Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 30

Michelle

Jesus Christ.

I’m shocked.

My lips are parched. There are no words I can think of to say in this situation. I stare at Catharina, disappointed that she isn’t the mother I hoped she would be.

She offered money for me to break up with Maddox-what normal person does that?

No one, I’m telling you! And not only that!

Catharina also said Maddox, her son, would leave me if he knew about the baby and my pregnancy-that doesn’t sound like a mother who believes in her son. Maybe Catharina is right, but assuming Maddox will leave me without actually knowing… I don’t know. It doesn’t sound like she thinks very much of her son.

This makes me sad for Maddox because even if he lacks a filter and is a complete neanderthal for putting ketchup on his pasta, he is also the sweetest man I’ve ever met.

I’m in love with him, and… Maybe I’m terrible for thinking this, but Catharina isn’t a very good person in my eyes.

“I won’t take the money,” I blink away a couple of tears and smile despite the pain. “I’m going to tell Maddox tonight, and what happens next will be up to fate,”

“What are you going to tell me?”

around and find Maddox blinking at

immediately turns darker upon noticing his mother is holding a deodorant-something

His eyes rake his mother up and down, and

chest, glowering. “Because I have never seen you use a brand cheaper than a hundred dollars. I’m also pretty sure I bought that exact deodorant for Michelle yesterday.” I think my jaw dropped somewhere on the ground. Does

deodorant is mine,” I carefully pluck it from Catharina’s fingers, smiling sheepíshly. “I will be taking that. Thank you very much.” Catharina glares down at me. Yikes. I make it over to Maddox in the blink of an eye and tap him on the chest. His expression softens, and those baby blues scan me–I don’t know for what, injuries? His mother does look ready to claw my

alright?” He

I could be. But… You and

wish to break up with him. There is a certain sadness on his face, and I take his larger hand in mine,

this will be a hard conversation. I want us to be alone when we have it.” His eyes search mine. “Do you

hand on the small of my back and turns

Thank you for dinner.”

Catharina gasps. “You’re leaving?!”

sad that we are leaving. “Have a good night, mother. Maybe pick up a book about

say

me, but luckily, it’s not until we are out through the doors that I lose it. I belt

believe you

a click. “Well… I don’t really get along with my parents. I wanted them to accept what I

the passenger door, shocked.

We both get inside the car, and as I tuck my seatbelt on, I glance up at him from my seat. “But your family is the reason you

turns to face me with another smile curving his lips. His hands are on the steering wheel. “I will always love my parents no matter what. But they can shut it when it

him. “You shouldn’t let