Lahat ng Kabanata ng Becoming Mom To The Billionaire Daughter.: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

I peeked through the little glass window, heart pounding in my chest, as Shawn’s voice roared from inside Diane’s ward.“You dare show your face here?” he growled,as he tried reaching for Paige's neck again.“Shawn, stop!” I shouted, but he didn’t hear me — or didn’t care. All he wanted was to get a hold of Paige.And when he did,Paige choked, clawing at his hand. “You think I’d hurt my own daughter?”Shawn’s eyes burned. “You think you can still say that after what she’s going through?” His voice cracked as he pointed toward the hospital bed. “She’s barely breathing, Paige!”Darlington burst in, pulling Shawn back again just in time. Paige dropped to the floor, coughing hard, her eyes wild.“I didn’t do anything to her,” she gasped. “Why would I harm my child?”“Because you're not a mother,” Shawn spat. “You only know control, not love!”Before another word could fly, an alarm went off inside Diane’s room.Beep. Beep. Beep.The monitor spiked.I pushed the door open and ran inside. “

The test lab felt more like a kiddies ward than a diagnostics center, all thanks to Paige's constant whining.“The needles are too sharp and pointy,” she complained.“What if the test kits are contaminated, look at the way they are sealed?”“I don’t trust these nurses—you know what, let's go to my personal hospital, it's more certified and sterile.”Every sentence was another brick in the wall of my doubt. Because if you truly carried a child in your womb… if you really birthed her, would you really be this terrified of a simple DNA test?Shawn wasn’t silent about it either.“Paige, cut the antics,” he snapped, voice echoing through the sterile room. “Or should I call the court now and explain why you're avoiding a DNA test?”Her eyes shot bullets, but it didn’t stop him.“Look and glare all you want, but that doesn't change the fact that this isn’t a movie or a skit. It’s a crime scene—and you’re the lead suspect, so drop the entire act.”His words tightened the air like a noose, whi

The corridor was ice.None of them moved.Not after the test result and Diane's consciousness.Not after that whisper from Shawn’s mouth:“Diane… isn’t Paige’s daughter.”Paige stood a few steps away, arms wrapped tight around herself, still shaking her head in denial.Then she spoke.“Shawn, baby please.Remember when we were at Lakeview delivery hospital.You were there. You saw me give birth. We took a picture near the shore—”“Shut up!”Shawn’s voice cracked like lightning.His face—red with fury.“You lied to me! You stole her from who knows who! You made me believe—that proves why you were so hesitant in getting the test done”“I didn’t—I wasn't hesi....”“Shut UP!”And just like that he stood up,eyes burning with rage and infinite fury.Before anyone could stop him, he grabbed Paige's arm and shoved her hard.She drastically stumbled and crashed to the floor, elbow hitting the wall, purse flying from her hand, and jewelleries clinking on the ceramic floor.Gasps rang down the hal

The hospital board had been notified of "severe conflict of interest, suspected interference, and emotional instability surrounding Diane's case." That was the official statement. But everyone knew what it really meant: The court was stepping in. The news came early in the morning, just after I had finally dozed off beside Diane, her tiny fingers curled into mine. A gentle knock came at the door, and then the hospital administrator entered, accompanied by a solemn-looking nurse and two uniformed court officials. Darlington, Shawn, and I were in the room. Paige was not—not after what happened. The timing felt deliberate, as if they knew we were all present. The officials didn’t waste time. One stepped forward and handed me a document sealed with the court’s official documents. “Miss Rennie,” he said, “the court has issued a formal injunction regarding the custody and DNA results for the minor, Diane Wolfe. Effective immediately, starting from now, no individuals currently cl

Outside, the car was parked ready to take me back to the hospital. My fingers clenched around the photo,the blurry image of a younger me cradling a newborn girl with Diane’s hazel eyes.All this made me emotional,the baby I had to work 9-5 jobs for was stolen from me, the baby I had planned to raise to becoming one of the greatest lawyers.Now wasn't the time to cry,it was the time to catch up on all those missed moments and make the ones who were the plotters pay.Back at the hospital, I walked slowly into Diane’s private suite. She was still asleep, bundled under a blanket . Her cheeks had a soft pink blush, the healthiest they’d looked in weeks.As I dropped my bag,Darlington looked up from the armchair near the window. His expression was soft at first, but it quickly shifted when he saw my face.“Everything okay?” he asked gently.I nodded quickly. “Just tired.”But the lie was bitter. I felt it in my throat.He stood, stepping closer, his eyes scanning mine. “What did the lawyer sa