All Chapters of His To Own: Daddy's Secret Desires.: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

MATILDA'S POVMy body shook as I ran my hands over my tummy. "What do you mean by that?" Fear took over me entire being."Gestational diabetes can cause complications such as fetal macrosomia, preterm birth, or stillbirth," Doctor Beatrice explained slowly."So you're saying I have this gestational diabetes..." My voice broke, and I swallowed hard to stop the tears threatening to spill. "And It could harm my baby? It could..." I couldn’t even bring myself to say the word.The doctor’s face softened, but her expression remained serious. "Matilda, I know this is overwhelming, but with proper management, monitoring your blood sugar levels, following a healthy diet, and using insulin, we can significantly reduce the risks to both you and your baby."I nodded, barely hearing her. My mind was spinning, every fear I had ever felt suddenly amplified. This was my first pregnancy, and I had done everything right or so I thought. How had this happened?"But what if..." My voice trembled again. "

DOMINIC'S POV."When are you coming back?" I asked Saraya.I heard her chuckled. "Don't be dramatic, Dominic, I just left.""But it feels like forever." I told her. "Saraya," I called her name softly. "I really mean it when I said I've fallen for you and you're the one I've been waiting for. Do the honour of being my woman and I promise never to let you let down."“Dominic,” she said, her voice low and hesitant. “You barely know me. What if I’m not what you think I am? What if this—” she paused, as though she was searching for the right word to use. “What if we’re moving too fast?”I leaned against the swirling chair, gripping the phone tighter. “Saraya, I know what I feel. I’m not some impulsive guy who throws words around without meaning them. I’ve waited for someone like you for so long, and now that I’ve found you, I’m not letting fear or doubt take this away from us.”There was a pause on the other end of the line, long enough for my heart to start racing. I held my breath, waiti

SARAYA'S POV.I read the message again before sending it to Dominic. Somehow, I felt bad for training his proposal and yet he was still there for my parents.It made me look cruel and selfish but I was grateful he was taking it well.I dropped my phone and continued reading through the documents piled in front of me.Two hours passed and I yawned loudly. I still had a long way to go looking through the heap of documents I haven't touched."Here is a cup of coffee." Gabby gently placed it on the table.I looked up and smiled at her. "Just what I needed." I grabbed the mug and took a sip. "Thank you.""This is the first time in a long time, I see you desperately want to do something for yourself. You've been going through the company's document for over four hours, shouldn't you take a break?"I glanced at Gabby who stood there with her arms crossed, her brows knitted in concern as she watched me.“I can’t take a break,” I said, shaking my head. “I need to get through these. If I don’t,

ARLAN'S POV.I had gone to the supermarket and stocked up on a lot of groceries. As soon as I got back to my place, I headed straight to the kitchen with my arms filled with bags.“You went grocery shopping?” Bridget’s voice was soft but laced with surprise as she walked towards me to help me with some of the bags.I nodded, placing the bags on the counter. “Yes, and I’m doing the cooking today,” I announced, I caught a shock look on her face. “Don’t give me that look, Bridget.”She quickly schooled her features, folding her hands in front of her. “Of course, sir. But if you’ll allow me, I can help you.”I shook my head firmly but kept my tone polite. “Thank you, Bridget, but I’ve got this. I need to do it myself.”She hesitated. “As you wish, sir. But please let me know if you need anything.”“I will,” I assured her, smiling at her.Bridget lingered for a moment, clearly uncertain about stepping back. I didn’t blame her, she has always took pride in her work, and I respected that. Bu

IAN'S POV.From my room, I watched Mary and my grandmother get out of the car.“They must’ve been at Alex’s,” I muttered, stepping away from the window.For two days, I had been turning over ideas in my head, trying to figure out how to get something on Mary. Something I could use. Nothing solid came to mind, so I finally decided: tap her phone. If she was hiding anything, it had to be in there.I waited until late that night. When I heard the shower running from her room, I knew this was my chance. Quietly, I slipped into her bedroom and spotted her phone on the bedstand. Perfect.Moving quickly, I attached the tapping device and started the process. My hands worked fast and it began to load. The percentage climbed steadily. 70%. 80%. 95%. Almost there.Then her phone rang, disrupting what could have a perfect job.I froze, glancing at the screen. It was Dominic. "Don't tell me it's the same Dominic?" I muttered to myself, "what have they've been talking about?" By now, the loading i