All Chapters of Apologies, Mr Playboy. I’m Pregnant.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Pierce Landon opened his eyes with a groan. He stared at Betty, who was fast asleep next to him, her naked body tangled in the sheets.Her breathing was deep, lips parted slightly, hair messy and damp from the night before. She looked content, peaceful even — but unlike her, Pierce didn't feel peaceful. His insides were a tornado of different thoughts that had kept him awake.He swung his legs off the bed slowly, careful not to wake her. The cold air touched his skin, but he barely noticed. His mind was already far from that room, far from Betty, and far from the heat they had shared just hours ago.There was something else pulling at him. Someone else...Quietly, he got dressed, not bothering to shower. Then, slowly, he tiptoed out of the room and out of the house.He rubbed his face tiredly upon entering his car. It was dark, and he should have been in there with Betty, sleeping like he had no worries. But what the fuck was he doing returning back to the estate?Not even his father'

Camille walked through the passageway of the hospital, happy to be out of the estate, even if it was just for a short while.Soon, she would have to go back and pretend to be fine — when she truly wasn't.She searched for the room number of Joy's hospital ward, and once she found it, she opened the door and walked into the room.The room had two other women who had just given birth, and Joyce — whose bed was by the window — immediately waved at her friend when she saw her.Camille smiled brightly, rushing over to Joyce. "Oh my goodness, I can't believe you've made me an aunty. Tell me, where is my cute little nephew?""He's right over here," Mr Albert said, rocking the baby in his arms.Camille left her friend's side at once and went to Mr Albert. He handed over the baby to her, while taking the small gift bag Camille brought along."Wow, I was abandoned for the baby!" Joyce let out, faking a sad face.Camille chuckled, "Sorry, Joyce, but he's cuter than you." She winked playfully.Jo

Camille gulped, her foot rooted to the tiles, her hand clutching the sides of her clothes.She stared at him desperately, wondering how he couldn't see the absurdity in what he asked her to do.Pierce stared back at her lazily, he was waiting. She swallowed. "I... I can't undress with you in here." Her voice came out small but steady enough.Pierce said nothing at first. His gaze didn't waver from hers, as though trying to read something behind her eyes. Then slowly, something shifted in his expression— realization , or perhaps restraint.Without a word, he turned and walked out of the bathroom.The door shut behind him with a click.Camille slumped to the floor, finally able to breathe again. Her knees trembled, her chest rose and fell in uneven sighs.What was that? Why was he suddenly so possessive, and why... why did she act so timid?She had never been a timid girl, not even to her own father. So how was it that she forgot how to speak?She stood up, got undressed and walked int

Camille stared at Pierce's office door, a smile creeping up her face. She glanced at the ladies still picking up the stuff on the ground and gently arranging them back on her table.She had warned herself not to think much of it, but she couldn't help it. He fired Natalie, and it was for her.He saved her. Stood up for her.Her cheeks turned red, his face coming into view as she replayed the scene in her mind."Don't."She giggled, barely able to hide her smile. He had walked in like some hero on a mission to save his girl. And she—she was the girl.She covered her mouth with her palm as she giggled once more. Perhaps, Pierce was indeed falling for her. He just hadn't accepted it yet, but the General saw it.Her cheeks got even redder at the prospect of Pierce being in love with her. He had been with countless girls, but she—he falls for her.And she had to admit, there was something hot about a man who once loathed her but was now falling head over heels in love with her."Camille!

Camille smiled as she got ready for work. She couldn't stop replaying her little moments with Alex. She stared at her mirror, wondering if Alex was in love with her.He was always running to her whenever she called. That couldn't be a coincidence, or just because he cared.Only someone in love would drop everything just to be there. And that was what he always did."Well, if he loves me... do I feel the same way for him?" she asked herself, staring at her reflection.She couldn't answer. Her heart was something even she could not understand.But one thing was sure—she liked Alex. And if he ended up confessing his love to her, there was a possibility that she would accept him.She smiled one more time and arranged her dress—because of her baby bump, she wasn't able to wear skirts or long-sleeved shirts anymore. She didn't know what Pierce would say about it. After all, he was the one who asked her to resume work—not the other way around.Camille combed her hair, applied only lipstick t