Pregnant For My Billionaire Crush

***The chapters of the book are written from the Lily's point of view except stated otherwise***

CHAPTER 1

"Congratulations Mrs. Wilson," the nurse said with a soft smile. "The test came out positive, you're a month pregnant."

I felt a cold wave of shock wash over me as though someone poured a bucketful of ice water on me. My heart jolted painfully in my chest and my lips parted involuntarily as the memories that led to this unexpected event came rushing back at me like a violent wind.

Robert, my childhood crush and husband who I was in a contract marriage returned that night drunk and overjoyed, the reason being the advertising company landed a huge advertising deal with one of the biggest luxury establishments in the city.

I knew he was drunk. I knew he wasn't in control of his actions. I shouldn't have let that night happen. But I have loved him dearly for a very long time and was unable to resist him. I was willing to do anything for his satisfaction and happiness.

For a long time, I have craved to have such intimate moments with him. Since we got married two and half years ago, that was the most intimate he's been with me, so I lost myself in that thought. Lost myself in the heat of the passionate moment, both of us forgetting to use protection.

"Here," the nurse said, handing me the test reports.

I swallowed a lump that formed at the back of my throat, my hands trembling as I reluctantly collected it, still struggling to believe it to be true.

"Are....are you sure this is correct?" I tried to confirm as I said to the nurse awkwardly, unable to keep myself from stuttering. "Perhaps there was a mistake somewhere....maybe the test wasn't properly conducted?..."

A single night of mistaken passion couldn't have led to something as life-changing as pregnancy. It was just a quick one-time something. Perhaps this was another woman's pregnancy report mistaken as mine. But my name, Lily Wilson boldly inscribed on it as I took a quick peep at it betrayed that little hope.

"Yes," the nurse said, nodding firmly. "The pregnancy test was properly conducted. Every health worker here is a professional. We do not joke with something as serious as this."

On hearing that, the remaining pieces of my heart dropped in my stomach. The day started as any other, but now everything has changed. This pregnancy will change everything.

"Good luck on your pregnancy Mrs. Wilson," the nurse said, holding my shoulder and giving me a small smile. "You are in a delicate state now. Don't overwork yourself and make sure to be coming regularly for your prenatal checkups."

She said before leaving me to roast in the flame of misery and despair she ignited.

Jane, my best friend since childhood who had come with me to the hospital for the checkup burst into the room and took the reports from me.

Going through the contents, she gasped as she looked at me, her eyes widening and sparkling with excitement. "Oh my God, Lily! This is wonderful news! A baby! It's just what you and Robert need. A new beginning! I'm so happy for you!!"

Jane's smiles reached her ears. Her joy was infectious but I couldn't bring myself to share in it.

I managed a smile, stiff and unnatural. My mind was elsewhere, grappling with the harsh reality of this situation. My marriage to Robert wasn't built on love; it was a contract, a cold, formal agreement with clear and strict terms. One of which explicitly forbids children.

As Jane continued to gush about baby names and nursery decorations as we stepped out into the hallway of the hospital, my mind drifted to the harsh cold words of the contract the day I signed it "NO BABIES NO MATTER WHAT."

Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes but I quickly blinked them away, forcing myself to keep smiling as I maintained a happy demeanour. This wouldn't have happened if Robert hadn't returned home drunk that night. Now I'll have to pay the price for it.

I couldn't let Jane see me in such a miserable state. She'll raise a brow and feel bad because she was caring and always shared in my emotions. She didn't know my marriage to Robert was based on a contract. I never told her. And I didn't plan to anytime soon.

She kept assuring me that this pregnancy would bring an end to my unhappy marriage and make Robert finally love me as I deserve. Little did she know this pregnancy would produce the opposite effect. Little did she know it would be the bane of my existence.

I was breaching the contract agreement with this pregnancy and if Robert finds out, I will have to suffer severely for it. I must not tell him. He must not find out. I will keep it from him for as long as I can no matter what I have to do.

Halfway through the hallway, we unexpectedly ran into Robert. I was shocked to see him with another woman who was in a hospital gown as if also going for a medical check-up.

CHAPTER 2

The other woman was Scarlett Johnson, who I learnt was Robert's first love and ex-girlfriend. She had just returned after a long time of being away to who knows where. And since then, has been all over Robert like a moth to a flame.

