All Chapters of Accidentally Pregnant with the Billionaire’s Baby: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 101: The Mighty fallen

Nathan never called this late unless it is very important.Sensing the sudden shift in his posture, Arabella sat up slightly against the pillows, her hand resting over the round curve of her stomach. "Adrian? What is it?""Stay here," he whispered, kissing her forehead before sliding out of bed. He grabbed his phone and stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, closing the heavy bedroom door softly behind him. He pressed the phone to his ear. "Nathan. This better be a corporate emergency.""It’s not corporate, Adrian," Nathan’s voice came through the line, tight and uncharacteristically heavy. "I just got a call from the warden at the state facility. Your mother collapsed in her cell an hour ago. They rushed her to the secure ward at St. Jude’s Hospital. It’s a terminal brain aneurysm, Adrian. The doctors say she won't survive the weekend."Adrian stood frozen in the cold hallway, his gray eyes darkening into flint. "Why are you calling me about this? Let the state handle it.""There's

Chapter 102: New Threat

"Someone knew you were coming here tonight, Adrian," Nathan whispered, his voice dangerously tight. "I stepped out for exactly two minutes to get Raina a bottle of water from the machine. When I came back, this was sitting on the chair right next to her head."Adrian’s blood ran completely cold. He snatched the black envelope from Nathan’s hand, tearing it open.Inside was an old photograph from nearly a decade ago. It showed a young Adrian standing on the deck of a mega-yacht in Monaco, his arm slung casually around the shoulder of a handsome, dark-haired young billionaire with a dangerously charming smile.It was Julian Vance—Adrian’s former best friend turned rival, the man Adrian had completely ruined and banished to Europe years ago after a ruthless betrayal.Adrian flipped the photograph over. Written on the back in elegant, arrogant silver ink was a single message:“The queen is dead. Long live the kings. See you back in Manhattan for the wedding, old friend. — J.”………………….Bac

Chapter 103: The Monaco Shore

Resting against the sofa was a breathtaking, museum-quality oil painting from the late nineteenth century of a stormy sea crashing against a golden shoreline. It was a masterpiece, and it was a piece Adrian knew intimately."The Monaco Shore," Adrian whispered, his eyes suddenly lighting up. "Julian and I bid against each other for this painting at an auction in Paris years ago. The gallery refused to sell it to either of us because the reserve wasn't met.""Look at the corner," Nathan said, his voice dropping into a cautious whisper.Tucked into the gilded frame of the painting was a thick, silver-embossed card. Arabella reached out for the card and opened it. She read the message out loud:“A beautiful home deserves beautiful art. Consider this a token of my profound admiration for the new Madame Whitmore. I hear the terrace looks spectacular in the winter. See you on Saturday three weeks from now. I’ve already marked my calendar. — Julian.”The room went completely still. Julian ha

Chapter 104: The Ghost Protocol

Later that afternoon, the rain had stopped, leaving Fifth Avenue damp under the gray sky. Adrian stepped out of the limestone entrance of an elite, private club in Midtown after a high-profile lunch meeting with three of his primary board members. His security detail immediately swarmed the sidewalk, opening the door to his sleek black Maybach.As Adrian was about to step into the vehicle, a smooth, deeply familiar voice echoed through the crisp air."You always did know how to command a sidewalk, Adrian."Adrian paused, his hand gripping the top of the car door. He turned his head slowly.Walking toward him from the steps of the luxury hotel across the street was Julian Vance. He looked effortlessly handsome, dressed in a bespoke charcoal overcoat, a silver-headed cane resting lightly in his right hand. He was flanked by his own security, but he stopped just outside the perimeter of Adrian’s guards, a dangerously charming smile plastered across his face.The two men stared at each ot

Chapter 105: Ashes to Ashes

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."Adrian watched the casket slowly slide into the stone recess of the mausoleum. It was a strange, surreal moment. The woman who had been a towering, terrifying force, the matriarch who had ruled Manhattan with an iron fist and nearly torn his life apart, was now reduced to a quiet stillness beneath the stone.He felt no overwhelming grief, but he felt a profound, heavy solemnity. She was, despite everything, the woman who had given him life.As the heavy stone slab was finally sealed into place, the minister stepped back, bowing his head respectfully to Adrian. "May she find the peace in eternity that she could not find in life, Mr. Whitmore.""Thank you, Father," Adrian replied smoothly, his voice steady and low.The minister nodded quietly and walked down the stone steps, leaving the couple alone in the misty graveyard.Arabella shifted closer, leaning her head gently against Adrian’s shoulder. She could feel the tension finally leaving his frame."H

