The Billionaire Unexpected Bride
crackled like an impending storm. Andrew's mother strode back and fort
d so tightly they could have been etched into stone. Finally,
osition!" My mum's spine straightened, her gaze icy and unwavering. "Be very careful, ma'am," she replied, her words deliberate and cold as steel. "My daughter may not be here to defend herself, but I will not stand by while you insult her. And remember, your son is just as responsibl
let out a weary sigh before admitting, "Yes, Mother. It happened... on the wedding night. I was drunk, and it happened." His words struck like a thunderclap, reverberating in the sti
Andrew began, but she silenced him with a sharp wave of her hand. "Enough! I don't want to hear excuses. Doctor," she barked, turning to the man hovering nervously near the door. "Conduct a DNA test immediately. I want pr
e melted steel, but after a tense pause, she relented with a begrudging nod. "Fine," she snapped. "But the moment it's safe,
e undeniable: Andrew was the father of my child. We found
circumstances," the judge declared, his voice firm, "the court has decided to deny the petition for di
into a thin line, she sank back into her seat, her fury palpable but restrained. Living in Andrew's house was a daily trial. Andrew's mum made no attempt to hide her disdain for me. She relegated me to the servants' quarters and insisted I earn my keep despite my condition. One morning, she thrust a mop into my hands with a sneer. "Don't think being pregnant with my grandc
ation. Andrew stiffened, his hands faltering as he adjusted his tie. He turned abruptly, his expression darkening as he strode over and snatched the photo fr
dropped to his knees beside me, his anger replaced by fear. His hands hovered uncertainty, his face pale. "My baby," I whispered through tears, the pain overwhelming. A
e I could respond, the door opened, and Andrew stepped in. His usual aloof demeanor was replaced by something softer, concern, maybe even guilt. "Are you alright?" he asked hesitantly, his gaze avoiding mine. I nodded weakly. "Thank you for bringing me here." He hesitated, his hands buried in his pockets. "It was the least I could do," he murmured. After a long pause, he added, "I didn'
more to Andrew than the cold, distant man I had come to