The Runaway Maid; Pregnant with the Billionaire's baby

ed into his wife Elizabeth's eyes, the pang of guilt covered him, and he knew he had to tel

nfess. He cleared his throat, looked at his wife for the seventh time. "Elizabeth," he beg

shinning eyes filled with cur

placed on the table. The words were stuck in his throat, but he

ow furrowed. "

n gone for some time now, Elizabeth. And... I am...." "And you're what?" Elizabeth quickly cut in. "

n a mix of emotions played across her face. She was surprised, angry and final

or do you have something with her that I know nothing abou

h regret trying to hide his feelings. "It isn't that way. No

trying to tell her . She stood up at once, her chair scraping against the

re, Alexander," she said, her voice c

h. I but I just thought it right to help her out. But I don't want that to stand between

down her cheeks. "If you don't want to lo

understand. Just know that I love you, and I'll

f his neared confession. He knew that mending their shattered trust would be a long and painf

bedroom, battling with her emotions and trying to come to terms with the shocking idea of bringing Samantha h

Alexander, seeking reassurance and updates on his conversations with Elizabeth. She, too, was trapped in a web o

ally emerged from her self-imposed isolation. She found Alexander sitting by the window, gazing out at

, her voice hesitant, "I've

eyes filled with hope. "E

ilencing him for a moment

is heart pounding h

my trust in you. How could you think of searching for someone who intentionally decided to run away?. But when I reme

fe's words. "Elizabeth, I'm so sorry for the pain I've cause

both as a couple and as a family. We have a lot of healing to do, Alexa

held each other tightly, their hearts heavy with the weight of their

r peck on her forehead. I promise to make it up to you". Elizabeth lo

to know how she was doing and if there were any developments with the baby. It had been some days si

tha's number. He couldn't help but feel nervous as he waited for h

came through the line, f

said, his voice soft and ea

and then Samantha responded, her tone a mix of surpr

I... I wanted to check on you and the baby. It's be

of worry in her reply. "I appreciate your concern, Al

him. "I'm glad to hear that. How have yo

ions. "Physically, I've had my ups and downs, but I'm

want to be a part of this child's life. I want to support you through

eared that she might reject his offer. "I really

. Her voice, once warm and accepting, had now turned sharp and determ

voice filled with concern. "I just want to be there

child yours. You need to make a decision, and it's not just about providing finan

as asking him to come clean to his wife, Elizabeth, about the situation, to openly a

voice heavy with regret. "I will talk to Elizabet

gain, the anger replaced by a sense of hope. "Alexander, I want what's best for our chil

I'll take the necessary steps to ensure our c

he had fathered with Samantha. It was a step he feared to take toward rebuilding trust and ensuring that their child would grow up in a family where they

her feeling both relieved and anxious. While he had expressed his intention to be involved in their child's life, it was clear that the path ahead would be filled

erself from Alexander and his family seemed like a reasonable choice. It would spare her from the complexities and potential conflicts

vide. The idea of shouldering the responsibilities of motherhood entirely on her own was disturbing. She k

born baby. She placed her hand on her growing belly, feeling the gentle movem

future of her child as well. She wanted what was best for them, she wished for a life fill

tions carefully, seeking advice from trusted friends. She would consider what would provide the most stable and loving environment

with the best interests of her child at heart. Parenthood was an incredible responsibility, and