All Chapters of A baby for the billionaire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Isabel felt the heat of his body as he pulled her in, his arms locking tightly around her shoulders. His breath was uneven, chest rising and falling against hers, and he pressed her face into his neck. His hand slid up her back, fingers spreading as they slipped into her hair, stroking through the strands with slow, deliberate motions. His other hand splayed wide across her lower back, holding her flush against him so firmly she couldn’t even turn her head. Her fingers gripped the waistband of his sweatpants, knuckles white, her breath stuttering as he tucked his face deeper into her neck, his lips brushing the sensitive skin there. He hugged her like he was afraid she would disappear if he let go, She pressed her cheek to his collarbone, “Isaac?” she called, wondering why he was suddenly being this way. He finally pulled back with a sharp inhale, his eyes darting across her face like he was trying to memorize every detail. He raked a hand through his messy hai

Isaac’s hands slid up Isabel’s sides, fingers curling into the silk at her waist as his mouth moved desperately against hers. His hips pressed forward, body trembling with need. She tugged at the waistband of his pants, trying to pull him even closer, but his body went rigid. He pulled back suddenly, eyes wide, breath ragged. She blinked at him, confusion swirling in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” she whispered, voice cracking. He stepped back, running a hand through his hair. His eyes darted around the room before landing back on her. “My memory… it’s fuzzy. Everything feels wrong. The doctors said it was a miracle I can even walk after the accident, and I don’t remember… I don’t remember you.” His voice grew hoarse. “Vera told me you’re just a worker here. And this… this obsession you have with me… it doesn’t make sense.” Her chest caved inward. Her lips parted but no words came out. Isaac’s eyes hardened as he looked at her, his breath coming in shallow bursts. “The only th

Isaac stirred at the knock on his bedroom door and sat up sharply, his hand instinctively gripping the edge of the blanket. Vera stepped inside without waiting. “Morning,” she said, carrying a small tray. He blinked at her, clearing his throat. “Oh.” She raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s that supposed to mean? Were you expecting someone else?” He rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding her eyes. “No. Just… surprised, that’s all.” Vera placed the tray on the table and crossed her arms. “I mentioned I’d bring you breakfast. Thought it’d be a nice thing to do considering your condition.” He forced a smile, sitting straighter. “Yeah, I appreciate it.” She sat down beside him and started talking, something about vitamins and rest and how he shouldn’t push himself. He nodded, but his mind was already somewhere else. He hadn’t slept much. His thoughts kept circling back to Isabel, the way she looked last night, the things she almost said. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. Ver

Isabel watched him from where she stood near the bathroom door. His face had turned bright red and he scratched the back of his head, eyes dropping to the floor like he had just embarrassed himself. She smiled. "Isaac Dun blushing? That's new." She couldn't help but wonder if this was his personality before Vera, maybe he was always so shy and less cold until she gave him a reason to feel this way. She hated Vera even more for this. He glanced up, still flustered, "you go ahead and shower first. I’ll wait." She nodded and turned toward the bathroom, still grinning but just as her hand reached for the door handle, she gasped sharply. Isaac rushed forward, his expression flipping into worry in seconds. "What? What’s wrong?" She turned around quickly, grabbing his hand and guiding it gently to her belly. Her eyes were wide, her voice excited. "Do you feel that? Oh my God, do you feel that? I think I just felt the baby kick." His palm stayed over her belly, he was silent.

Isabel blinked once. Then again. She sat frozen in place, mouth parted, eyes wide, staring at Isaac like she didn’t just hear what she thought she heard. “What?” she whispered. Isaac’s hands were shaking slightly as he brought them up to his temples. “It’s... it’s back,” he said again, voice lower now. “Everything. I remember everything.” Isabel shot forward like something had pulled her strings. She grabbed his face between her hands, cupping his cheeks, eyes wide with tears. “You remember?” she screamed. “Isaac, you remember?” He flinched slightly at the volume but nodded slowly. She sobbed, letting her forehead fall against his. “Oh my God. Oh my God. I can’t believe it. Isaac!” Her hands were all over him now, stroking his hair, his face, grabbing at his shoulders. “You’re back. You’re really back.” His eyes squinted, and he winced, clutching his head with both hands. “Wait. Just... too much.” She stopped immediately. Her joy dropped into full-blown panic. “Are y