Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife
mumbled under my breath, still dazed. I turned to check the calendar on the wall.
the most specia
closed my mouth before a fly could enter
ith her frail hands and surveyed my face. "I'm sorry I have no presen
et in her eyes transformed into warmth. "Having you here b
back the tears and held my hands. A soft smile emerged from her thin, pale lips. "I
to have you a
m gone?" Mom asked, startling me. A chill ran down my spine as he
aising that
The grave expression on her face held me back. "Will yo
ion burst from my lips as I met her gaze. An imaginary heart squeezed my chest. I pursed my lips and swallowed
tions any longer. Within secon
uld not even walk on her own. I didn't think she would survive another chemotherapy session in her conditi
re I die, I want you to promise me you will b
ilence passed
il
endered. In a barely audible voi
ve faith in you. I know you will fulfill you
kissed her on the temples before ri
. The smile on her face broke the tension in the atmosphere, and I relaxed. "I brought you
e before blowing out the candle. I'm gettin
stairs. We must eat b
. I'll carry Mom down
s and carefully descended the stairs. She was so light, almost like a c
ed when I finally lowe
king my mouth water. I suddenly realized I was starv
eline said, pointing out the
ours cooking these for Lily
these. It was your recipe," Celine c
y enjoy this breakfast," I exclaimed, pulling
we can eat? My sto
, I served Mom a small portion before fi
e asked, taking a bite of her food. Her attention was focused on
forgot to ask. I'm eager to hear the-" She finally ra
ve asked," she blurted out. Regr
plate, pretending to like the food even though I lost
id. "It's a long story." I took a
further and let her attention wander back to her food. Mom did t
fter we finished our black forest cake fo
ily." She had already gathered the
sponsibility, Celine," I protested, trans
clude me in preparing meals. I'm just returning the favor," she reasoned. "Y
surrendered.
watch her favorite talk show on the so
opped halfway at the sound of my phone ringing. I picked it up from t
red, assuming it wa
ing to sound cheerful.
ned silent. I pressed the end button. It must be teenagers playing a
ng
I wasn't surprised to see it was from the same number. When
irthday
ooked at the text. Since the sender rema
orkers at the restaurant,
to the bathroom to prepare for