Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband

Chapter 68 

BLAIRE

I felt like a bomb just dropped in front of me when I saw Sebastian standing a few meters away from

us. My hand immediately pulled Blaze tightly, trying to protect him. I knew this was about to happen,

but I wasn’t expecting it to happen this soon.

I gulped as I watched his eyes turn dark while switching his eyes between me and Blaze. I was holding

my breath while waiting for him to say something. When he didn’t, I quickly took that chance to put

Blaze away from the situation.

I kneeled in front of my son until our eyes were on the same level. I cupped his cheeks as I gently

caressed them. “Baby, why don’t we go back to your room, huh?”

“Hmm,” he said as he looked back at Sebastian. After a couple of minutes, he shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay, mom,” he said.

I let out a sigh of relief before I grabbed his tiny arm and gently pulled him towards the elevator.

“Blaire.”

I heard Sebastian’s threatening voice behind me. I shut my eyes for a second as I took a deep breath

before I turned in his direction. “We’ll talk later,” I said before walking briskly towards the elevator.

As soon as I said that, Sebastian quickly followed behind us. He got in the elevator as we did. I noticed

Blaze giving him a confused look. I felt Blaze gently tugging at the hem of my shirt. He also makes his

hand gesture as if he’s making me lean over to him. I did what he asked me to do and leaned my ear

closer to him.

“There’s a stranger following us, mom. I think we should call the police,” he whispered.

I pursed my lips, trying to hold my laugh upon hearing what Blaze said. He even looked at Sebastian

and squinted his eyes towards him, as if he’s letting Sebastian know that he knows what he’s doing.

“It’s fine, baby. Let mommy handle it,” I replied before gently tousling his hair.

The elevator pings as soon as we reach our floor. We immediately got off and walked straight to

Blaze’s room. I can still feel Sebastian following us. So when we reached the door of Blaze’s room, I let

him in first before turning toward my back. Sebastian wasn’t expecting that, so he was surprised and

was kind of startled when I stopped him from entering the room.

“You stay here. I’ll talk to you later,” I said.

He was about to open his mouth to respond, but before he could even say anything, I quickly shut the

door. As soon as we entered the room, my phone rang. I answered it when I saw Sylvia’s name

flashing on the screen.

“Did you

find him?” she asked as soon as I answered the call.

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“Thank God! I’ll be right there in a minute,” she said before hanging up the phone.

I put my phone back into my pocket before I turned towards Blaze, who was now lying on his bed.

“Don’t do that again, okay? What if something bad happened to you? You just got out of surgery,” I told

him as I fixed his blanket,

“I’m sorry, Mommy. I was so excited to see you when I heard Sylvia say that you’d be coming back. I

missed you so much,” he explained while pouting his lips.

“I understand, honey. But what you did was dangerous. Something wrong could have happened to you

while you’re out. Next time, no matter what happens, please wait for me to come to you,” I reminded

him.

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“Yes, mommy. I’m sorry

I let out a loud sigh before planting a soft kiss on his forehead. “Go and take a rest now.”

Just in time after I finished tucking Blaze on the bed, Sylvia came inside the room. “Ahmmm… There’s

a gorgeous man right outside our room. Are you aware of that, Blaire?” she immediately informed me

as soon as she stepped in.

“Yes, I’m well aware of that,” I answered.

I haven’t even given her any information, yet by the widening of her eyes, I can already guess that she

has already formulated some answer in her head.

“Is he…” she quickly halted her words when her eyes landed on Blaze, who was silently watching her.

I’m glad that she didn’t pursue what she’s about to say next.

I just smiled at her without confirming anything. “Can you look after Blaze for me?” I asked her. Before I

went out, I whispered something to her. “And please make sure that Blaze isn’t going to come out of

this room until I’m back.”

“I got it, Blaire,” she assured me.

I gave her an awkward smile before taking a deep breath. I lost count of how many times I did that just

to calm myself down. But no matter how many times I do it, I still don’t feel like I’m ready to face him.

But regardless of whether I’m ready or not, there’s no way I can avoid this anymore.

Despite feeling unprepared, I mustered the courage to slowly open the door and step outside the room.

To my surprise, Sebastian was there, leaning against the wall opposite the door, his presence both

unexpected and unsettling.

He was just glaring at me while both of his hands were inside his pockets.

“Is he mine?”

It’s the first thing that comes out of his mouth. I fought the urge to wring his neck at that moment. How

dare he ask me that when I have never had other men in my life than him? The nerve of this guy.

I was so pissed that I didn’t think thoroughly about my answer. “No, he isn’t yours,” I said without

breaking eye contact. I wanted to applaud myself for lying without stuttering.

“Really, Blaire?” he said, clenching his jaw. “So, you wouldn’t mind if I swab his mouth for a second,

then do a little DNA testing to make sure, right?” he added sarcastically.

“Don’t you dare, Sebastian,” I warned him.

“Your response was enough for me to confirm that he’s mine. Are you aware that you’re pregnant

before you sign our divorce paper?” Anger was evident on his face.

“Well, you didn’t bother asking while you-handed me the paper. So I figure, why bother telling you?”

“That’s selfish, Blaire!”

“Don’t

you dare talk to me about selfishness, Sebastian. You’re the one who chooses your first love over your

wife. Pardon me if I don’t see you fit to be a father. I would never put my son in a position where he

needs to beg for his position in life. You’ve made your choices, Sebastian, and so have I. And I chose

to protect my son.” I thought I’d forgotten about the pain that he had caused me. But yet, blurting it out

loud brings all the pain, as if it just happened yesterday.

“He’s not just your son, Blaire! He’s half mine. You can’t just decide for him. He deserves to know who

his father was! You didn’t even tell him he was in a hospital? How dare you, Blaire?! You’d rather

choose to give yourself to me than ask for my money and tell me that my son is sick.”