My Triplets Found Me A Hidden Billionaire Husband Novels & Stories

"So, I heard a lot happened here while I was away... Like you revealing who Will's father is and now dating him. And not to be impolite, but I am not wrong when I am saying that Will isn't going to be an only child much longer, right?" "Right you are; it is starting to get hard to hide," I say, running a hand down my stomach. Okay, so not surprised, he apparently already knows most. "But there actually is quite some time to go yet... I am just having triplets, that's why I am already getting fat." "Oh, triplets," he says, then he smiles. "Well, congratulations, children are such a blessing. That's my big regret, not having kids." "Thanks, we are so excited," I say, feeling that pang again. I

Of course before making up her mind to hurt everyone who had ever hurt her she has done her homework. Mia was a friend and Natalie doesn't hurt friends. Six years ago Mia and Nat were pretty close, Mia found out she was pregnant for Eduardo,she couldn't tell anyone nor could she run to her brother cause her brother consistently abused her physically. She was at her peak of her career and having a child will destroy everything. She ran to Natalie for help,then Nat was also going through her problems and so she couldn't help her.

or Frankie? Even with that on my mind, I could not forget Miss Amelia’s triplet boys. They looked so handsome, and my heart almost skipped when they hugged me tightly. I felt like a father, and then the burning desire to have my own child crept into my mind. Looking at the brighter side of it, I will not be at a loss if I marry Miss Amelia; I will, however, gain a lot. Three handsome boys and a pretty lady as my wife

Eleanor stood obediently, blinking her big blue eyes. After looking at the three faces one by one, Bianca returned to focus on Christopher and Christian. After looking for a while, she couldn't tell the difference. The first expressionless face was exactly the same as her memory of her little nephew. Christian stepped out of the line, affectionately grabbed Bianca's hand, and shook it, then earnestly explained. "My dear beautiful and elegant Auntie, we are indeed bona fide triplets. Mommy gave birth to the three of us, but Big Brother got lost by accident. Mommy has been looking for Big Brother all these years."

Meanwhile, I had an easy time giving birth to triplets on a sunny morning—to no surprise, they were all boys, healthy and strong just like John. "Thank you, darling!" John couldn't stop beaming in happiness, and quickly opened bank accounts for each baby where he deposited a few hundred million. He did not stop there either, as he put together a grand banquet where rich and famous figures across the world were invited, to announce to the world his joy. And in some far flung foreign country, Dylan just gave Lily a beating and was smoking on the couch to stave off his frustration. The news was on, and he was watching a news report about the triplets.

The aftermath of the gala was a whirlwind of international headlines. The tabloids called it the "Billionaire Twin War." Stock in the Ashford Group plummeted fifteen percent in a single morning, but Jade didn't care about the money. She was finally out of Lucian’s reach. Or so she thought. Two days after the announcement, Jade sat in the expansive living area of Sebastian’s penthouse, staring out at the grey, rain-slicked Manhattan skyline. The emerald engagement ring felt heavy on her finger a beautiful shackle.

I don't want him to know that we have twins. I went to the living area and saw Achi watching the television. I sat beside him and he helped me to sit. "Why are you so stubborn, Paige? I told you not to go back and forth. It's dangerous for you to walk on the stairs alone." I ignored Achi's cold remarks. I fixed my gaze on the television especially after I saw familiar faces. News flashed about the model and actress Thalia getting married. She's pregnant and obviously, Noah's the father.

he snapped at them. That man is rich. He is married and his wife is a socialite. He has so many mistresses, that he doesn't know how many kids he sired so far. Most of them get an abortion, but only a few will keep the child to threaten him for money. Little do they k for that he is so cruel that he never hesitated to kill any of them, even the little kids. His wife is happy as long as gives her enough money for her endless shopping spree. He never asked if she had an affair as long as she maintains it a secret.

What was wrong with that? She didn't have any relatives. She thought she had gained new family members after getting married, but her marriage was ruined by her cousin. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart by an invisible hand, making her unable to stand up straight from the pain. "Go home. Don't make a fool of yourself on the street," Nathan, a famous billionaire in LA, didn't want to be recognized on the street by others. But when Emily's hand grasped the car door handle, Nathan said, "Take a taxi, don't take this car. Sophia will sit in this car."

He just stood there, staring at me across the crowded ballroom with an expression of complete devastation. The girl he'd thrown away, the wife he'd neglected and humiliated, the woman he'd told would never find anyone better, was Isabella Morrison. Granddaughter of Alexander Morrison. Heir to one of the largest fortunes in the country. One of the most powerful women in New York. And he'd let me go without a fight. The applause finally died down and I sat back down, accepting congratulations from the people at my table with grace and poise I'd learned from watching my brothers navigate society. But I was hyperaware of the Wei family table, of the chaos I knew was happening there.