THE BILLIONAIRE BABIES のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

At a Library. Ariella Marlowe. *** Today was hectic. Ariella Marlowe—also known as Ari—rushed to finish her shift as a library assistant . She rearranged books on the shelves, brushing dust from their covers as the quiet hall surrounded her. Her phone rang. Her heart tightened when she saw the caller ID. Evander Hale. Her husband. She hesitated for a moment, already knowing what he was going to say. Still, she forced herself to answer. “Hello, dear,” she said calmly. “Ari,” he replied—no affection, no warmth. “I’m almost through with work,” she added quickly, her tone sharper than usual. “I’ll be heading home soon.” Evander scoffed angrily. “That’s all you know how to do—work, work, work. You can’t even produce a baby. What exactly are you working for? To take care of a family while being unable to start your own?” Ariella stayed silent, listening. She dared not interrupt him—doing so would only start a war. Tears welled in her eyes as she absorbed his wo

The door shut closed. Ariella fell onto the couch, still crying furiously. Her only hope of becoming a mother—and saving her marriage—had just been destroyed. She feared Evander would soon return to his cruel, ruthless manner. She waited for him to start yelling at her for being infertile. But the reverse was the case. Evander walked up to her at a slow pace. “Don’t cry, my love. We’ll get through this. At least the doctor gave us an alternative. We just need to get someone to carry our baby—that’s all.” Ariella looked at Evander. This wasn’t what she was expecting. Instead of yelling, he sounded concerned. She spoke softly through teary eyes. “I know but it’s too much for me to bear. This was my only hope of saving my marriage. I don’t want to lose you, Evander. I love you so…” “Shhh,” Evander cut in calmly. “I know, baby. I love you more. And you are not losing me, so stop saying that.” “I’m not?” Ariella asked, her voice trembling. “No, you’re not, my love. Wipe

Ariella stayed outside the lab, grinning. Her phone rang, and she reached for it. It was a bank alert—then another call came in. It was Cynthia. “Hey, girl,” Ariella said in a happy tone. “You’re late again. What’s the excuse this time?” Cynthia asked, worried but calm. Ari sighed. “I’m sorry. I got another appointment at the hospital. I should have told you earlier.” “What’s wrong? I hope you’re okay,” Cynthia asked, concerned. “I’m good,” Ari replied. “You can take today off if you want, since you’re not feeling well. I’ll manage without you,” Cynthia added. “It’s okay, girl. I’m fine. I’m coming to work soon—I just need to wait for my medication,” Ari lied. “Okay, dear,” Cynthia replied with a sigh of relief. “I’ll be there in an hour or less. But I need to know—how did your dinner go?” Ari joked. “Oh yeah, about that… well, like I told you, I got served a hot meal,” Cynthia added nastily. “Oh, girl, I know—and you sound like it was fun,” Ari teased. “I

⸻Ariella was so happy—not only because the results came out positive, but also because she got a job as a cleaner in a top restaurant. She felt everything was falling into place until she felt a humming in her stomach. She felt like throwing up, but nothing came out.She had felt these things some days ago, but she shoved them aside.Ariella boarded a taxi on her way home. The taxi halted, and she stepped in.Inside the taxi, the feeling came stronger—the nauseous sensation and slight headaches now and then. She felt it was nothing serious; maybe it was stress from job hunting. She hadn’t gotten good rest lately.She picked up her phone and typed her symptoms into Google. It showed signs of pregnancy.She scoffed. “These people are ridiculous. How can an infertile woman get pregnant?” Ari hissed.Her jaw tightened.Or are they right? she thought.But Dr. Reeves couldn’t be wrong.“I believe Dr. Reeves more than this Google shit,” she muttered.Immediately, her phone rang.It was Cynt

⸻Ari didn’t know it yet, but the child growing inside her had already been claimed by someone powerful and ten times richer than Evander.The night air cut through her skin as she dragged her suitcase down the dimly lit street. Every step felt heavier than the last—not just from the weight of her luggage, but from the betrayal crushing her chest. Her eyes burned, her throat ached, yet no more tears came. She had cried them all out.She had nowhere else to go and no one to call. She thought of calling Cynthia, but remembered she would be having her best night with her man who had just come into the city. Still, Ari didn’t want Cynthia to know about the crisis she was going through.It was already raining. Ari quickly thought of a place to lay her head for the night. That faint humming sensation returned in her stomach. She held her belly as the rain gushed over her body and suitcase. Standing there, soaked, she made a vow to keep the baby—even though she didn’t know who the father was