All Chapters of Pregnant And Abandoned, I Returned As A Hidden Heiress: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

BELLA'S POV I hated the smirk on my mom's face as she turned to look at me. “This is something you can do honey,” she said in a sweet tone, and I quickly shook my head. The last thing I wanted to do was be a cleaner. In a hospital. That was literally the closest to catching all those germs and illnesses. I didn't want to go home smelling like drugs and chemicals. That was the same thing that we always laughed at Anna about. I couldn't live that life. I would never forgive myself if I did that. “You're kidding, right?” I asked my mom, and she looked at me like I was mad. “Did you see a fucking smile on my lips?” She asked, raising her voice slightly. She was losing her patience. Maybe if I pushed more and she snapped just a little more, she would chase me out of the house. That was the last thing I wanted. I wasn't a lucky girl who had rich friends around her. My own friends were as broke as fuck. The type that couldn't even bring one flower and at least one of the cheapest choc

ISABEL'S POV Right from the moment Austin told me where he was working, I knew what he wanted. And now, I was standing in one of my most expensive boots, right in front of the Bonjovi Mansion. There was a smirk plastered on my face. I leaned in, pressing the doorbell, and took a step back as I heard footsteps approaching. “Miss Quinn?” Rick, the old butler who was more than familiar with me, asked. I could barely hold back my smile. “Yes, it's me. You may call me Isabel now.” He was more than shocked. I could tell. Considering the way I stormed out of the house the moment Austin and I broke up, I didn't even think that I was going to return at any point in time. He took my bag from my hands, and I grinned. He didn't forget anything that I had taught him. “Is Austin in?” I asked, and he nodded. By the time I got into the house, Austin was sitting on the couch, sipping on bourbon. The familiar scent hit me, and it suddenly felt like home. But something had changed. I could

ANNA'S POV My hands were shaking as I riffled through the bag again, searching my documents one by one, document by document. No, no, no. This couldn't be happening. I tried thinking back immediately. Did I drop it on the plane somehow? Did I somehow forget to pack it? I knew that I hadn't forgotten. That was the only reason why I was even protecting the bag like it was my egg in the first place. I was sure that I brought the book with me. I was about to break down and start crying, when I suddenly remembered. I saw Ryan with the bag this morning. Did he somehow take the book from the bag without me knowing? After all, he was awake much earlier than I woke up. I headed downstairs with my hands balled into fists. I wasn't going to take it easy with him if he thought he could just reach into my bag and take anything that he wanted. As soon as I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw the book in his hand. The way I ran over to him and snatched it with everything in me was out of

JAMES’ POV I parked my car right in the parking lot as I walked into the club. The first thing that greeted me was the bass that I could feel thrumming even underneath my skin. It has been a while since I came here. The last time I did, I ended up with a girl in one of the rooms, and I didn't even have a problem admitting it to Melissa. She didn't like it. It was a shame that she wasn't as understanding as Anna was. Anna understood that if I cheated, it was her fault. It was her fault that she wasn't doing something right. As I looked at the strippers that were twirling on the pole, I realized that it wasn't going to be a bad idea to get some kind of distraction. In fact, it was the best thing to do at this point in time. I was just about to approach one when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I frowned, turning around. It was Jimmy. I honestly wasn't all that glad seeing him. “What are you trying to do?” He asked, and I gave him a fake smile, cocking my head to the side. “Me

MELISSA'S POV There was a different kind of joy that came from buying different shoes. That was exactly what I was feeling. Turns out that it wasn't a bad idea keeping the cheque that my mom had given to me. As soon as I got the most expensive clothes and shoes that I had gotten in a while, I headed straight for her house. I wanted to build back what I had. Or maybe get back into modelling. I didn't miss the smile that covered her face as soon as she saw me. She wrapped her arms around me this time, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I didn't know what I was thinking, wanting to take the family heirloom. Especially for a man like James. Maybe if he acted like he even gave two bits about me, then I would have handed the cheque over to him. Instead, all he cared about was the fact that I didn't get what he wanted, done. It was a shame. As I tried to pull my bags into the house with me, my mom smiled. “I can see you made good use of the money. Just as I expected you to.” I shrug