NoahOwen's words sent a shiver down my spine. I broke out in a cold sweat. I stared at him, eyes wide and filled with shock. Did he suspect anything? How could he know that Raymond was the father? Owen’s face reddened. He cleared his throat, trying to cover up his embarrassment."Don't look at me like that," He said, his voice softer now. "It's just my frustration talking. I know Raymond can’t be the father. But how could you not tell me the truth?"His initial anger seemed to fade. It was replaced by hurt and confusion. I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Owen didn’t suspect anything about Raymond. That was one less thing to worry about."Owen, you need to stop acting like a child," I said firmly. "Throwing tantrums doesn’t solve anything. My private life is none of your business anymore. If you harass me again, I won’t hesitate to call the police."With that, I turned and walked away. I left the villa I once called my home. His words had cut deep, but I couldn’t let him control

RaymondI was in Paris for a crucial business trip. The city was vibrant and lively as always. Paris in winter was a magical place. The city sparkled under a blanket of frost. The Eiffel Tower glistened like a jewel against the gray sky. The streets were lined with twinkling lights. The Seine flowed silently, reflecting the city’s charm.From my hotel room, I had a perfect view of this winter wonderland. I often found myself gazing out at the Eiffel Tower, dreaming about bringing Noah here one day. She would love the beauty and romance of Paris.My days were filled with back-to-back meetings, negotiating deals and attending conferences. The latest conference was particularly important. I was immersed in the discussions when my phone buzzed.It was Owen calling. I didn't think he had anything urgent to discuss, so I ignored the call. But he called again after only five seconds. I apologized to my colleagues and stepped out of the conference room. I felt annoyed at the interruption. Esp

NoahI was frightened by Raymond’s words. My heart pounded as I tried to process his sudden proposal. He knelt there, holding a stunning diamond ring that sparkled under the hospital lights. The world seemed to blur around me. “Raymond, I... I need some time to consider this,” I said with an unsteady voice.Raymond noticed my hesitation and the worry etched on my face. He gently rose to his feet, his eyes never leaving mine. “Noah, I love you more than anything. My feelings for you have only grown stronger. I want to be here for you and our baby. Please, believe in my sincerity,” he said. His words touched me deeply. My heart wavered. Could I give us a chance? I wondered silently.Raymond carefully helped me to sit up, treating me as if I were fragile porcelain. “You’re not alone in this, Noah. I want to take care of you,” he said, his tone soft yet determined.Raymond was understanding and told me to take as long as I needed. But he insisted on cohabitation. He was worried about me l

 NoahWhen I got married to Owen, I quit my job to focus on my life with him. But now, I had to find a way to support myself and my baby.Raymond was a billionaire, but I couldn't rely on him. I needed to ensure I had my own income. I had learnt that lesson the hard way. I couldn’t count on a husband to provide for me - you never know what might happen.I sat on the terrace overlooking the lake, contemplating my options. Raymond joined me, bringing a warm cup of tea."I've been thinking about finding a job," I said, looking out at the water. "I need to make sure I have enough money to raise our baby."Raymond nodded, his expression thoughtful. "I understand. What are yo