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

Chapter 87

*Adelaide’

Life had been nothing short of exhausting lately-and 1 meant that literally I was exhausted and I had no idea why.

Damon and I were doing amazing. Things were finally looking up for us. We had even gotten some couples therapy sessions. in. It had been his idea to go and I was all for it. We needed to learn to communicate the right way and to help each other in a healthy way

It felt like I had known Damon my entire life but it was times like these that I forgot that we were only one year into our marriage. We were still figuring each other out. The majority of the years I had known him we were never close.

I loved him and 1 loved us together. I was willing to work at it as long as he was in it with me.

I had been in and out of meetings all day and we were about to wrap up but throughout the entire meeting I had been feeling so nauseous. It had been like that for the past two weeks. I didn’t know if I was coming down with something or what. Damon and Corinna were fine so I didn’t think I was sick.

We had just wrapped with the showrunners when I had to bolt for the bathroom so quickly. I had just about made it in time before the entirety of my bowels expelled themselves.

I hated vomiting. Not only the taste but also the core workout you got when you heaved and heaved and still nothing came out always made me angry. It got to the point where I had no more food left in me, just the acid in my stomach.

When I was sure I was done I flushed the toilet and headed out of the stall.

I came face to face with Sammy, one of my showrunners.

“Babes, are you okay?” Her little British twang made the words sound a little weird but that was what I loved about her. She was hilarious on her own but couple that with the accent and she would have you rolling in laughter. “That sounded nasty in there Are you ill?”

I nodded. “It’s been like this for a few weeks. I just wake up with nausea and I don’t throw up all the time but I wish I did because then at least the nausea would die down.” My stomach churned again at the thought of what I had just done. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I had nothing left inside the tank to give. It was all acid in there and I didn’t feel like eating.

I would need to go to the doctor.

“You look poorly,” she said as she pulled out a handkerchief from her purse and walked over to the sink. She then came to stand in front of me and dabbed the sweat that beaded my forehead away I welcomed the cooler temperature onto my skin. I wasn’t burning up but I was having these hot and cold flashes that just didn’t seem to let up.

“You need some ginger tea for that stomach of yours and then some whole wheat bread.”

I scrunched my nose. I hate ginger.”

“Trust me, that will be your best friend in the first trimester.”

“Wait-what?” I stared at her wide-eyed. “Oh, no I’m not pregnant.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Positive, my period was…” I was trying to think back on the last time I had my period and when I calculated I was actually late Two weeks late to be exact. “Wait, that can’t be right.”

I walked over to the sinks, bracing my hands on the granite.

I was never late. I was usually early or on time but I was never late. But I also had been under a lot of stress lately. From the movie to my marriage and that wicked witch who thankfully had not made a resurgence. Maybe that was why I was late.

I stared at my flat stomach wondering to myself if there was something in there. My hand came over my womb, the touch tentative and gentle.

Was there something in there? Someone?

Damon and 1 hadn’t had much sex since I came back from Paris. We had been so busy with work and he had now fully opened his branch here in LA.

But there was that night in Paris when he had come banging on my door. We had made up. The sex had been some of the best makeup sex we’d ever had.

“I’m pregnant?” I whispered the question like I was afraid of it being true.

We had been open to kids and we finally said we were going to do it but I never imagined that it would be now. I was still shooting the movie and we were only now getting to a good place again. I didn’t know if a baby was exactly what we needed right now

Would it complicate things? Would we be able to cope? Were we truly ready to be parents?

There were all these questions in my head already and I didn’t even know if I was carrying a baby or not. I was scared to find out but there was also another part of me that was excited at the prospect of having a child.

A mini me and Damon. They would be equal parts of each of us. They would take the very best of me and the very best of

hun.

“I need to take a test.” I met Sammy’s gaze in the mirror. “Oh my God, I could be pregnant right now. I had wine the other night!”

“Okay, calm down” She came up beside me with a reassuring smile on her face. “You’re going to be fine. Do you need me to come with you? Or are you fine to go on your own?”

“I’m okay to go alone” My head was still spinning. “Thank you.”

I hugged her and left the bathroom racing to my car. I felt like I was having one of those outer body experiences. Like I was living this very moment but it also didn’t feel real

This was the last thing I had been expecting on this Tuesday morning.

I got it into my car and made my way to the nearest pharmacy I could find. By the time that I got there I was already a

bundle of nerves.

I walked down the aisles until I came to the one I was looking for. I never had to pee on a stick before and there were so many options that I didn’t know what to choose from. So I did the only logical thing and bought one of each kind. I had about 6 different tests. I just needed to be sure.

I paid for my items and headed home.

I knew I was going to be home alone so I could do this in peace without feeling anyone’s nerves or having to deal with anyone else’s expectations of what they hoped the outcome might be

1peed in my cup and then dipped each of the sticks into it, flipping each one over as I set my timer.

I sat on the closed toilet seat pondering what could be within the next few minutes of my life.

When Sammy had first mentioned pregnancy I was a little panicked. But now that I had calmed and the truth was only moments from being revealed, I was a little scared but there was also that silent hum of excitement.

I wanted it to be true. I wanted to be pregnant and now that I had this little hope bubbling inside I feared that disappointment was not far behind.

The timer went off and I walked to the counter.

I closed my eyes and took a few calming breaths. “One two three..”

I flipped the first test over and looked at the results.

My entire stomach dropped.

Oh my God.