All Chapters of Too Late , I am Carrying His Child : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Days passed slowly, and the house stayed calm. Savannah was still weak, but each morning she woke up to the sound of her baby crying softly beside her. That little cry had become her favorite sound in the world. The maids were always around, helping her with everything. They brought food, washed clothes, and cleaned the room. But Savannah never let them do everything. She still tried to feed her baby herself, change his clothes, and hold him every time he cried. Sometimes, she would just sit by the window, rocking baby Liam in her arms, watching the birds outside. The wind would blow through the curtains, and she would smile quietly. It was a life she never imagined she would have — peace, care, and love. Adrian often came home early from work now. He would walk into the nursery with a wide smile, his face lighting up the moment he saw Savannah and the baby. “How are my two favorite people doing?” he would ask every time. Savannah would laugh softly and say, “We’re fine. H

The morning sun rose softly over the mansion, painting the living room in warm gold. The air smelled of breakfast — fresh bread, butter, and warm milk. Savannah was still upstairs, sleeping with the baby close to her chest. It had been a long night, but a beautiful one. Adrian hadn’t stopped smiling since they came back from dinner. He sat at the dining table, sipping his coffee slowly, his mind full of plans. Across from him sat Aunt Lisa, her cheerful face glowing as usual. She was busy peeling oranges and talking non-stop, her voice full of excitement. “So, tell me,” she said, looking at Adrian with curious eyes, “when exactly are you planning to make it official? You can’t keep that poor girl waiting forever.” Adrian chuckled, shaking his head. “Aunty Lisa, please… not so loud. Savannah is still sleeping.” Lisa rolled her eyes. “Oh, don’t ‘aunty’ me. I’m serious, Adrian. You can’t just have her living here like this with a baby and no ring. People will talk. And you k

The morning started like any other. The air was fresh, the baby was asleep, and Savannah was busy arranging flowers in a vase near the dining table. Adrian had gone out early, saying he had a few errands to run. She didn’t think much about it. She hummed a quiet tune while the sunlight poured through the big window, lighting up the whole room. The house was calm, filled with the faint smell of Aunt Lisa’s breakfast muffins. Savannah smiled as she placed a yellow rose in the center of the vase. After a while, one of the maids came in with a grin. “Madam, sir said you should get ready. He wants to take you out.” Savannah turned, surprised. “Out? Now?” “Yes, ma’am. He said it’s something special.” She frowned but smiled softly. “Alright, give me a few minutes.” She went to her room, changed into a simple white dress, and brushed her long hair. She didn’t want to overthink it. Maybe he wanted to cheer her up, or maybe he just wanted them to spend some time together. When Adr

The morning started quietly in Nathaniel’s mansion, but the peace didn’t last long. Nathaniel came downstairs with a file in his hand, his face looking angry and tired. Cassandra was sitting on the sofa, painting her nails, pretending not to notice the tension in the air. “Cassandra,” he called sharply. She looked up, blinking fast. “Yes, honey?” He dropped the file on the table. “What is the meaning of this?” Her eyes darted to the papers, then back to him. “What?” Nathaniel crossed his arms. “Don’t play dumb with me. Fifty million naira is missing from the family’s general account. I checked the records — you withdrew it last week. What did you use that money for?” Cassandra’s hand froze halfway through her nail polish. Her heart skipped. “Fifty million?” she repeated slowly, pretending to be surprised. “Yes, Cassandra! Fifty million!” Nathaniel’s voice rose. “What did you do with it?” She gave a nervous laugh, trying to act calm. “Oh, that... I, um, I went shoppin

The next morning, Cassandra woke up early. Her head was pounding from all the wine and arguments with Vanessa the night before. But as soon as she remembered Marcus, her lips curved into a small smile. She picked up her phone and called him immediately. “Hello, baby,” Marcus said from the other end, his voice smooth and calm. “I was about to call you.” Cassandra smiled. “You miss me already?” “Of course,” Marcus replied quickly. “I couldn’t sleep without hearing your voice.” Her heart melted instantly. “You’re sweet,” she whispered. “I hope the money helped you.” “It did,” Marcus said quickly. “I already started the business move. I’m planning to travel soon to handle things.” “Travel?” Cassandra asked, sounding worried. “Where to?” “Just a short trip, baby. Nothing serious,” Marcus replied. “You trust me, right?” “Of course,” Cassandra said softly, though her heart felt uneasy. After the call ended, she sat there smiling, convincing herself that Marcus truly loved h