Even though I didn't know much about her, I hated her. She seemed fake. But Robert can't see through her façade. I know she was his first love, beautiful with doll-like features and enchanting figure but she wasn't worth the kindness and care he was giving her. I could tell she was taking advantage of that side of him. If she could leave him hanging years back, there was every chance she could leave him again.

I wish Robert would open his eyes and see that. See she wasn't good for him or the company. Ever since he offered her job at the advertising firm without going through the normal procedures, she has been treating me like trash and trying to make me look bad in front of him and everyone because of how close I was to him as his personal assistant.

"It's you," she said disdainfully, her heavily painted lips curling with contempt and mockery as she looked at me. "Aren't you Robert's secretary or whatever back at the office? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work cleaning his office and getting things ready?"

I wanted to scowl at her but Robert's presence made me not to. I ignored that she ever existed and looked at Robert.

"Lily..." Robert's called coldly, his brows furrowing "What are you doing here so early in the morning."

He was always formal, cold and unwelcoming towards me. But I forgot all about that as I unknowingly lost myself in the depths of his eyes. They were like a creamy pool of dark brown chocolate I wanted to swim in all year long.

Robert was impossibly handsome with his tall broad figure and striking features. He was every woman's dream. You can't walk past him without turning to look again. His charming looks, the undying love I had nurtured for him over the years and most importantly, the fact that this contract marriage with him provided me with all the financial assistance I needed was what was keeping me entangled with him.

***How it all started***

It all started years back in high school. I harboured a secret crush on Robert but never got the courage and chance to reveal my feelings to him because of the tragic turn my life took at that time. My father declared bankruptcy due to the folding of his multi-million dollar company and committed suicide. My mother unable to live with that pain and heartache, fell ill with depression and a partial stroke. This forced me to leave my prestigious school to a less prestigious one which I managed to get into on a scholarship.

I left behind a love I never got the chance to experience but it was for the best. I had to set my feelings for him aside and focus on survival. Focus on taking care of my sick mother.

But years later, fate brought us back together, but not in a fairytale kind of way. My academic excellence and determination helped me secure a job as a secretary in his advertising firm. I worked diligently and was later promoted to the position of his personal assistant, concealing my struggles and the undying love I had for him all these years.

My life took another unexpected turn when I accidentally met his grandfather. His grandfather recognized me to be his best friend's daughter who was surprisingly my late grandfather. He was very happy seeing me and praised me for being decent and well-mannered. As a result, he insisted on Robert marrying me to fulfil a long-standing promise he made to my late grandfather.

Robert couldn't say no to his grandfather. Left with no other option, he offered me a loveless marriage based on a contract. I had no other choice than to give in to it because it provided me with the financial support to care for my sick mother and a chance to be closer to him; my lifelong crush.

We kept it a secret from everyone including his grandfather, displaying acts of superficial affection in their presence. We have been able to maintain that for the past two and half years and still running.

I loved him very much to leave or say no to anything he wanted. Even though he didn't return the love, I overlooked that. The mere sight of him was enough to keep my heart at ease. My heart beats for him.

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"I....I'm here to...." I stammered, my head spinning wildly with an excuse to cover up. I can't tell him about the accidental pregnancy. I promised never to.

"You're here for what?!" Scarlett snapped at me, growing impatient and irritable. "Are you suddenly dumb? You're wasting our time..."

Robert held her hand gently to calm her and she snorted, looking away defiantly.

I could feel Jane boiling with rage beside me. This was her first time seeing Scarlett, but I could tell she hated her much as I did, and if given the chance, would put her in her place.

The test reports were in my bag. Jane wanted to grab it and obviously show it to them, breaking the news of the pregnancy to them. But I couldn't let her do that so I discreetly restrained her. And she stopped reluctantly, understanding the message I was passing across.

I took in a deep breath and got myself together, the perfect excuse finally coming to mind.

"Yes," I glanced at Scarlett who looked in my direction with a condescending glare. "I'm his personal assistant. It's weekend, and I don't work on weekends. Mr. Robert knows that well," then I looked at Robert, forcing a smile. "I came to visit my mother. She was admitted to this hospital. Remember I told you she's sick and receiving medical care."

Briefly, he glanced up in thought before looking back at me and shaking his head, appearing somewhat unconvinced.

