All Chapters of The Billionaire's Baby Maker (ENGLISH VERSION): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Jarvis, can you please put that lollipop down? We’re about to eat lunch. You shouldn’t have candies before your meal. Later, okay?” I heard Preston say as we stepped out of the kitchen.Chantal followed close behind me, but the moment she heard her father scolding her brother, she ran ahead and went straight to them. Preston’s father was sitting beside Jarvis, watching quietly without making any attempt to intervene.Well, of course. Why would he stop Jarvis when he was the one who gave him the lollipop in the first place?“Daddy, let him be, po. Lolo gave it to him,” Chantal chimed in, defending her brother.Preston gave her a look, but Chantal only raised an eyebrow back at him. In the end, he sighed loudly and averted his gaze from his children. “You two are always on each other’s side. When will you ever listen to me?” he complained, earning a quiet shake of my head.I walked toward them, with Preston’s mother following behind. Unlike before, Preston was sitting at the side now,

I never got the chance to finish telling Preston the whole story because, right after I told him that my brother was the reason I agreed to be a surrogate mother, he didn’t respond. He just fell silent.Because of that quiet, I didn’t even notice when my eyes finally drifted shut. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep—my head resting against his chest, my arms wrapped tightly around him.When I stirred awake this morning, I realized I must’ve completely dozed off there because I couldn’t remember a thing afterward. All I knew was that when I opened my eyes, I was already in Preston’s room—not the one I shared with Jarvis—and wrapped snugly in a blanket. Preston wasn’t beside me either, which immediately made me wonder.I almost went straight out to look for him, but then I remembered—his parents were here. So, I decided to hold off, freshened up first, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and then headed to the room Jarvis and I shared to change clothes.I couldn’t help but feel embarras

“Whatever it is you have to say to me, make it quick. I don’t have time to talk to people like you, so don’t waste my time with whatever you’re planning to say.”I couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh at Margaux’s words. Honestly, I was irritated by her attitude and the way she talked to me, but I tried to stay calm because I didn’t want to make things worse. After all, the only reason I asked her to meet was to help her and to warn her—not to start another fight.“I just want to talk when you’re calm,” I said softly. “I want you to actually listen to me with an open mind, not with anger clouding your thoughts.”She scoffed and raised an eyebrow before looking past me, which made me shake my head slightly. I already knew what she was about to say.“Angry? Oh, come on. You’re the judgmental one here. You even brought him along—as if I’d actually hurt you physically,” she snapped, glaring at Preston.Preston was about to respond, but I stopped him. I held his hand under the table, and

“Mama, pigtails, Mama! And I also want this clip, please. Put this one in my hair,” Chantal said cheerfully as she handed me a handful of colorful little hair clips. She ran excitedly to stand in front of me, then turned around, ready for me to fix her hair.I was about to start when I heard Jarvis grumbling beside us. He had been quietly watching us the whole time.“Chanty, Daddy said Mama shouldn’t do anything tiring because it might make her exhausted, and that’s bad for the baby. Do you want that to happen?” he scolded his sister.Chantal’s lips instantly formed a pout as she frowned at her twin.“But Mama Lyana won’t get tired, Jarvis! She’s just sitting, see?” she insisted.Jarvis snorted and crossed his arms, shaking his head stubbornly. “I already told you — I can fix your hair myself so Mama won’t get tired—”“But you make ugly pigtails, Jarvis! They fall down! Mama does it better, so I want her to do it,” Chantal cut him off with a firm shake of her head.My brows shot up as

“Chanty, this is Uncle Thirdy. He doesn’t talk much, but he’s really kind. He never hurts anyone.”I simply watched the twins as they spoke, while Thirdy, sitting between them, looked back and forth from Jarvis to Chantal, as if trying to figure out who Chantal was. We hadn’t actually planned to visit Thirdy today, but Preston thought it would be a good idea to drop by so Chantal could finally meet her uncle—the one she’d never spoken to or seen before.It was touching, really, because the moment we arrived, Thirdy stood up right away and hugged me tightly, as if he’d missed me so much. Ever since I got pregnant, I hadn’t been able to visit him again. Auntie still doesn’t know that I’m expecting another child, and I know it would be difficult to explain, so I’ve been avoiding the visit.For almost an hour, Thirdy didn’t let go of me. He didn’t pay any attention to the others—Jarvis, Chantal, or even Preston. It was as if I was the only person he could see, holding on to me for dear li