Lost in Luxury: A Billionaire Denial

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shock, she hurriedly lifted me into her car and rushed off to the hospital. She was filled with worry a

lying in the back seat, her face strained with pain, and she felt a surge of determination to get me the medical at

rushing to help me out. She gently supported me as she hurried into the em

quickly got me settled into a hospital bed. She stood by my side, offering wo

ed that my aunt join him in his office. With a heavy heart, she made

ctor's office, she took a

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r me to be pregnant for three months without her no

st available to ensure the health of both

ned the steps she needed to take to provide the best possible care for me and my unborn child. With each word, she felt a mix of

ng all medical advice to ensure a safe pregnancy. He offered reassurance that with pr

o everything in her power to support me through my pregnancy journey, provi

She knew that the road ahead wouldn't be easy, but she was ready to stand

walked me gently to the car, requesting we go straight to

d sound of an old car's engine as it made its way down the winding driveway. Despite the noise, my au

xiety. She knew that confronting Jerry's father wouldn't be easy, but she was determin

tepping out onto the grand front balcony. With each determined step she took towards the

ers, steeling herself for what lies beyond. With a d

Jerry's father standing in the doorway, a

d, his voice filled with curi

lained my situation with a calm yet urgent tone. "My niece here is a few months pregnant, and your son, Jerry, i

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cern as he absorbed the gravity of the situation. As she finished speaking, there

ith sincerity. "Please, come in. Let's talk a

to discuss a plan of action. Despite the uncertainty that lies ahead, she fe

err

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. Jackson screamed his son's name,

s place, gave me a bombastic side e

here is pregnant, and she said you'

mean look. "I'm not responsi

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eny it in front

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oseness between you both, but I never knew it was more than just friendship. Are you very sure the

Jerry replied to his father

me. Jerry wasn't bothered by that. "Are you really sure you aren't responsible?" his

er of a swirling storm of denials. Despite Jerry's repeated pret

I would live in his mansion until I gave birth, after childbirth, a D

ng with conflicting emotions. He was filled with anger, whe

sheltering me in such surroundings until the birth of my child provided a glimmer of hope in the situation. The assuran

as we both headed back h

g voice called him. Before he could escape, his father's authorit

will find yourself dealing with me!" his father's words ech

he gravity of his father's warnings. It wasn't just about the pregnancy; it was about th

sonally drove me back in her old, worn-out car that seemed to gr

nt. With a polite nod and a grateful smile, I bid her farewell before mak

exchanged pleasantries with the household staff, who greeted me warmly, their fa

rdered. Jerry, with anger in his face, did as his father said. I made

eaki

ed straight to my bed, I felt a sudden grip around my neck

in this mansion," he warned,

unding with fear and frustration. I knew I had to

feel the tension hanging heavy in the air. With a trembling voice, I assured Jerry that I had no

ulled back to the safety of my be

tentions now deviating towards romance, my instin

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and made contact with his cheek, the une

d and his heart heavy with disbelief. He had expected a different respo

rious stares of the housekeeper who had

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ontinually, as he yelled at her. The housekeeper rushed

with determination, sending a clear messag

bbing me forcefully, my desperation surged.

Da

rry.

rying the weight of my fear and urgency, I ran do

hat's wrong, my dear? What did Jerry do? Are you okay?" his father a

ped me!"

o shock. His mind racing with a mix of emotions. "He did what?" He fina

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