Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 90

*Adelaide*

I was so excited, I could hardly contain myself. After my little run-in with the wicked witch, I brushed off her words and made my way to the baby

store.

She would not dampen my mood no matter how much she got under my skin. I was the one with the man and not the upper hand.

1. I would forever have

Now, I placed my phone just behind the sugar pot on the corner of the counter and started the video. I wanted to get all of this on film and I wanted to play it back over the years. Once that was done I made my way to the oven and placed the little baby onesie in the oven.

pHe had just pulled into the driveway and was walking up to the house. I had been holding this secret in for two hours and it had felt like two hours too long. I felt like I was about to burst with the news.

I sat down on the kitchen island and grabbed my mug. I was a jittery bundle of nerves but in the best way possible. My leg was bouncing on the stool and my heart rate had skyrocketed.

“Breathe,” I said slowly to myself. “It’s going to be great.”

I heard the front door open and then his voice carried into the kitchen. “Baby?”

“I’m in here.” I fidgeted in my seat. My eyes flicked to the oven quickly before they moved to his entering form. “Hey, husband.”

“Hey, wife.” He beamed at me with a small smile. “How are you?”

He walked over to me and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. An instant surge of flutters filled my belly and I was giddy like a little school girl.

When he pulled away I was sure that the flush on my face was evident. It was crazy to think that after all this time he still managed to make me feel like a little schoolgirl.

“I missed you,” I said. “How was your day?”

“It was good. I just closed on the London deal and we’ll break ground in the next 6 months.” He pulled me to my feet and placed his hands on my hips. “Do you know what that means? We could be spending Christmas

in Europe, my love. I can finally give you that white Christmas you’ve always wanted.”

“That sounds like heaven,” I hummed my agreement, smiling at him.

He nodded, kissing my lips gently. “Just, you, me, and a faraway cottage in the countryside. Paris made me want to do that with you in every country. Just spending time away from it all. A place we can just be us. No careers, no fans, no media. Just me and the woman I love so dearly.”

I might as well have been a puddle around his feet at that point. How was he even real?

He pulled away from me and walked to the fridge to pull out his favorite. can of soda. “Have you had dinner? Do you want me to make something? Or we can order in?”

This was it.

My eyes flicked to my phone hoping that it was capturing everything. needed this moment to be remembered for all of eternity.

“I actually baked.”

He arched an eyebrow my way. “You? Baking?”

“Yes,” I crossed my arms over my chest. “I can bake.”

I

“You burn everything you make. I’m surprised you didn’t burn the kitchen down.” He was teasing me. It was evident with the smile on his face. “What was it? Cupcakes? Biscuits?”

“Shut

1. I did not burn them, they were just slightly crispy.”

“They were black,” he said with a deadpan expression on his face. “I love you but you and the oven don’t mix unless it’s making pizza or some sort of casserole. Baking is just not your forte my love.”

“You can’t even cook so I don’t know what you’re busy yapping about.” I -rolled my eyes.

He held his hands up in surrender. “Okay, fair enough. What did you make, baby? I want to taste it.’

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“Buns,” I said, already feeling the nerves settling into my stomach. “They’re in there.”

I pointed to the oven. I had thought that maybe he would have caught on

almost immediately but he just nodded and walked to the oven.

“So we’re just going to have buns for dinner? Are you sure you don’t want to order out, I don’t mind making a quick pizza run.”

I shook my head. “The buns will be just fine.”

“It’s not hot,” he looked back over his shoulder at me in confusion. “Did you forget to turn the oven on?”

“No, they’re in there.”

He shrugged and turned back to the oven and opened it.

I waited with bated breath as he reached inside to pull out the little onesie that I had put on a baking tray. He looked down at it, his eyes scrutinizing it for a moment.

I hopped off my chair and pulled out three of the pregnancy tests I had peed on and walked over to him with my hands behind my back.

Realization dawned on his face and he lifted his head to find me. I could see the shock mixed in with confusion but beneath all of it I could also see the joy. The unimaginable happiness was so evident to see.

“Really?” He just wanted to make sure that this was exactly when he thought it meant. “Are you are you pregnant, love?”

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I pulled the tests from behind my back and showed him. “Yes, yes I am.”

He placed the tray down before he grabbed me in his arms and lifted me off the ground. “Oh my God! Oh my God!”

I circled my arms around his neck and let out a series of laughs that moved from my belly and to my heart. When he had set me down again he was beaming with an ear to ear smile on his face. “We’re having a baby?”

I nodded at his excitement. “Yeah, we’re having a baby.”

He grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me with so much vigor and passion I felt it all the way down to my toes. “Oh my God, I love you. I love you. I love you. I. Love. You.”

He dropped down to his knees and placed his hands over my flat belly. I could see awe and wonder in his eyes. I loved seeing him like this. I was a lucky woman to have such a man

“Hey, baby.” He drew his head closer to my belly. “I’m your daddy and I can’t wait to meet you too.”

My heart melted.

“You’re going to have the best mom and I swear on all that I love, I will give you the life you deserve where you will want for nothing and you will have the very best of everything.”

I fell in love with this man a little bit every day. And now, I just knew without a shadow of a doubt in my heart that I was going to love him. even more as I saw him grow into his new role as a father.

Damon’s eyes lifted to meet mine. I could see the silent words he was trying to relay to me telepathically. We had dreamed of this day and neither of us had expected it to be so quick but here it was.

When he came to Paris that day it could have been the end of us. But instead, it was simply the beginning of a new chapter for us.

We had walked through many storms and this was our rainbow at the end of it. This was our new starting point.

At least, that was what I had hoped it would be. But life had other plans.