The Billionaire Redemption; Mommy Daddy Loves us

I have finally finished setting the dining table up. I have prepared enough food to feed this street. I'm just so happy and moreover, today is Christmas Eve so why not?

On the table lays Pan-seared steak with roasted vegetables and mashed potatoes, chicken parmesan with spaghetti and mariara sauce which are his favourites. I also made some of mine like Paella Valenciana and Chuletón de Buey. I can't wait for him to get here. He would absolutely love this.

By 11pm, my excitement starts to turn into worry about Jaxon. He told me he would be here latest by 10pm. This is one hour later and I doubt anything could be holding him up at the office.

I decide to wait some more before calling because there's no use in getting agitated. There are times when he comes home late because of traffic but normally, he would have sent me a text first.

After pacing around the living room for God knows how long, the clock strikes 12pm further increasing my fears.

Picking up my phone, I'm about to speed dial him when a new message comes in from an unknown number.

I open it and it's an image. Who could this be? The image loads and the sight in front of me makes my stomach drop in dread. No, this cannot be true. It must be a photoshopped picture right? But staring at it every passing second shows that the picture has not been photoshopped in any way.

Jaxon is in bed with his best friend. His arms are around her while her head is on his chest. Another message comes in right after: He is mine now.

A tear escapes from my eyes and I slide down the wall. I pull up my knees to my chest while squeezing my phone tightly in my hand willing whatever just happened to just be a bad dream.

I really thought he was different. I genuinely did. I really did. He lied to me. He told me over and over that she was just his childhood best friend and he has never felt anything for her. I believed him. I always knew she liked him more than a friend but I was scared because I knew he loved me. I was so wrong. I was wrong. He cheated on me.

Today is supposed to be one of the happiest days of our days together. I was so happy. I really wanted to tell him about my pregnancy. I know we are not married yet and this was totally unplanned but I knew from one of his conversations I overheard with his friend that he was planning to propose soon. So why would he do this to me? Was he hoping to eat his cake and have it?

No I won't let myself cry over a guy who doesn't give a damn about my feelings.

I wipe my face with the back of my hand. I stand up from the floor and quickly head inside the room. I take my suitcase from the top of the wardrobe and start filling it with all my things.

After packing all my clothes, toiletries and shoes, I order an Uber. I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself.

I place my hand on my tummy and tears start falling again. This time I don't stop them. I really really wanted to have a family with him. Yet, now that I have what I have always wished for, it's being taken away from me. I feel so bad that my child will grow up without a father just as I did.

It hurts me to know that history is repeating itself but this time my child's father did not die. He chose to betray me and my child.

I absolutely love him with everything in me but I won't compromise my happiness and share my man with anyone. He can marry her if he wants but I can't stay here knowing he has cheated on me. After everything we have been through together.

I look up at our pictures all around the room and with each one my heart shatters. A year. He has been my world for a year. We have been dating for a year. We did everything together. It was just about two months ago that he completed this house and told me that he built it for us. The instant he broke the news to me, I cried out in joy because no one has ever made plans that include me in it.

Ever since then, we have been a team. Each other's confidant, companion and partner.

We fought for our love. His family was against us especially his mum. She didn't approve of me because I don't come from a high class family. The first day I met her, I realized that people still thought like this. According to her, I don't deserve her precious son.

It has taken a lot of constant reassurance for me to not leave him. The constant humiliation by her almost killed my self esteem. The only thing that made me stay was the fact that Jaxon constantly stood up for me, for us.

He didn't allow his mother to go scot free each time. He always made everything right but this time, nothing, absolutely nothing can be done.

It has always be us against the world but now, it's I and my child against him. I won't be around to lose to him when he starts his lies.

My phone pings to notify me of the Uber's arrival. I text him and tell him that I'll be down soon.

I use my wet wipes to clean my face although it doesn't do much because my eyes are really puffy and red. I move my two suitcases to the living room to make it easier to carry.

After two trips to and fro, all my bags are in the boot of the car. Taking one last look at the house that has grown to be my home for one last time before he drives off.

"Miss Díaz, you have been transferred to the Washington DC branch. Orders from the higher ups".

My heart drops to my stomach in instant dread. Oh no.

"Sir, is there nothing that can be done about it?"

"Unfortunately, no. You have been a great addition to our team in this branch and I also hate to see you leave but nothing can be done". What could have caused this? I have been on my best behavior for the past two years. I even recently bagged a promotion last month and this?