From his expression, it was clear he didn't remember. He hardly remembers things concerning me and at times, it breaks my heart, making me feel irrelevant. That was how he forgot we went to the same high school and were classmates. I had to jog his memory to make him remember.

I swallowed nervously, feeling unsettled. I just hoped he wasn't suspecting anything or thinking I was lying to him.

"We were just leaving," I said without looking him in the eyes. "It was nice seeing you two."

I bowed slightly before quickly taking Jane's hand and hurrying off.

I took a glance over my shoulder as I was hurrying off only to see Robert's hands wrapped around Scarlett's waist affectionately. The sight of that cut deeper than a knife. He had never held me that way before.

Maybe what my colleagues back at the office said about him never ceasing to love Scarlett all this while she'd been away was true. Maybe her return was the real reason he's been treating me much colder than before recently.

I squeezed my eyes shut till they stung. I tried to resist the pain in my chest as I focused ahead.

A loud groan escaped Jane's lips as if she was holding back her anger. That briefly attracted the attention of the people around who looked at us curiously as we reached the lobby.

"Who's that bitch? I hate her," she said as she looked at me, scoffing in disbelief. "Why was she talking to you like that?...you shouldn't let anyone talk to you like that...I can't believe Robert kept calm about it...Why is she even with him?..."

I scratched the back of my neck, looking away in embarrassment. I couldn't tell her who Scarlett was. I hated that I was keeping things from my best friend, but it was for the best. I didn't want to complicate things further.

"She's the wife of a very good friend and business partner of Robert," I said as I looked back at her, managing a persuasive smile. "He's out of the city on an important business trip and so asked for Robert's help in taking her for a checkup."

Her resigned exhale was proof she believed me. I heaved a subtle sigh of relief, knowing that the issue had been resolved.

"What's the problem, Lily?" she asked in concern, holding my shoulders comfortingly which made my brows crease slightly in confusion. "Ever since we got the results you seem to be so.... Distant. Is anything the problem? You should be the happiest woman on earth right now."

I took a deep calming breath.

"I'm just a bit overwhelmed," I said softly. "The pregnancy is a lot to take in."

She nodded in empathy. "I understand. I felt the same way too when I first found out I was pregnant. But think about it, Lily. A baby could bring so much joy into your life. Into your marriage," she stressed.

I nodded in a feigned agreement. I wanted to believe that. I wanted to share in her optimism, but the reality was too far-fetched. It was beyond her understanding and everyone else around me.

"But then I didn't understand why you didn't break the news to Robert?" She asked, confused and agitated. "Why didn't let me take the test reports and show it to him."

CHAPTER 3

"Now isn't the right time. I'm planning to surprise him and everyone back at the family house during an important dinner," I lied to her again, managing another smile.

She shrugged, believing me anyway.

I was full of lies today. This was my third lie today. And to Jane, I have been lying to her ever since I got into this marriage with Robert, always defending him and trying to paint the perfect picture of everything being alright while they weren't. I hated myself more than anything now.

Shortly after, Jane left to pick up her child from school and make lunch for her family.

My mum was admitted to the same hospital, but in a different ward a bit further away. I wanted to take the pregnancy test first before visiting her because I knew I'd spend a long time with her.

I still couldn't believe Robert didn't recall me mentioning she was sick to him at some point. I did tell him several times this week when I wanted to leave work early to visit her.

Despite that, I didn't blame him or think too much about it. He had a lot of all these work-related in his mind and must have forgotten.

The doctor assigned to my mother informed me she was doing well and responding to treatment. That was the best news today.

But when I went in to see her, she didn't seem happy unlike before. Ever since she learned of my marriage, she has been dreaming of having grandkids.

She always complained to me about it. At times, it made me think twice before coming to visit. But today, she complained so bitterly, I felt her pain and almost broke down in tears.

It pained me deep in my soul that I couldn't give her what she was asking for. I couldn't tell her about the complicated reality of my situation. About the contract and the clause that strictly forbade children. It would break her heart to pieces. She might not even handle it well and that will only worsen her delicate health condition. I can't afford anything happening to her. She was the only family I had left.

I spent long hours with her, assuring her she would have what she wished for. Robert and I were trying hard. I hated that I was lying to her, but had to do it to put her mind at ease.

