All Chapters of A BABY FOR THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The hospital room in Switzerland was quiet.White walls. A big window that showed snow on the mountains. Machines beeped soft beside the bed. The air smelled like medicine and clean sheets.I was awake, but I didn’t have the strength to move much. My body felt empty, like someone had taken everything out of me and left only skin.Max was in the chair next to me. He hadn’t left in three days.His suit was gone. He wore black sweatpants and a grey shirt. His hair was messy. There was stubble on his jaw that he never let grow before. His eyes were red, like he hadn’t slept. One of his hands held mine. The other one rested on his knee, shaking a little.Daisy was in the next room with Rochelle and a nurse. She was okay. That was the only thing keeping me calm. For a long time, neither of us talked.The sun came up and went down. Nurses came in and out. They changed my IV. They checked my vitals. They smiled at Max and called him “Mr. Vance” and then left quickly when they saw his face.On

Home felt different, It wasn’t the quiet of fear anymore. It was the quiet of peace. The kind where you can hear the fridge humming and Daisy’s puppy snoring and nothing elseThe first morning back I woke up to sunlight across the bed and Max’s arm around my waist and Daisy’s feet kicked into my stomach. For a long time I just lay there and breathed. The air didn’t hurt. My chest didn’t hurt. I could take a full breath without thinking about itMax kissed my hair.“Morning”“Morning” I replied.Daisy rolled over between us and rubbed her eyes“Pancakes” she said like that was the most important word in the worldMax groaned and pulled her closer “You and your pancakes baby”We stayed like that for a while. No phones ringing. No bodyguards at the door. No one trying to hurt usLater that afternoon Max took a blanket and two mugs of tea out to the garden. The sun was warm and Daisy and the puppy were chasing bubbles across the grassMax sat behind me on the blanket and pulled me back ag

The bedroom inside the penthouse was completely silent, but inside my head, everything was screaming. I stood near the edge of the bed and looked down at Max. He was sleeping deeply, his chest rising and falling slowly. His face looked calm right now, but I couldn't forget the look in his eyes just two hours ago.Two hours ago, Max stood in his private study with Alice. Alice his ex-girlfriend whose face was heavily scarred. She stood in front of him carrying a baby, claiming the child was his. She pointed her finger at me and lied. She said I was a horrible woman. She said I threatened her and tried to hurt her baby. She demanded that Max divorce me immediately and marry her instead.And what did Max do? He took her side. He looked at me with cold, distant eyes and told me to stop being jealous. He told me I was acting crazy. He didn't believe a single word I said. He believed Alice.My heart was broken into a million pieces. But what hurt even more was the dark secret I had been car

I sat up slowly on the white hospital bed in Switzerland. The air was fresh and clean. The sharp pain in my chest was really gone. I looked at Max as he knelt right beside me. He held my hand tightly. His eyes were red from crying. For so many months, I thought he was pulling away from me. I thought he was falling back in love with Alice. But now I knew the real truth. He had been spending all his time and money to find a medical cure for me."Max," I whispered, my voice still a little soft. "If you knew Alice was lying, why did you let her stay at the house? Why did you make me feel like I was going crazy?"Max let out a long breath. He rubbed his face with his hand. "Because of my mother, Leslie. Alice was not working alone. My mother Rose was behind every single thing."“Of course your other was behind everything’’, I said."Yes," Max said, his jaw tightening. "My mother has never wanted me to be happy. She wants control over everything I own. She hates that I love you more than th

Three days after Max and I returned home from the clinic in Switzerland, news of Rose Crane's arrest broke across every major television station, radio broadcast, and internet blog in the country. Big bold headings blared about financial fraud, money laundering, and drug trafficking linked directly to the Crane family name. I stood near the large floor-to-ceiling glass window in our main living room, holding a warm cup of herbal tea in both hands. Outside, near the tall iron security gates of the estate, dark cars were already lined up along the road. News reporters and street photographers were standing on top of their vehicles, trying to take pictures through the metal bars.Max walked into the room silently without making a sound. He wore a simple dark blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His face looked tired from everything we had been through, but his eyes were steady and strong as he looked at me. He came up right behind me, wrapping his broad arms around my wai