The Billionaire’s Baby(12)

Karina, finally home again, sat at the dining table and sipped her tea.

"Good morning." I said as I walked into the dining room.

I'd gotten so used to not having the woman around, it was rather surprising when she showed up again.

"Not with Harry this morning?" I asked, trying to hide the smirk behind my coffee cup.

"He's out of town presently." She responded starchily, not meeting my gaze.

"Then the bakery's closed?" I asked, startled. I usually received word of such things.

"You weren't supposed to return until tomorrow." My mother in law shrugged, "I told him it was fine. He deserved it anyways."

There wasn't much I could do about it now, the bakery was already closed. Harry worked so had all the time, Karina was right that he could use a free day.

"It's fine." I finally said, thanking the chef, Tricia, as she brought me my usual bagel.

"I know it is." Karina snipped back, staring at me levelly. Her arched eyebrow dared me to disagree.

As I took the first bite of my bagel, the woman continued to stare at me, questions burning behind her eyes. I knew she wanted to ask about the wedding d I knew she wanted to hear all the gritty details.

All that I wanted though, was for one freaking Davis to actually say what was on their mind.

"Oh my god." I said suddenly, turning my attention sharply back towards Karina with a sudden realization.

The new Davis baby.

Did she know about Alissa’s pregnancy? Was I supposed to tell her?

The dark haired woman's eyes widened a bit, leaning forward so her elbows touched the table in a way that was completely unlike her.

"Yes?" She asked, slight grin sidling onto her expectant face, gleam in her dark eyes.

She only smiled like that when here was good gossip to be had. This, unfortunately for her, would probably not make her happy.

I was just glad she was already seated, or else she may very well swoon like some dainty woman in an old film.

"Karina, there is something that I need to tell you." I said softly, "Something that you may not want to hear. But I think it’s best you get word from me.”

For a moment, the woman's face melted clear of any gossipy joy, "The baby?" She asked quickly, leaning forward over the table, "Is he okay?"

"Little one's fine." I said quickly, holding up my hands, between her and Sebastian it was like a needed a constant disclaimer that the child was fine, "...but I'm not the only one that's having a little one."

Karina frowned at me, giving a slight shake of her head, "I'm sorry, Macy, but you'll have to be more clear."

"Alissa." I whispered, lips pursing tightly shut as I struggled to deliver the news in the least painful way. After all, the woman had been struggling so much with her divorce and her ex's new engagement. Now I was supposed to tell her that he was already having another child?

"She’s pregnant. She announced it at her rehearsal dinner." I finally managed to sputter, ready to jump up and grab my mother in law if she did decide to elegantly collapse right over.

Karina stared at me, frown on her usually straight lined lips, confusion in her eyes.

"Are you sure?" She asked slowly.

"I mean. She said she was." I responded, likewise frown on my face, “It’s not like saw the pregnancy test.”

Then, slowly, the strange woman began to laugh. Her laughter rolled out of her, one single hand pressing firm against her heart as she hunched over the table.

"...What is going on with you?" I asked, utterly bewildered, "What's so funny about that?"

"Macy, George can't have any more children." She finally said, wiping a single tear away from the corner of her eyes, "I don't know whose bastard child she's carrying, but it's not my ex-husband's."





Chapter Seven





A few hours later, I sat in my empty bakery, staring blankly at a cup of coffee and mulling endlessly over the words Karina had spoken.

George couldn't have children.

It wasn't George's baby inside Alissa. Coupled with Sebastian's strange response, I absolutely could not shake the chance that it was their love child inside her. It'd explain Sebastian's response and his isolation lately, even more so than normal.

Maybe it was the redhead he'd wanted to be with all along, and for some reason they just could not be together. So he'd taken someone else as his wife just for the sake of his business. Me. Just a proxy to stand on a pedestal, that's all. Perhaps that was all George was to Alissa as well. He was clearly not surprised by the baby announcement, and he would know better than anyone that it couldn't possibly be his own child.

I took a big gulp sip of the coffee, wincing at the heat.

What I wouldn't give to be able to drink some wine right now. This decaf stuff was not strong enough for times like this.