Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 116 I kept staring at the tests. The word pregnant blinked on the digital screen like a neon sign refusing to die. "Zoey?" Annie's voice sounded distant, almost muffled "Breathe" That's when I realized I hadn't been breathing. My lungs burned as I finally drew in air, sharp and uneven, like a series of sobs. "LL"I tried to speak, but my throat had closed up completely. "Sit down." Annie guided me out of the bathroom, her hands firm on my shoulders as she led me to the bed. " Zoey, you need to breathe.

Slowly." My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears, drowning out everything else. The walls seemed to close in, the air thinning with every second. I pressed my hands to my chest, desperate to steady my breathing, but it only grew more ragged "I can't I can't breathe right," I gasped. "Yes, you can." Annie sat in front of me, holding my wrists. "Look at me. Breathe with me. One, two, three... hold it... now let it out." I tried to follow her rhythm, but my mind was chaos. Pregnant. I was pregnant with Christian's baby. Three months. Deep down, I'd already known.

But now I couldn't hide it from myself anymore. "Zoey, talk to me. What's going through your head?" Annie's voice was calm, but I could hear the worry behind her steady tone. "Everything's wrong," I finally managed, my words broken and shaky. "The timing, the situation, everything" Why?" Annie tilted her head, still holding my hands. "You love Christian." "Now that the contract doesn't matter anymore, now that we finally have a real chance..." My voice cracked as tears spilled hot and heavy down my cheeks. "And this happens. He's going to think I'm manipulating him." Annie frowned.

"Manipulating?" "Like I'm trying to trap him." I wiped my nose with the back of my hand, trying to breathe between sobs. ""Oh, how convenient, Zoey. The contract's gone, and now you show up pregnant." "Zoey, that's ridiculous..." "Is it?" I cut her off, jumping to my feet and pacing across the room. "He told me he loves me, and I couldn't even say it back. And now this? A baby? It's going to look like I'm using it as emotional leverage." Annie watched me pace, her eyes following me like she was tracking a tennis match.

hands up. "Christian's a billionaire CEO, Annie. He strategizes everything He'll dissect every angle of this situation" "He's also the man who takes you walking through vineyards, who named a vineyard after you," she said softly. 1/3

there's more," I went on, ignoring her. "Three months, Annie. Three months! That means I got pregnant on the honeymoon. He'll think I planned it from the start." "That's insane." "It's the truth!" I dropped onto the edge of the bed, burying my face in my hands. "Isabelle

a great-grandfather to a child the family might not even see as legitimate." Annie stood up and positioned herself right in front of me, forcing me to meet her eyes. "Stop. You're building scenarios in your head that might not even happen." "I'm preparing for reality." I wiped my tears roughly, frustrated with myself for crying. "Christian's going to be shocked, then angry,

if I was just waiting for the perfect moment to-" "Zoey!" Annie's sharp voice cut through mine, making me stop mid-sentence. "You're having a panic attack and saying things that don't make sense." "It's not nonsense..." "It is." She crossed her arms, her tone firm.

you, or that baby." Another wave of tears threatened