it.I let my hand fall to my side and scoured the entire apartment, top to bottom. Once I was done, my breathing was heavy,