Conflicting emotions mauled me as I stepped out of the hospital building. Though I hadn't decided on what to do with the pregnancy yet, I knew my only option was to get rid of it to avoid Robert finding out.

But being faced with all these conflicting feelings, I was beginning to reconsider. The only question now was, will Robert overlook the contract terms and accept the pregnancy?

My phone rang loudly in my bag, startling me and disrupting my thoughts. I took it out and checked the caller ID to see it was Robert calling. I saved his number as 'my forever' because he was the only man I had ever and will always love. But I hadn't bothered to find out what he saved mine as.

"Hey love," I picked it up and overcame a glitch as I said the word 'love.' I didn't know how he'd take it.

His usual cold, straightforward tone sounded from the other end of the line, not responding to my greeting. He only called me love or honey when we were around his family members. And it hurts really bad knowing he can't say it to me whenever we are alone or in the presence of the other workers at the advertising firm or even Scarlett.

"Where are you?"

"I...I'm still at the hospital," I squeaked, hoping there was no problem. If he was asking, that meant he must have left since. With Scarlett. I wondered why she came to check up with him. What was he not telling me?

"What are you still doing there?" He sounded provoked.

"I had to get a few things for my mum," I said in an apologetic tone. The last thing I wanted was to make him angry. I hated seeing him angry. "I'm sorry. I'm about to board a taxi home."

He sighed and cleared his throat, his voice now calm and customary. "Come back quickly. My mother returned from her trip and has asked to have dinner with the both of us."

"Oh...okay...." I muttered and before I could say anything else, he hung up.

Just then a grey Sedan pulled over, close to where I was standing. The tinted glass at the passenger seat wound down and the person behind the steering wheel leaned over, motioning for me to hop in.

To my surprise, I saw Martin, Robert's younger half-brother behind the steering wheel. They shared the same father but different mothers, as Robert's father married two wives. Robert's mum was the first wife while Martin's mum was the second.

From the little I know, Robert's father separated from his mum to settle with Martin's mum. And I think that might have somehow affected Robert's upbringing.

Martin looked casual, wearing a pair of stylish glasses, a simple black t-shirt and shorts.

"Hey Lily," he took off his glasses, revealing a pair of warm gleaming eyes. "Going somewhere?"

Martin was too handsome to be ignored with his thick black hair, full brows, eyes almost the same shade of brown as Robert's and beardless square jaw. But he wasn't as handsome as Robert, though the gap between them wasn't that noticeable.

"Yes, to the family house....but I was about to board a taxi...."

I tried to explain when he cut me off.

"Hop in let me give you a ride. I will be stopping by there."

I was a bit hesitant, but seeing I was left without a choice, I decided to enter. I had been standing by the road for the past ten minutes without successfully stopping a taxi, and I needed to get home early for dinner or else Robert wouldn't take it likely with me. This dinner must be important to him if he wanted me to return early.

Furthermore, it was Martin, the best brother-in-law I could ask for, so I didn't have to worry about anything.

Sliding into the car and closing the door, the soft, cool wind from the AC washed through me and the buttery leather upholstery felt like a cloud against my exhausted skin, helping soothe my nerves as I relaxed a bit.

Martin observed me for a bit before asking. "Is everything okay? You seemed kind of stressed. Hope Robert didn't do anything this time?"

"No," I uttered with a slight jolt. "Robert didn't do anything."

Why was he always thinking like that?

"I know my brother very well, Lily," he insisted. "He can be a real pain in the butt with his cold harsh attitude, and I have noticed how unhappy you look these days. You can let me know if he's the one putting you through this stress. I won't hesitate to help you out in any way I can."

"No, please don't do anything you and I will regret," I pleaded. "Robert hasn't done anything. Everything is fine. It's been a long day and I was just coming from seeing my mum at the hospital."

He sighed in resignation, not looking too convinced. He gave me an empathetic look before zooming off, inquiring about my mum during the ride.

Martin has always been there for me even before I left the prestigious high school he also attended. He was always ready to lend a hand and shoulder to cry on even when I didn't call him. He just happened to be there for me at the right time and place and never complained. He was everything I wished Robert could be to me.

When he turned out to be my brother-in-law, I was happy and couldn't ask for more.

He dropped me off at the family mansion after which he drove off to an important place he said he needed to be.