One Night With A Mysterious Billionaire (The Heiress's Revenge)-Chapter 75: you are pregnant

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For days now, I have been feeling weak and constantly sleepy. Ever since the day Sylvia picked me up from the road, my body had not felt like my own. That day alone, I had gotten quite an earful from her.

Sylvia had warned me repeatedly not to go to work today because of how weak I looked, but I insisted on coming anyway. There was too much to do. I needed to prepare the company before I returned to York City.

Sylvia would soon resume working for her father again, which meant she would leave the company without any trusted hands to oversee things. I couldn’t let that happen.

Besides, I hadn’t even properly stepped into this place since Raymond helped me acquire it and hired some staff to manage it. Thinking about it now made me feel a little guilty.

Raymond had done so much to set everything up, yet I had barely been here to supervise anything.

Today was the first real step.

I had called for a meeting with the entire management team. The company needed more investors and contracts from other firms if it was going to survive long-term.

Right now, the only major contract we had was with Black Corp, and even though it was profitable, it wasn’t nearly enough to sustain the company’s future growth.

We needed more.

Fortunately, the meeting went flawlessly.

The team Raymond had assembled was indeed capable. Each department head presented detailed reports and realistic projections, and for the first time since arriving, I felt a small sense of relief.

Maybe things wouldn’t fall apart after all.

As I listened to them speak, I made a mental note to reach out to Mr. Lancaster for assistance. He had once mentioned that he wouldn’t mind helping if I ever needed support, and perhaps now was the right time to take him up on that offer.

Then I suddenly remembered something.

We hadn’t had that tea together yet, the one we had casually talked about during the auction

A small smile curved on my lips at the thought as the meeting ended.

I slowly made my way toward my office, my heels echoing faintly in the quiet hallway.

However, the moment I pushed the door open, my vision suddenly blurred.

My head spun violently.

For a brief second, everything around me turned white. And then, darkness.

That was the last thing I remembered.

When I opened my eyes again, the first thing that reached my senses was the sharp smell of disinfectant.

A steady beeping sound echoed nearby, rhythmic and mechanical.

I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the bright lights above me.

"Where... am I?" I asked weakly, though there was no one in particular I was directing the question to.

"Lena! You’re awake!"

Sylvia’s voice immediately filled the room.

Relief was evident in her tone.

"Let me call the doctor," she said quickly before rushing out of the room. The door opened and closed in a hurry.

I turned my head slightly and looked around.

White walls.

Medical equipment.

IV tubes.

A hospital bed.

It didn’t take long for me to realize where I was.

A few moments later, the door opened again, and Sylvia walked in with a doctor behind her.

The doctor was a middle-aged man with a calm expression. He approached the bed and began checking my vitals while asking me a few simple questions.

"How are you feeling?"

"Dizzy... but okay," I replied.

He nodded thoughtfully and scribbled something down in the notebook he carried.

After finishing his checks, he turned to Sylvia.

"She is fine," he said calmly. "She just needs regular rest."

Then he began writing a few prescriptions.

Sylvia walked over and sat beside the bed, gently holding my hands.

Her grip was warm and reassuring.

Then the doctor looked at me again and smiled.

"Miss Smith," he said kindly, "you need to take better care of yourself and eat well from now on especially since you are eating for two."

For a moment, the words didn’t register.

Eating for two?

"You are three weeks pregnant," he continued with a smile. "Congratulations."

He handed Sylvia a paper.

"This is a list of supplements and foods that will help nourish both you and the baby. The pregnancy is still very early, so the baby is a bit unstable right now. Make sure she gets plenty of rest."

But by then, I had already stopped listening.

My mind had gone completely blank.

Pregnant.

I was... pregnant.

Slowly, almost instinctively, my hands moved to my stomach.

It was still flat.

There was no visible change.

Yet somehow... a life was growing inside me.

A small tear slipped down my cheek.

Then another.

But a smile appeared at the same time.

I was going to be a mother.

More tears streamed down my face as the realization settled into my heart.

At least now... I would have a family.

A real family.

One that wouldn’t leave me.

One that wouldn’t betray me.

For a brief moment, I wished my mother were here.

"Lena!"

Sylvia’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"You need to stop crying," she said anxiously.

"You’re pregnant now. You need to take care of yourself, for the baby’s sake."

I nodded and wiped my tears, offering her a small smile.

