The Billionaire’s Mistaken Prostitute Grief

Chase’s Point Of View.

“Your new girl again, Santiago?!” I heard his loud laugh so I frowned.

“Just do what I say,” I answered.

“Okay sure noted,” he said laughing and I quickly hung up.

I sighed heavily as I thought about what happened. I have to know who the hell is she and why is she acting like that if she’s just a prostitute?!

Amelia’s Point Of View.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was late when we got home to dad’s mansion, he asked why we only got home now and I answered that we went to the mall.

I don’t want to tell him that the father of my children is a Santiago. My children should forget that they met their father now, I hate to see them with that demon.

I feel that at any moment he will take my children from me. And when that happens I might completely lose myself.

They are the only reason I stayed strong, and if they were taken from me I would never be able to.

After eating dinner, we immediately went straight to my room so that Caleb and Aria could sleep.

Being so tired, Aria quickly fell asleep, while Caleb was still awake.

“Mom, you said it’s bad to lie,” I heard him say causing me to turn to him.

I was sitting on the sofa near their bed, I saw him looking at me from his side.

“Yes, Caleb. Why?” I asked, I was often surprised whenever Caleb was like this. I feel like we’re the same age because he’s mature enough to speak.

Maybe he inherited it from that demon man because I wasn’t like this when I was young. I’m just like Aria when I was young.

“Because you said that Mr. Santiago is not our dad,” I heard the sadness in his voice so I couldn’t speak. “Mom, you’re just mad at him, right? But he’s our dad, right?”

“C-caleb,” was all I could say. I saw him get up from lying down and sit on the end of the bed.

“Mr. Santiago said that he doesn’t know about us, he said that he doesn’t know that you’re pregnant,” he said while looking at me and tears started to fall in my eyes so I quickly you wiped “Mom, I always saw grandma bullying you because you’re a single mom. When we met dad, you’re so mad at him. That’s why you’re a single mom?”

I quickly stood up and hugged him. “Caleb, it’s hard to say why. I’m really angry with him and I hate him, but that doesn’t mean you should be angry with him,” I whispered while hiding my tears from Caleb. “Even though I don’t want you to consider him as your father, I know it’s impossible because even if the world collapses, he’s still your father.”

“I hate him because he let you suffer alone,” I heard Caleb whisper.

“He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know anything,” I whispered. “I don’t want you to grow up holding a grudge, so don’t be mad at him,” I added.

I let go of the hug and touched his face. “I promise, when I’m ready to tell you what you should know, I’ll tell you. I don’t want to keep secrets from you, but for now I’ll just keep it to myself,” I said. “Alright, go to sleep, Caleb,” I said and he nodded and lay down.

I sighed before covering him a blanket, when I saw that he was sleeping, I quickly went to the veranda of my room to get some air.

When I got there, my tears were falling so fast that I quickly held my mouth so as not to make any noise.

How can I say that they were alive now because their father raped me? How can I say that to my dear children?

It is painful for them to know that, and they will think that they will never have a proper family because of our situation. It’s hard for me that I can’t give them a good family, I promised myself then that I would be a good mother and I would give everything to my children.

But what if they ask me for a father?

Can I give it to them? Am I ready to forget what that demonic man did to me to make us a family? Can I cover all my pain and wounds for the sake of my children?

Now I keep wondering if I made the right decision to return here.