To make this even worse, December is on it's way and this means I won't be around family for Christmas. I'm sure I can find a way to make it work but what about him? I might run into him if I relocate back there?

What if Hazel meets him accidentally? No I won't let that happen. I will do my best to keep her away from him.

"Okay sir. When do I have to resume?". His smile turns into a grim one at my question which causes a frown on mine.

"Well, according to your transfer papers, you have to resume by Monday". My eyes widen in surprise.

"Sir but today is Friday. How am I supposed to pack up and move to another country in less than a three days?".

"I'm really sorry. I know this is inconvenient but it's not in my hands at all. The company will cover all your expenses including housing, feeding and your flight".

Something is definitely fishy. At first I thought I had pissed an authority head off and that's why I was being transferred but hearing that all my expenses are being paid for makes it sound like this person is also trying to help me. What's going on?

"Sir that is not the issue. What about my child? Uprooting her from her environment is not healthy as her age. This is unfair". Sympathy is written all over his face.

"I understand it. I am a father myself and I know that this is going to be hard. The company will try to make this as smooth as it can be for you".

Feeling defeated and knowing that nothing can be done about it, I accept my fate.

"Okay sir. Is it okay if I take the rest of the day off to start packing?".

"Yes, no problem. Give my regards to your daughter".

"Yes sir. Have a good day". I stand up from the seat.

"Yes you too". As I step out of the office, my stomach fills with dread of the unknown. I pack up all my things from the office, bid my colleagues goodbye and head home.

After dropping off my stuff in my room, I start packing up my suitcase. A sense of deja vu hits me and I'm taken back to this scene two years ago.

Only this time, I'm preparing to go back against my will. Thankfully all I have to do is to pack Hazel's basic necessities and clothes. I don't have too much to pack for myself.

The clock strikes 3 so I stop tidying up the apartment and leave the house. I have to pick up Hazel from the day care. I start driving and in less than ten minutes I'm at the daycare.

The daycare is being run in a colorful bungalow by a middle aged woman. She has been the sweetest since I came to this neighborhood.

She started the daycare earlier this year which allowed me to be able to look for a job. She has really helped me in the last one year and she is like a mother to me now.

I knock on the door twice and wait for it to be opened. After some time, the door swings open and there is Louisa holding a baby to her side with a huge smile on her face which I mirror.

"Hello love. Come on in". She waves me in and I close the door behind me. The living room is full of children's toys and there are about five toddlers playing in the living room. I bend down to greet each of them and spot Hazel wobbling towards me. An instant smile takes over my face as I pull her into my arms.

She showcases her two toothy smile in pleasure to see me. Her little green eyes light up. The same eyes that remind me so much of her father.

"Hello baby. Did you have fun today?". She bobs her head up and down in happiness. I kiss both her cheeks and give her another hug.

"Princess give mummy few more minutes. I want to talk to aunty Louisa, okay?". She doesn't even reply to me before she runs off to where the other kids are. I shake my head and laugh.

I stand up and go to Louisa who is feeding another child in her arms.

"Oh. Take a seat love". I sit on the seat in front of her.

"You really should get help around here". I have always told her to get help with the day care. The kids keep increasing and physically I doubt she can run after kids for seven hours a day.

"And I will continue to tell you that I don't need it. I've got it all under control". She wipes the kid's mouth and places him on the ground.

"You will never listen to me, will you?".

"Never, nada. So why so early today? And you are even sitting with me".

"Well, I got news today. I'm being transferred to the American branch and I need to be there by Monday so today might be the last time you see Hazel and I until sometime later". I look down.

"Oh my! Why would they do something like that?"

"I really don't know but the good part is that all my expenses will be taken care of so all I need to do is pack up."

"Sorry love. Everything happens for a reason. You are going to be missed around here. I'm going to really miss my Hazel. She had better not forget about me or you will be receiving a spanking in the near future".

"You don't even need to be bothered about that. We will video call you every weekend. I'm going to miss you a lot". I stand up and hug her tightly.

She has been a mother and sister figure to me and it really hurts to know that I'll not be seeing her for a long time. She pats my back and gives me a kiss on my forehead.

I bid her goodbye and pick Hazel. As we drive off, I bid her goodbye.

I hope everything goes well.

The flight got delayed by an hour. While waiting for the hour to pass by, Hazel slept off on my lap.

