Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Nanny: Bab 131 - Bab 140

“Tiny steps made in the right direction make a heavy difference.”….~ Alyssa ~The socks I was knitting slowly came alive, one yarn after another, almost rhythmically. I stared at the half-finished blue stocking with a smile. “This will be for Kevin.” Ever since my last scan, where it was confirmed that I was indeed carrying mixed-gender twins. I have been ever so eager to create something timely for my little ones. Lydia had suggested I try knitting stockings and little cardigans for them. Though knitting hadn’t been something that came naturally to me. I had grown to love it over time.My cellphone rang, and I swiped up the answer button after seeing the caller’s ID. I had my phone set up on a mini stand, so I was able to continue knitting while on a video call. This had been Lydia’s and my daily routine ever since she found out about my pregnancy. At first, I had been hesitant to tell her. Given her loyalty to Austin and all… But she’d been nothing short of nice and support

“The only way to get better at something is by consistently doing that thing.”….~ Alyssa ~I stood in front of the full-length bathroom mirror for far longer than usual this time as I stared at my well-rounded baby bump. It’s so hard to believe that I have been on this pregnancy journey for six months already. And in eight to ten weeks’ time, I’d be cradling my twins in my arms. Part of the reason I hadn’t engaged myself in a relationship in my teens was the fear of getting pregnant and having to go through the nine months of pregnancy alone and also navigating single momhood. But it turns out I didn’t totally escape that as I slowly navigated what I once dreaded. So far… I have trained my social media algorithm to only show me content from thriving artists and single moms rather than pregnant moms with the most amazing and doting husbands. I once thought I could handle watching content like that. But soon I found out how dejected and lost they always made me feel. Though the en

“I hope you have the courage to follow your heart and be patient enough to see where it leads you.”…..~ Alyssa ~“Did I do anything wrong, Big P?” I muttered, feeling overly emotional. My hormones hadn’t done much but amplify my feelings.“No, Aly… How could you?” Peter looked up from gently massaging my feet. I’d become quite heavier at seven months, and as a result, my feet paid the price whenever I moved around too much. “Then why do I have to go through this journey alone? Why do I have to carry our child in my womb whilst he goes around messing with his late wife?!” I’d been almost unbothered by the divorce and all. Until I came across a blog post where the woman spoke up about her ex-husband fighting for a claim over their twins, despite having not been there for her throughout her pregnancy. I know my case was very different since Austin hadn’t been aware of my pregnancy. But even if he had been. It wouldn’t change much. Or would it?“Like I said before… Austin made the bigg

“And even when it doesn’t feel like it, I hope you know that the storm will not last forever.”….~ Austin ~I hadn’t expected Silas Sinclair to be willing to meet up with me, when I reached out. Maybe I had gotten used to being respected and treated in high regard here in New York. But it was different when I was meeting someone whose security company dominated Europe. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Austin Hook.” was the first thing he said to me when we met at our agreed spot. It was at the rooftops of one of his acquired restaurants. I understood his need for staying within his properties as well… being the head of a security company does have its perks. “I hope they are good things.” I replied as we shook hands. “They are quite interesting.” We took a seat opposite each other. The restaurant was overlooking a beach. So it almost felt like we were seated on the beach due to the scent of salty water and the fresh air. “I’d love to hear it.” He smiled as our personal waiter approa

“I hope you know you can curate your ideal day, despite not having enough time.”….~ Alyssa ~“I want you back in my life, Alyssa. I want to wake up every morning to your flowery scent. I want to go to bed every night listening to your musings. I want to attend art exhibitions and explore museums with you.”“Don’t you think it’s too late for that now?”“I know… I know. I hurt you so much… but I still want to ask for your forgiveness and plead for a second chance.”“How do you expect me to ever trust you when you’ve made me feel not good enough?” “The reality is… I’m not enough for you, Aly. And I am sorry if I had projected my feelings onto you.” “So… what led to the change of mind?” “I—”“And… last I heard, your late wife is back.”“Who told you that?”“And… does it even matter?”“It does… because she isn’t Joanna but rather an imposter planted by Callum.” I honestly didn’t know what to feel, knowing he was allowing himself to be intimidated by Callum. How can I agree to be with