My Lonely Billionaire (The Billionaire Kings Book 4) by Serenity Woods

Author:Serenity Woods [Woods, Serenity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-23T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Abigail

In the end, Noah suggests I stay for a few nights to let the dust settle and to see how I feel about everything. “Stay,” he says, “and try to put everything out of your mind and just concentrate on relaxing and feeling better.”

Of course, it’s impossible to do that. I agree to his offer because I can’t think of any alternative. I chew over the decision almost constantly over the next two days.

Wondering if Tom is concerned about me, not wanting him to ring the police, I finally text him to let him know I’m okay. After about two hours, I finally admit to myself he’s not even going to bother to reply.

It’s the final death knell for the relationship. I know, now, that I can’t go back to him—I just can’t. It’ll be bad for both me and the baby. Whether it was brave or foolhardy, I’ve made the break. I need to find a way to exist without him.

What other options do I have? I can’t afford to fly back to England, and even if I could, I wouldn’t want to return to my parents. Briefly, I consider contacting one of the friends I left behind in Hamilton, but most of them have kids, and even though I’m sure they’d help if they could, I can’t imagine any of them having the space or inclination to keep me and a newborn.

I think about taking Noah up on his offer to put me up in a hotel or a motel. But I can’t think of anything more depressing than returning there after giving birth. I have to think of my mental health. I’ve always thought of myself as a strong person, confident and resilient, but right now I’m fragile and emotional, packed full of baby hormones, and I have to put Peanut first.

I could go to the local Women’s Refuge and exist on their charity. There would be other women who might be able to help me look after the baby. But ultimately, is that going to be any less depressing than staying in a motel?

So… why shouldn’t I accept Noah’s offer to stay at his house?

I lie awake that night, in the strange bed with the crisp duvet, thinking about Noah sleeping a few rooms down, going over it in my mind. He’s possibly the kindest person I’ve ever met. And I really don’t want to take advantage of him.

But then I start thinking that maybe I’m being unfair to him. He’s not eighteen, making foolish declarations without thinking them through. He’s a grown man—ten years older than me, rattling around in a huge house, stuck in a behavioral pattern he’s having trouble breaking out of. He’s human, so he’s right—his offer isn’t going to be all altruistic. Maybe he’s seeing this as a chance to do something different. Yes, it’s a sacrifice—he’s giving up his peace and quiet, and to some extent I know he’s going to feel responsible for me and the baby. But I believe him when he says if I wanted to leave, he wouldn’t try to stop me.

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