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Reclaiming Her Billionaire

After a devastating betrayal by her billionaire husband, Evelyn is left with nothing but a broken heart and a hidden pregnancy. Years later, she returns as a powerful mogul, ready to reclaim her life and settle old scores. However, seeing her former flame ignites a complex battle between lingering desire and the need for justice. As secrets emerge, they must decide if their love deserves a second chance or if the past is too damaged to fix.
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Chapter 2

Maeve’s POV

I gripped on the steering wheel tightly, my heart still racing from the little incident that just occurred.

How was I supposed to tell my son that the man who spoke to us right now was his biological father?

I shut my eyes tightly, letting the tears roll down my cheeks. I stole a glance at Rory through the mirror and caught him starring at me very closely, “Mommy, are you okay?”

“Yeah…” I sniffled and instantly wiped my tears with one hand while the other handled the steering, “Yes honey, I’m very fine.”

In no time, we had already made it to the house. I made dinner and plated Rory’s meal, while he was eating, “Mommy, who was that man, also did he hurt you? did that man hurt you?” Rory asked with a mouth full of chicken peas.

I forced a smile at him and cupped his cheeks in my hands, “No honey, he didn’t hurt me. Eat up, you have school tomorrow.” I selectively responded.

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The next morning, I had no other choice than to gather the strength to prepare Rory for school and even drop him off. After all, I’ve seen days that were as bad as yesterday so definitely I could grout it.

“Do you have your bag?” I asked him while he slammed the door shut, “Yes mommy, of course I do.” He chuckled softly.

“Okay hun, have a great day okay?”

He waved at me, “Bye mommy!” I watched him run towards his friends and they started talking before a teacher came and led them inside the school.

Afterwards, I drove myself straight to the hospital. Just like every other morning, the place was busy, with staff running up and down the halls coupled with patient relatives too.

“Hi girl!” I turned around and noticed Sabrina approaching me with a broad smile on her face. “Hey…” I smiled back as she enveloped me in a tight hug. “How are you? I tried calling yesterday but there was no response, I hope you and Rory got home safely?”

“Yeah we did…. I was so tired, immediately we came home we just had dinner and went to bed, you know we returned a bit late plus there was traffic.” I lied to Sabrina as I hung my bag on the shelf in the nurses station.

I felt horrible for lying considering the fact that she was a very good friend, we’ve only know each other for about two years. She’s so kind to Rory and I and she’s the sweetest. She even helped me get a job here but I had no other choice because I definitely wasn’t going to tell her Landon and I used to have a relationship.

“Oh don’t worry you don’t need to explain,” Sabrina chuckled. “I hope you had a good time yesterday?” I asked.

“Err… yeah I did, except I didn’t get to meet Landon Sullivan.”

Hearing the sound of his name made my heart sink deep in my stomach and jump back into my chest, “W—why I thought you wanted to meet him after the speech.”

“Yeah i did, but then he was no where to be found, immediately he was done he scurried away… People thought maybe there was an emergency or something, we’re actually still waiting to find out if something happened.”

“Oh —“ she placed her arm on my shoulder, “I have to run along now, I have to get back to work. How about we grab coffee or something after work?” She beamed a smile at me.

“Oh sure, that’ll be nice but I have to pick Rory up.”

“That’s alright, he can come with us.”

A few hours had gone by and I was already exhausted. I stole a glance at my wristwatch and figured my shift ended about ten minutes ago That was usually my best part of the day.

After filling in some patient records into the computer and handing over to the next nurse in charge I grabbed my bag and drove straight to Rory’s school.

By the time I got to the spot where I usually wait for him and pick him up just right in front of his school, I noticed he wasn’t there. Although I was a bit late, the place wasn’t completely empty which meant Rory was probably still inside. I got out of the car and went to meet his teacher Ms. Ruby.

“Hi,” I smiled at her while I approached her, the wind pushing through my hair and dress.

“Ms. O’Brien what are you doing here? Did Rory forget something ?” She asked while I had confusion written all over my face because I had no idea what she was talking about.

I chuckled softly, “What do you mean? I came to pick him up, have you seen him?” The moment her smile disappeared into a narrow one I knew something was wrong, “Didn’t his father call you? He said he was going to. Anyways he picked Rory up today.”

“His father?!” I breathed in shock, hearing everything she said made me feel as though I heard a wall talk, I couldn’t believe it, “What do you mean by his father —“

“The tall man… dark hair and eyes… Ms. O’Brien, I just have to say this, you have really good taste, your husband is really good looking.”

I tried to put all the pieces of everything she said together, “Tall … dark hair handsome — Landon?!” I muttered under my breath.

“Ms. O’Brien, is everything okay?” Ruby asked.

I could believe this was happening, I was too busy thinking about how angry I was at Landon I paid no more attention to Ruby and then ran off to the car.

I couldn’t comprehend the sheer audacity it took for Landon to try to steal Rory from me. My hands trembled on the steering wheel as panic made its way up my chest. I didn’t even know where to start looking — I had no idea where he lived, at some point I began to wonder maybe Landon wasn’t the one who took Rory except Ruby’s descriptions matched Landon spot on!

The thought that my worst fear might already be happening made my stomach twist. I felt even more horrible when I thought of how Rory had always longed for a father figure in his life and I couldn’t bear the idea of Landon reaching that part of him before I did who knew what he was gonna tell him. I felt beads of sweat form like a necklace around my neck and my forehead too.

The first place I drove to was the park, it was close to Rory’s school, and he loved spending time there after school and on weekends. My eyes swept across the playground as I drove slowly past, searching for any sign of him.

Then I saw him or at least a figure similar to his standing near the ice cream truck, laughing about something. Relief flooded through me… until I noticed the two men beside him. From this distance, I couldn’t make out their faces. If my son was being kidnapped I just prayed I had run into him and his kidnappers.

Heart pounding, I slammed the car door shut and headed toward them.

But just as I reached the edge of the playground, Rory turned and the man standing beside him did too.

I caught my breath, when I found out it was Landon. As I got closer, I was ready to expel all the anger and fury boiling inside me onto him.

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