The doctor closed his notebook.

"Well, my work here is done," he said. "All you need to do now is complete the paperwork and you will be discharged."

He paused before adding,

"But make sure you visit a gynecologist soon for a proper check-up for both you and the baby."

With that, he left the room.

Silence filled the space after he was gone.

When I looked up, I noticed Sylvia staring at me with a complicated expression.

It looked like she wanted to ask something but was trying to hold herself back.

I sighed softly.

"Come on," I said gently. "You know you can ask me anything, Sylvia. I practically see you as my best friend... if not a sister."

That seemed to give her the courage she needed.

"What happened between you and Raymond?" she finally asked with a soft smile. "I’ve been meaning to ask."

I couldn’t help the wry smile that appeared on my face.

"I never told you this," I admitted slowly, "but Raymond and I entered into a relationship contract."

Sylvia’s eyes widened.

"What?" she exclaimed. "You did what?!"

I nodded slightly.

"At the time, we had a one-night stand," I explained quietly. "And my family was coming after me. I was about to lose the company. That contract... was the only solution."

I sighed softly.

"But he made one condition very clear," I continued. "I wasn’t allowed to fall in love with him. If I did, the contract would be annulled."

Sylvia remained silent, listening carefully.

"And the rest... you already know what happened."

A faint smile rested on my lips.

"After the auction incident, my feelings only grew stronger. I tried to control them... but I couldn’t."

My voice softened.

"He couldn’t accept that I had fallen in love with him."

I looked down at my hands.

"But I thought he felt the same way," I admitted.

"That’s why I had the courage to say it out loud."

I let out a quiet laugh.

"But I was wrong."

"He only did everything because of the contract... not because he loved me."

I shrugged lightly.

"I’ve made peace with it now... even though it still hurts."

Sylvia watched me for a moment before speaking again.

"One thing I’m sure of," she said firmly, "is that Raymond loves you."

I looked up in surprise.

"You didn’t see how he almost went mad when you were kidnapped," she continued. "We all saw it, in his eyes and in his actions."

She paused.

"But he is afraid of falling in love because of his past."

Her expression hardened slightly.

"That doesn’t excuse the way he treated you, though. But you should tell him about the baby."

She squeezed my hand.

"I believe he will be there for you. At least for the baby."

I shook my head immediately.

"I don’t want him to think I got pregnant just to trap him," I said softly. "You didn’t hear the things he said to me, Sylvia... his words hurt so much."

She chuckled lightly.

"He does that, doesn’t he?" she said casually. "I’ve known him for years, so I know how he is."

Then she stood up.

"Let’s go home first. We’ll talk about the rest later."

She said it as if talking to Raymond wasn’t the same as walking into a ticking time bomb.

When we got home from the hospital, Sylvia insisted that I call Raymond.

After hesitating for several minutes, I finally gathered the courage and dialed his number.

To my surprise, he picked up almost immediately.

"Hello..."

"Raymond," I said quietly, bracing myself for anger.

But it never came.

"Lena," his calm voice replied. "How are you doing?"

My mind went blank.

"Uh...," I stammered.

"I thought you called because you wanted to tell me something," he said again over the phone.

"Yes... yes," I quickly replied. "I called because there is something important I need to tell you."

My fingers tightened around the phone.

"But I would prefer it if we discussed it face to face."

I took a deep breath.

"So... Can I invite you out for tea?"

Then I hurriedly added,

"I promise I won’t jump on you or throw myself at you, so you don’t have to worry."

There was a brief pause.

"Alright," he said. "I will have tea with you."

My eyes widened.

"But I’m not in the country right now," he continued. "When I return, I’ll let you know so we can fix a time."

"Is that okay with you?"

I screamed internally.

Just like that?

My mind immediately began forming dozens of suspicious scenarios.

Was he trying to get rid of me?

Was he planning something?

Was he trying to avoid me completely?

My thoughts spiraled wildly.

"Are you still there?" his voice asked.

"Y-yes!" I quickly responded. "That’s... that’s okay with me."

Then I quickly ended the call.

I stared at the phone in my hand.

Raymond had been... calm.

And calm was not a word anyone usually associated with Raymond.

I gently placed my hand on my still-flat stomach.

"Well," I whispered softly, "let’s wait until he comes back."

My fingers traced small circles over my abdomen.

"Then we’ll see... if he accepts you."