All Chapters of My Billionaire Boss Baby Daddy Doesn't Remember Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

DanteI sat back in my chair, leaning forward as I stared at the monitor. Jamie stood right beside my desk, his arms crossed over his chest in silence.The weekend had already ended, bringing an end to that chaotic mountain trip. Everyone had returned back to their home, and also back to their daily jobs slash lives. Everyone was back in the building, including Jenna. Except she was doing an insanely good job of avoiding me.Her excuse every single time I saw her in the hallway was always the same."I'm so sorry, Mr. Salvatore, but I'm rushing to handle something," she had told me earlier. Or it was, "I need to get through these files fast so I can rush to see my daughter."That was her excuse, over and over again, like she was a broken record on repeat.I didn't buy it for a single second. I believed she just didn't want to face me yet after what happened between us.She was running away from the kiss, running away from the bed… running away from everything.That aside, the video on

DanteI stood there for a second, totally numb at the unusual turn of… events. I really didn't expect things to turn out like that.And what blew my mind even more was how Jenna apologized. She said it like the whole thing was just a huge mistake.Like the kiss was nothing.Like everything between us was just some stupid accident she regretted.It pissed me off and it made my blood boil in a way I couldn't even explain.Barbara pulled on my arm, breaking my thoughts."Let's go, babe," she murmured, her voice sounding sweet and fake.I didn't say a word to her. I just let her drag me toward the car.The driver opened the back door for us and I slid into the leather seat and stared straight ahead. Barbara climbed in right after me and slammed the door shut.Before the driver even pulled away from the curb, she was already sliding over. She curled her body right up against mine and wrapped her arms around my torso like she owned me."I forgive you, Dante," she whispered into my chest. I

JennaThe morning sun was barely hitting the kitchen counter as I zipped up Marie’s small pink backpack. I adjusted her little denim jacket and slipped her lunch box inside the side pocket."Did you pack the apple juice, Mommy?" she asked, blinking her big brown eyes up at me."I sure did, baby," I smiled, leaning down to press a kiss onto her forehead. "Double juice boxes, just like you wanted."She giggled and did a little happy dance right by the front door. Just as I reached for her tiny yellow raincoat, the doorbell rang loudly.I frowned, checking the clock on the wall. It was way too early for the mailman, and the school bus usually pulled up ten minutes later.I opened the door, expecting maybe a neighbor or a misdelivered package. Instead, I froze dead in my tracks.Barbara was standing right on my welcome mat, wearing a designer trench coat with a creepy smile on her face. My stomach twisted in a knot."Good morning, Jenna," she said smoothly, looking me up and down.Before

DanteShe stared at the number on the paper like it was written in a foreign language like Russia or Deutsch. I never really knew why they were so complicated by the way."This is illegal, Dante," Jenna spat out, her eyes flashing with instant anger. "You can't just add a clause like this on a contract!""I genuinely don't care," I told her flatly, leaning back in my chair and folding my arms over my chest."You can't just keep me hostage here!" she yelled, her hands trembling as she pointed a finger at me."Then sue me," I said, giving her a cold, empty smile. "Go hire a lawyer, take me to court, and see how many years it takes you to clear your name against my team."She looked stuck. Her jaw dropped open, but no words came out of her mouth for a solid five seconds. She realized right then that I wasn't bluffing. I had enough money and power to tie her up in battles until she went broke."You're unbelievable," she whispered, her voice laced with pure disgust. "You're actually a mons

JennaThe blur of sirens, bright white lights, and cold hospital corridors felt like a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.Luckily, the doctors in the emergency room were active and moved fast the second the ambulance doors flew open.I paced back and forth outside the private room, wringing my cold hands until my knuckles turned white. The door finally clicked open, and an older doctor in blue scrubs stepped out into the quiet hallway."Doctor! How is she?" I cried out, rushing up to him and grabbing his forearm. "Is my baby okay?""Calm down, Miss Martins," the doctor said, placing a gentle hand over mine. "Your daughter is stable now."I let out a shaky, sobbing breath, feeling my knees go weak with relief."What happened to her?" I asked, wiping my wet cheeks. "Why was she pale like that? She wouldn't wake up!""Her recent allergic reaction triggered an underlying response," the doctor explained softly. "It caused a rare blood disorder to surface in her system."My heart dropped ri