Loving my Billionaire Stepbrother's Baby

Loving my Billionaire Stepbrother's Baby

Author:Beaumont, Emilia [Beaumont, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-02-03T16:00:00+00:00


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The kettle was boiled again and another round of tea was brought to me. The old man helped me wrap my hands around the cup. I was halfway finished, sipping the sweet liquid slowly when there was a loud knock on the door.

“They’re here,” the man said with relief and left the small room to answer the door. I put the cup down and got ready for what was about to happen, but the moment I saw the officers come into the room, their fluorescent yellow waistcoats on top of thick black jackets reflecting in the light, the tears began again. They were just about to find out that I was the world’s worst mother. How could I lose my baby?

A third figure stepped into the room, at first I caught the movement and thought it was the old man, but the figure hastily brushed in between the two officers and came at me.

Drake’s eyes came level with mine. He wrapped me in his arms as I cried.

“I’m so sorry, Drake. I’m so sorry I lost him.”

“Shh, you’re alright now.”

“But it’s not all right, he’s gone. I’ve ruined everything. You’ll never forgive me.”

“Of course I will, don’t be silly. Who’s gone?”

The old man had given us some room and allowed his house to be taken over by strangers but he coughed to get the officer’s attention. “The baby? Did you find the baby?”

I looked up. I didn’t dare breath as I watched Drake’s face crease.

“The baby?” Drake asked. “He’s at home. Where else would he be—”

“Oh thank god for that,” the old man interjected.

I shook my head. My thoughts and memories now even more confused than ever. Drake wouldn’t lie about such a thing like that, but it still didn’t make sense. I’d spent hours wandering around looking for our baby, trying to find where I’d left him. Trying to remember the last time I’d had him in my arms.

“But… he was with me. And then he wasn’t.”

“He’s home, Vi. He’s safe.”

“He was in my arms, crying. I had him in my arms. I lost him!”

“No,” he said firmly, taking a hold of my upper arms. “You didn’t. Sigrid ran after you, you gave him to her and disappeared in the crowd along Old Bond Street. We didn’t know where you were.”

“So I didn’t lose him?”

He shook his head. “No, my love. You didn’t.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” He wrapped me up again in his arms as he knelt in front of me. “I was so worried, Vi. I thought I’d lost you.”



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