Todos os capítulos de The Billionaire's Baby Maker (ENGLISH VERSION): Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

I felt like the air had been knocked out of me when I heard Chantal’s voice from nearby. I couldn’t move, and I didn’t have the courage to look at her because my heart was pounding with anxiety.When I looked at Preston’s ex-wife, her face lit up immediately, a wide smile forming as she looked at her daughter. I bit my lower lip, and, in a daze, I couldn’t let go of Preston’s arm.It seemed Preston noticed my reaction, because he quickly caught my hand and held it tightly.“Chantal is here, yet you didn’t even hesitate to bring your mistress into the house. Do you have no respect for me or our child, Preston?” his ex-wife asked sharply, and I instinctively lowered my gaze.I knew Preston hadn’t made me a mistress—he and his wife were clearly divorced. But no matter how I turned it in my mind, she was Chantal’s mother, and they were still a family. I… I wasn’t part of it, not even close.That’s why I didn’t want Chantal to know the truth. I was afraid she would get angry at me and thin

“Yaya Lyana, are you mad at me?”That was the first thing Chantal asked me after a few minutes of silence between us. Preston had just stepped out to get some water, and it had already been nearly half an hour since Jarvis stormed out and locked himself in our room.I wanted to follow him and explain my side, but Preston had insisted that I let Jarvis be alone for a while—that it was what he needed right now. He said we should both calm down first before speaking to him.Preston also promised he would talk to Jarvis later and explain everything. He seemed sincere, and I trusted him. It was probably better that he handled it anyway, because if it were me, I knew I’d just end up crying again.I looked up at Chantal and gently shook my head in response.“Really, Yaya?” she asked quietly, blinking several times. Her small hand reached out and touched mine, and somehow, that small gesture made me feel lighter.I nodded again. “Why would I be mad at you, huh? I’m not angry because you didn’

“Are you going to sleep in my room tonight, babe?”I froze in the middle of preparing Chantal and Jarvis’ things when I felt Preston wrap his arms around my waist. I immediately caught a whiff of his bold cologne, and I couldn’t help but shake my head.I turned slightly to face him and raised an eyebrow. “If you’re planning on debating with Jarvis again, don’t even ask that,” I said with a laugh.His lips pouted immediately, and he pressed himself closer to me. “You know what… soon, I’m really going to get annoyed…”“At Jarvis?”He shook his head and sighed. “No.”“Huh? Then who? Me?”“Come on, babe. Of course not you,” he complained, frowning even more.I narrowed my eyes at him. “If it’s not me and not Jarvis, then who are you going to get annoyed at?”He let out a deep sigh again and lifted my chin to study my face. I blushed slightly at his action, though he probably thought I was about to kiss him, since he stole a kiss from me so quickly. In the end, all I could do was shake my

“I just want you to know that I came here with you not so you could brainwash me into leaving Preston or moving out of the house. I came because I’m not rude enough to ignore you and refuse to hear your side,” I said calmly after we sat down.Margaux let out a deep sigh at my words, but I lifted my chin and looked at her steadily. I checked my watch before meeting her gaze again. “Whatever you’re going to say, I’d appreciate it if you could make it quick. The kids will be getting out of school soon, and I have to pick them up.”“I’ve got a long story to tell, so don’t rush me.”“Then make it short,” I shot back, arching a brow at her.Since the day she came to the house, she’d never returned—and honestly, that disappointed me. Yes, disappointed. I regretted not standing up to her back then. I let fear control me when, in truth, I had nothing to be afraid of.She and Preston were already separated—divorced, to be exact. In the eyes of people, of the law, and of God, they were no longer

“Mama, are you and Daddy fighting?”I froze mid-brush while fixing Chantal’s hair after hearing Jarvis’s question. Both of them were already dressed for school, so I was helping Chantal with her hair before they left.I swallowed hard and turned to him. “Hmm? Why do you say that, sweetheart?” I asked with a small, careful smile, trying to hide that I was lying.“Because, Mama,” Jarvis began, “you didn’t kiss him earlier. And you didn’t hug before we ate.” This time, it was Chantal who answered on his behalf.I let out a deep sigh and continued braiding Chantal’s hair. Was it really that obvious between Preston and me? Without realizing it, I shook my head and bit my lip.“Mama, did Daddy make you mad?”I immediately shook my head and looked back at Jarvis. “N-No. Why would he? Of course not, sweetheart. We’re not fighting, okay?” I denied quickly.Jarvis squinted at me suspiciously, but I only gave him a small smile before nervously looking away. I knew he could sense something was wr