The night before, the manager had sent me our plane tickets which were booked for Saturday morning. 8am. Which meant that we had to be up really early. So I had to wake her up earlier than usual to get ready.

Thankfully, after an hour of getting some work done to wile away time, they finally inform the passengers to get ready to go onboard. I pick her up in my arms and check in at customs.

Soon we are inside the plane off to the one place that I ran away from. Whatever destiny this is, definitely hates me. That's for sure.

I guess the only good thing that came out of all of this is the fact that the company gave us a first class ticket. I have never flown first class before. It's a pity that this wasn't a flight to a vacation. On the great side, I'm not spending a dime. So why not enjoy it?

Hazel is beside me sleeping her ass off. That's good for me because I now have plenty of time to relax. I ask for some wine and relax in my seat. I pick a kdrama to watch. Soon enough the air hostess brings a tray of wine and some snacks. I thank her and she leaves me to it. Wonderful! Just wonderful!

I'm jetlagged. It's 1am in the morning and I haven't been able to sleep. Thankfully, it's just a Sunday or I would have almost lost my mind with the thought that I will get cranky on my first day of work.

I have just a couple of things to do today. We arrived at the apartment by Saturday night. The apartment is a condo with two bedrooms. That's nice in case Hazel wakes up one day and decides that she's tired of sleeping in my arms.

She has been watching cartoons all night and just slept off after eating some croissants. Bad choice for dinner but I'm trying to avoid going outside for as long as I can. Although that can't last long because I have to do some grocery shopping today.

We are some good miles away from my old neighborhood so it's unlikely that I'll be seeing anyone I know soon.

I have been watching the penthouse since Hazel slept while munching on some popcorn. If I can't sleep right now, I might as well do some interesting things for the sake of my mental health.

I wake up the next morning or afternoon, I don't know which, on the sofa. I don't even know when I slept off. I must have been tired eventually.

The TV is still on so I turn it down. I pick up my phone to check the time and my eyes widen in surprise. It's 11am! Where is my child?

I quickly enter the room and use my eyes to scan the room. She's not here. Hazel's not here. Where could she be?

I push my hair up exparated. How could I wake up so late?! She must be really hungry or probably crying somewhere.

I'm about to leave the room when I see a familiar pink top near the bathroom door. I walk closer and open the bathroom door. Right there is Hazel lying on the floor with her eyes closed.

"Hazel!". I rush towards her and carry her in my arms. She doesn't budge and dread fills up my heart. I start hitting her leg frantically trying to get her to wake up.

"Hazel love, please wake up. Mummy is right here. Please". Tears start dropping from my eyes while I go on a full on panic mode.

I run out of the house after picking up my phone to call a Uber with her in my arms. The uber driver doesn't get here for another ten minutes leaving me on edge.

She's still breathing slowly which is immensely worrying. I get into the uber and tell him to take us to the nearest hospital.

I run into the hospital while screaming for a doctor.

"Help me! Please help me someone! She's not waking up! Please help me!". I'm full on sobbing in hysteria by now. A woman who I think is a nurse because she's in scrubs, rushes towards me and takes Hazel from my hands.

"You can give her to me ma'am. I need to take her to a ward. She will be fine". I reluctantly give her Hazel and follow right behind her. She carries her into a ward and lays her on the bed.

She rushes off immediately leaving me without a word. I sit at the side of the bed and stroke her hair while getting really apprehensive and scared. Wake up baby.

A man in a white coat comes in with the nurse that just left and I step aside for them. I squeeze my hands together and put them up on my mouth. Having no other choice but to be patient for them to be done, I step out of the ward and sit in the corridor.

After some minutes, the door to the ward opens and the doctor steps out. I stand up immediately to face him.

"Is she fine now? Is she awake? She is fine right?". More tears begin to drop from my eyes.

"She will be fine. I have sent for some tests to be done. Until I get the results, I can't say anything for sure. At the moment, she is stable and should be awake in the next few hours". My heart resumes it's normal pace.

"Thank you so much doctor. What do you suspect happened? I only gave her some croissants last night. Could it be that?". Could I have been the cause of all these?

"I suspect something but as I said, until I see the results, I can't make any conclusions. You can stay with her until then". The sympathy in his eyes make me even more scared than relaxed.

"Doctor. Please what did you test for?". I feel like I will regret asking this question but I don't care. I need to prepare my mind for anything. He sighs in defeat

"I think she has a weak heart".