All Chapters of My Billionaire Boss Baby Daddy Doesn't Remember Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

JennaI held Marie’s small hand as we walked up the steps of the preschool. The morning air was crisp, but my palms were already sweating."Do I have to stay the whole day, Mommy?" Marie asked, dragging her feet. She was still a little sluggish from her fever, though her skin felt cool now."Just a half-day, sweetie," I said, open-ing the heavy glass door. "Chloe is going to pick you up right after lunch.""Will we go to the park later?" she asked. She looked up at me with her big, innocent eyes."We'll see how you feel first okay?" I said, putting my hand on her back to guide her inside. "If you are good today, then maybe we can get some ice cream instead."The hallway was filled with the usual morning chaos of parents and screaming kids. I felt a little bit of the tension leave my shoulders just seeing the familiar bright walls."Good morning, Jenna," the receptionist said with a quick wave."Morning," I called back, heading toward Marie’s classroom.Before we could even reach the d

JennaThe bus finally pulled into the resort later in the evening. My legs felt numb from sitting in that cramped seat for hours.Everyone piled off, chatter echoing through the cold mountain air. One of our main clients was already waiting near the resort entrance to welcome us.He walked straight toward Dante, shaking his hand with a big, fake smile. "Welcome to the retreat, Mr. Salvatore," the client said loudly."Thanks," Dante said, keeping his voice smooth and professional. "We're ready to get started."I didn't care about their rich people's greetings. I immediately opened my tablet and started going through the brief.I needed something to keep my hands busy so I wouldn't lose my mind. As I flipped through the pages, the actual project details finally clicked.The product wasn't just basic tech. It was a set of wearable medical tools and tracking devices."Wait, we have to test these right now?" I muttered to myself. I kept reading the fine print on the screen.The client want

JennaDante crashed his lips down onto mine. I pushed hard against his bare chest, but he didn't move an inch. My heart pounded like it wanted to jump out of my body."No," I said, pulling my mouth away. I turned my head to the side. "Dante, stop. We can't do this."He kissed my neck slowly, his lips warm against my skin. I bit my lips to stop the moan from slipping out. "You keep saying we can't," he whispered right against my ear. "But your body is shaking and pressing closer to me. Tell me honestly that you don't want this and I'll stop right now. I promise."I stayed silent for a moment. My mind spun with a hundred reasons why this was a terrible idea. His hand slipped under my robe and cupped my breast. He squeezed it gently and rubbed his thumb back and forth over my nipple until it got hard and all my reasons went out the window. "This is wrong," I said. My voice sounded shaky. "We're supposed to be professionals and not mix business with sex, especially not on some mountain

JennaI practically threw my money at the cab driver and slammed the door shut.I ran through the hospital doors like a crazy person, my heart pounding right against my throat.When I burst into the pediatric room, Marie was resting quietly on the narrow hospital bed. She was out of danger by the time I got there.Chloe was sitting on the plastic chair right next to her, looking exhausted and pale."Jenna, thank God you're here," Chloe whispered, standing up immediately."Is she okay?" I gasped out, rushing over to press my cold hands against Marie’s forehead."She's fine now," Chloe told me, rubbing her own bloodshot eyes. "The doctor said that you don't need to worry.""What happened?" I demanded, my hands shaking as I smoothed Marie's messy curls. "You told me on the phone that it was an asthma attack!""She was just scared, Jenna," Chloe explained, her voice filled with guilt. "She didn't know what happened, and honestly, neither did I at first.""Did she stop breathing?" I asked

DanteThe morning light hit my eyes before I even wanted to wake up. My head felt heavy, like I had been fighting someone in my sleep all night long.When I opened my eyes, the memory of the nightmare was still clinging to my brain. I sat up slowly on the bed, rubbing the back of my neck.I could still remember the weird, soothing feeling of someone gently patting my back in the dark. It was soft, steady, and oddly comforting. I stared at Jenna calmly as my eyes adjusted to the light in the room. She was already fully dressed in her clothes, sitting at the small wooden desk.She held a tablet in her hand, looking collected and composed."Good morning, Mr. Salvatore," she said, speaking to me with that professional tone she always put up like a wall."Morning," I replied, still groggy from sleep, swinging my legs over the edge of the mattress."I compiled the full diagnostic report last night while you were resting," she continued immediately."Did you?" I asked, watching her closely.