The billionaire is my baby daddy

best she could. The memory of their time together lingered in her mind, but life moved on. She continued to pour her

ushed it off as stress from her demanding life-juggling multiple part-time jobs while trying to find time to paint would wear anyone down. Howeve

e corner pharmacy, her hands trembling as she paid for it. Back in her tiny apartment, she sta

forth in her cramped bathroom, her mind racing with possibilities. When she finally

aced a hand on her still-flat belly, trying to process the reality of the situation. This wasn't what she had pla

moment, but she knew their worlds were vastly different. She was a struggling artist; he was a billionaire with a li

reality of her situation clearer. The doctor handed her a blurry ultrasound image of her tiny baby, and Jessica felt an unbreakable

to protect herself and the baby from potential heartbreak and rejection. In the end, Jessica chose to focus on preparing f

her already tight budget, left her struggling to make ends meet. She picked up extra shifts at the café and took on more freelance

ruggles. Sophie worked as an executive assistant for a high-profile real estate company a

," Sophie said gently. "You need help,

er. "I don't even know how to reach him, Soph. And what if he

he doesn't step up, then at least you'll know you did everything you could. B

ted a carefully worded email, explaining the situation and expressing her hope that h

a new email notification. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Lucas's

n person. He suggested a private restaurant for lunch the next day. Jessica felt a mix of

ommodated her growing bump. She arrived at the restaurant early, her nerves on edge. Wh

ca, I... I didn't expect this. But I want to be involved. I want to help. I don'

n that moment, she felt a glimmer of hope. Lucas was willing to be there for