Chapter 106: WEdding Week

The transition from Manhattan to the Glasshouse at Hudson Valley was seamless, executed with the quiet precision of a high-level military operation.By Tuesday afternoon, the penthouse was completely quiet. Under the guise of an early family vacation before the "Saturday wedding," Adrian’s private security detail had moved the family out of the city in a fleet of nondescript vehicles. Julian Vance’s observers across the street saw nothing but standard, everyday departures. They had no idea the chess pieces had already left the board.The Sterling Glasshouse Estate was nothing short of a winter masterpiece. Nestled deep within a private valley surrounded by hundreds of acres of ancient pine forests, the estate featured a massive, multi-tiered Victorian conservatory made entirely of dark crafted iron and glass. Inside, the air was warm, rich, and fragrant with the scent of thousands of white winter peonies and pale pink roses that Jean-Paul had spent the morning styling and getting them

Chapter 107: Wedding of the Century

Thursday afternoon arrived with a bright, blinding winter sun that made the snow-covered Hudson Valley look like a field full of diamonds. Inside the Victorian conservatory, the climate was a perfect, tropical warmth, thick with the rich fragrance of thousands of white winter peonies and pale pink roses. Adrian stood at the altar, his posture commanding and tall in a bespoke midnight-blue tuxedo. His hands were clasped in front of him, his face looked very composed and confident, to everyone else, but Nathan, standing beside him as his best man, could see the slight, intense focus in his gray eyes.A soft, acoustic melody began to float through the glasshouse.The heavy glass doors at the back opened, and little Raina came walking out first. She was wearing her pristine white fairy dress, her dark curls perfectly styled, with her plastic tiara sitting proudly and completely straight on her head. She had a basket of petals in one hand, using her free hand to carefully toss a single wh

Chapter 108: Blackout

Julian read the headline:"EXCLUSIVE: THE BLACKOUT WEDDING. Sources confirm billionaire Adrian Whitmore and Arabella Ashford were officially married two days ago in an ultra-private, highly secured location in the Hudson Valley, completely outsmarting high-society observers. The new Madame Whitmore is reportedly resting comfortably at an undisclosed honeymoon estate."The phone in Julian Vance’s hand felt suddenly hot and heavy as the bold text of the headline flashed like a physical blow....completely outsmarting high-society observers. The new Madame Whitmore is reportedly resting comfortably at an undisclosed honeymoon estate."No," Julian whispered, his voice slicing through the wind. "No, this is impossible."With a sudden, violent motion, he grabbed the binoculars again, pressing them so hard against his eyes that the metal bit into his skin. He swept the lens across the entire length of the Whitmore penthouse facade once more. Nothing. No hidden setups, no last-minute decoy a

Chapter 109: The Arrival

It's been two months since the wedding. Adrian and Arabella were already counting down to the arrival of their baby. The library desk had been replaced with baby monitors, soft organic swaddles, and parenting books. Julian Vance’s public humiliation had neutralized him entirely; his funds were frozen by the federal audits Arabella had set in motion, and he had retreated into the shadows, entirely aware that he had lost already.By the time August arrived, the city was blooming with the excitement of Summer. The high-stakes adrenaline of fighting off corporate vultures was completely gone, replaced by the heavy, slow, and beautifully quiet anticipation of a new life.It happened on a quiet Tuesday evening. Adrian and Arabella were in the library. Adrian was sitting on the sofa, his laptop on the floor, gently massaging Arabella’s swollen feet while she rested back against the plush cushions, holding a cup of red raspberry leaf tea in her hand.Suddenly, Arabella gasped, her teacup rat

Chapter 110: Baby Alexander

Arabella took a deep, shuddering breath, her eyes locking onto Adrian’s. The moment the next wave hit, she didn't scream. She simply dug her fingers into Adrian’s hand and pushed with every single ounce of strength she had left in her.Adrian held her up, his arm wrapping securely behind her shoulders to help her carry the weight, his voice a constant, fierce whisper in her ear. "That’s it, Bella. Right there. I see him. I see our son."The room seemed to fade into a blur of bright lights, quiet medical murmurs, and the sheer, overwhelming force of nature. Arabella pushed through the exhaustion, through the memories of courtrooms, family betrayals, and the dark shadows of Claudia's manipulations. She was burning it all away, clearing the path for her son.One final, breathless, monumental push echoed through the quiet room.And then, a sudden, miraculous sound shattered the silence.It was a sharp, loud, and incredibly healthy cry.Arabella fell back against the pillows, her chest hea

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