Pregnant Assistant To The Billionaire Ceo นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Pulled out his phone from the pocket of his black pair of jogger pants and typed something to it. ************ "Hi! I'm Tracy Sunshine and this is Tonia my assistant, we're going to help you with your hair, clothes and everything." Said the dark skinned petite lady who was smiling at me, displaying her white set of 32. Her assistant, the fair and taller one just smiled. I decided it was her assistant I liked. "Hi." I waved lazily at them, and sat up right, pushed my legs into my flip-flops. "I trust you two to take care of her, and don't let the others stress her, she's pregnant." Ryan informed them.

Blaine Texer "Is there anything you want Mr. Texer?" I heard my new personal assistant asked politely. My eyes are focused on my pregnant wife who was glaring at Rhaze the whole time with a permanent scowl on her face. Rhaze is a kind girl and Autumn was the one who hired her.

I made to open it but someone opened it from the outside, a maid. "Good morning," she smiled sweetly at me. She's a woman in her late forties, probably. "Hi," I mouthed glaring at her. I've never seen her before. "I'm Clarice, your new personal assistant. I'll be assisting you with a lot of things, especially when you become pregnant," she explained dilating my eye pupil. I am not stunned about the fact that she is my personal assistant or something but the word 'pregnant' is something I wasn't expecting to hear so early this morning. I mean I just found out that Alpha Andrew is truly my mate yesterday, what pregnancy could probably occur so soon?

“Are nesting. You’re literally nesting in a mansion, pregnant with a billionaire’s baby, surrounded by hot testosterone, and that one butler that looks like he walked off a Calvin Klein ad.” “That’s Carlos. He’s the head of security and Alexander’s assistant.” She blinked. “Jesus. I need a lie-down.” ..... Katie and I curled up on the patio with thick blankets, hot chocolate, and a bowl of Kayla’s ginger cookies between us. The Irish sunset was melting across the sky in streaks of soft gold and rose. “So... this baby. Unexpected?” Katie asked gently. I nodded. “Completely. I didn’t plan this. I didn’t even know if I wanted kids after... you know.”

“That's what I thought too when I allowed her to stay with her son in this place, but that woman hasn't divorced her former husband and they are working together to extort money from poor doctor Antonio!” “But- oh my goodness,” Gift wanted to speak, but she couldn't find a word in her dictionary that supported what she had just heard. She dropped her cup as well and covered her face with her palm, “I can't believe this,” she said as she lowered her head. “This is why I can't let them be friends. She claims to be pregnant for the doctor, but she meets her second husband in different derelict places, from hotels to motels to dark alleys. No one can tell who the real father of her baby is from

And we may not have talked about it, but Nathan is exactly the guy I want to raise this baby with. I blow out a shaky breath and realize I’m smiling. Everything with me and Nathan is messy. But it’s a kind of messy that feels right. The bathroom door swings open, and Nathan’s assistant Lucia walks in. She immediately spots the pregnancy test, and her eyebrows shoot up. We both freeze. “Don’t tell anyone,” I blurt. “Of course not,” Lucia says. And then, after a beat, she asks, “Do you need help, or congratulations?” My heart swells. This woman barely knows me. But she’s offering her signature calm, efficient support, whatever I want to do with this pregnancy.

She sat on the couch and sighed heavily as she unbuckled the Carrier to free baby May. “Come here, darling,” Rita said with a smile as she carried the baby who was eager to meet her. “Such a princess,” she remarked with a chuckle as she played with the baby. “Rita, what’s the situation?” Melisa asked at once. “Still the same. 20 million naira and nothing less,” she replied. “Who does he think I am?!” She thundered. “He thinks you’re the daughter in-law of a billionaire family, and your husband is now CEO of the billionaire wine company,” she stated.

Maybe her father is right and this is not necessarily the end of the road for her; she wasn’t the first woman to get pregnant out of wedlock but the complicated part was how she conceived of this baby; the story still remains that she was abused by a young Billionaire CEO who thinks the whole world rotates on his money. “Now please go and clean up and join me in the dining room shortly, your mother will be serving dinner in thirty minutes. I want you to look lively and without these tear marks on your face, also pack your hair properly. You might find a good husband with another man’s baby, but you won't find one with messy hair.” Mr. McCurry teased.

Chapter One “Sign it, Alora. You give me my heir, I fund your family, and we never speak of love again.” The words were as cold as the stainless-steel surgical tools he wielded daily. My billionaire professor, now my ruthless husband, slid the crisp, white marriage contract across his heavy mahogany desk. Looking up at Dr. Dominic Reid’s frozen, impossibly handsome face, I felt the air completely leave my lungs. How did a brilliant, scholarship medical student end up trapped by the most ruthless cardiothoracic surgeon in the country?

Narrowing her disapproving eyes, she replied with a fiery tone. "Isn't this a big issue too?" Deasy asked curtly. "You're a guy, after all. So, you'll never understand what it's like to feel nauseous, dizzy, and have trouble eating. That's why you should tell your wife to get pregnant, so you can know what it's like to take care of a pregnant woman. So you won't just speak without thinking," Deasy ranted. As if not satisfied, she grumbled again. "Oh, I almost forgot. Your wife can't possibly get pregnant. You never even touch her. So how could she get pregnant!"