All Chapters of The Wrong Mr Calloway : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Cole’s PovI was in the middle of reading emails on the couch when I heard Sienna gasp from the kitchen, a sound so sharp it made my whole body go cold. I dropped my laptop on the cushion and ran toward her, my heart already pounding before I even knew what was happening.“Sienna? What’s wrong?”She was gripping the edge of the counter, her knuckles white, her face twisted in a mix of pain and disbelief. “Cole,” she said through gritted teeth, “I think… I think the baby’s coming.”For a second, my brain just stopped working completely. “What? No. No, that’s not possible. You’re not due for another few weeks.”“Well, apparently the baby didn’t get that memo,” she snapped, then winced again as another contraction hit her.That was the moment every ounce of composure I had built over the years completely shattered. I felt my hands start shaking, and my thoughts scattered in a hundred directions at once.“Okay. Okay, it’s fine. Everything’s fine,” I said, mostly to convince myself. “I’ll

Cole’s PovNobody warns you how loud silence can be until you are desperately waiting for a baby to fall asleep and he simply refuses to cooperate. Our son, who we had named Jack after weeks of debating names back and forth, seemed to have decided very early on that sleep was for other people, not for him.It was three in the morning, and I was pacing the nursery floor with Jack pressed against my chest, gently bouncing him while he screamed like the world was ending. My eyes felt like they had sandpaper behind them, and my brain had stopped functioning somewhere around one in the morning.“Shh, buddy, come on,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from exhaustion. “It’s the middle of the night. Even superheroes need sleep.”Jack did not care about superheroes. Jack cared about screaming as loudly as his tiny lungs would allow.Sienna appeared in the doorway, her hair a wild mess on top of her head, wearing the same sweatshirt she had worn for the past three days straight. “Is he still not se

Sienna’s PovThe sun came through the curtains before I even opened my eyes, and for a second I forgot everything except how happy I had been the night before. Cole and I had spent our anniversary at the lake, just the two of us, no phones, no work, no company drama. It had felt like the early days again, back when it was just us against the world. But when I reached across the bed, my hand landed on cold sheets instead of his warm chest.I sat up fast, my heart already picking up speed. “Cole?” I called out, but the house answered me with silence. I checked the bathroom, then the kitchen, and found only a note on the counter in his rushed handwriting. Emergency at the office. I’ll explain later. I’m sorry, Si.I stared at that note like it might rearrange itself into something that made more sense. He had promised me this morning. He had looked me in the eyes last night and promised we would sleep in and make pancakes and not think about Calloway Industries for even one hour. And now

Sienna’s First MoveSienna’s PovThe next morning, I found Cole hunched over his laptop at the kitchen table, dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t slept at all. Papers were spread out everywhere, coffee going cold beside him, and I could tell just by looking at him that the weight of the last two days hadn’t lifted even a little.“Show me the proposal,” I said, sitting down across from him.He looked up, surprised. “Sienna, this isn’t something you need to—”“Cole.” I cut him off before he could finish that sentence, the same one he’d been trying to say since this whole mess started. “I’m not asking for permission. I’m telling you I want to see it. You said we do this together. So let’s actually do it together.”He hesitated, his jaw tightening, but something in my face must have told him arguing wouldn’t get him anywhere. He turned the laptop toward me and slid over a thick folder of documents, the official investment proposal Alexander’s team had sent over.I spent the next ho

Sienna’s PovI got an email on a Tuesday morning while I was still in my pajamas, drinking coffee at the kitchen island and half listening to the news playing quietly in the background. I almost didn’t open it, thinking it was another one of those generic investment newsletters that flooded my inbox since word got around about the Choi deal. But something about the subject line made me pause. Private Investment Opportunity: Healthcare Initiative Leadership.I opened it, and by the third paragraph, my hands had gone still around my mug.A group of investors wanted to fund an entire company built around the healthcare initiative I had developed at Calloway Industries months ago, the program meant to expand affordable care access through partner clinics. They weren’t interested in folding it back into Cole’s company. They wanted it standing on its own, with my name attached as founder and lead executive.I read the email three times before I fully believed what it was saying.“Cole,” I c