The Billionaire's Nanny

her down. Knowing my wife well, I realized that talking to her would be the one thi

by!" she exclaimed, continuing to pace the spacious living area.

telling her, "Baby, you should be happy; we're about to

What the fuck do you mean by that, Lucas? What

and extremely irritable for a few weeks, and I now knew that her hormones were playing tricks on

own hair and pleaded. I rocked her gently again

er words muffled as she said, "I

don't have to be

She tried to curl up on the couch next to me, but I resisted her advances an

and wept softly. It devastated my heart to watch her scream in such a way, even t

as she stated, "I d

rce you to do anything that would harm it, you know that

slightly

his a chance, and you know how children always bring so much hap

as developing in her stomach, I knew our

chest and stared at me, s

lance could quickly turn into a glare. Yes, we are, but would

e time, and I waited for he

right, I'm being conceited; having a child wou

r your career; it's good for you to think about it." I used t

tears created a track from her eyes down to her chin. With her ga

my face and questioned,

ying, "You make me perfect, baby." "I hate

d a kiss on my lips. She was beaming broadly now, and I was pleas

nd we soon found ourselves dozi

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doctor doing the ultra

ted and giddy every morning at the prospect that I would soon become a father. However, I was unable to say the same with Evelyn, who

inst having

her feelings, and even if she could, I knew enough abo

rience the same level of enjoyment that these childre

again, but then I gripped her hand, and she stoppe

t the physician and mutt

nodded, sayi

table. He added, "I'll leave you to get back

communicate made me glad. She stopped me as I was about to begi

le. She took up her dress from the room's chair and found it difficult to zip it up.

of interest, and it didn't seem right that she was

rtle other patients. "I don't know, maybe because I am carrying your crazy child, Lucas," she said. "It wa

children like that." Up until now, I had been as understanding as a

"I am not going to have this conversation h

doctor returned to the room to give us

n the way back home; I faced my window

yn rejected all of my attempts to mend it. As her belly continued to grow, she tu

any her to the hospital. She would not even let me tell her how much

she started to be inattentive and would spend h

ids had to eat from a bottle, but what hurt more than

belts and with her attitude not changing, I final

behind me and said, "E

m a meeting with her manager and was sitting on the sofa with a hal

smoking? I paused in

wanting? That's no

es. "What I want is to talk about our lives and about our family

tupid to assume that they would make her happy again; nothing

ll of the childcare duties. My little sister Mia was the only one

has been a greater mother

d, "Well, I also want to chat, you

talk about what was bothering her so muc

sten. Why are you so upset about kids?

ad three shots, and they were all related to my pregnancy. I

t her choice of words because it hurt me so deep

ectedly became pregnant. She sobbed and dropped to the ground, covering her face with h

er giving birth, but it was all in the past. I had to be honest with her, or el

ime I did that, she became even angrier. Fina

ere; I need to breathe and be myself

me where you want to go, and I

and began her tense walking. "N

cautious not to come too c

emories of what I lost. And I'm at my limit now. I wa

to cling on to the nightstand to keep from falling back. Although I understand

time in months, stopping her pacing and

ll do everything to obtain a child; and we have two that we don't even want,

I yelled, taking my

let's consider this: if we place the children for adoption, our

could not believe what she was saying. "S

simply believe that their family would love the

unk, Evelyn; sleep over it; when you wake up, yo

me, but it was enough to stop me from leaving. "I only had one drin

er. "Don't you want us to be perfect again?!" she asked as she turned around a

ce, and I knew I would have to fight to make the correct decision with he

rought her lips to mine as I wrapped my arms around he

shirt more than halfway, and I could feel the bulg

e do it for me. Do you not want the best for me?She reac

ew back my he

ould please, le

adoption was all it took to bring me back to earth.

you? Her expression had b

p my kids to appease you and make you happy, you've gone mad,"

halted me in my tra

space between us as I turned

u heard me; it's me or it's them; you eith

got over it fast; she was clearly intoxicated, which was the only plau

is isn't a joke. There are just two things you can do

han anything, but I also loved my children, and I could not give them up even if my life depen

compassionate model I had fallen in love wi

said, "I don't know you an

d lifted a hand to halt me, sayi

cket and squared my shoulders, knowing that not

or. I gripped the doorknob for a few seconds, thinking

," I said to the woman I loved the most as I opened the d