Billionaire Baby Daddy novel (Abigail and Mason) novel Chapter 42

ISABELLA'S POV

I'm woken up by a cry. I want to ignore it but my conscience reminds me its my baby's. I get up so fast and see someone taking the baby from the bed. "Don't touch him!" I snap. The hands release my son immediately.

"He was crying. Sorry." The voice makes my eyes widen and I look up. "Mum? Gosh I'm so sorry. I never checked and since I woke up the last time and thought he's gone I've just been paranoid." I try to explain. I feel so guilty. Gosh! The baby doesn't stop crying and I take breast out for him to suckle.

My mum comes next to me and smiles then hugs me. "I'm just so happy you're okay. I thought I lost you at the shooting." I hug her back but she flinches when I squeeze her but doesn't move away.

"You were shot." I state.

"It was just a scrape. I'll live. I heard my grandson was born and I had to come and see you." I smile at that. "He's got your eyes. Or mine. Both ours. He's so lovely. Can I hold him?" I laugh at my mum's enthusiasm as I nod. She takes the baby and places him on her chest and she smiles.

"What's his name?"

"I'm waiting for Sydney so that we can both name him. Do you have any reports from Sydney?" I ask but I hear someone knocking. We both tell the person to come in.

"It's good to see both of you up Mrs Kings." Doctor Clara says as she comes to my side. "Do you feel any pain?" She asks as she checks something on the file.

"No. I just feel sore and tired." She nods at this and writes down again. "How's my husband?" I ask.

"We expect Mr Kings to get up in about fifteen hours from now. For now he's still the same but his wounds are healing." I nod at her.

"I want him here. I want us to share a room. Can you organize that?" The doctor suddenly looks undecided.

"I don't think..."

"Please. I'll only feel at peace when he's here. It kills me not knowing how he is. Him being close to us will make him fight for us. Our baby needs his daddy close to us."

I want to be there when he wakes up.

"I'll arrange for that. But if you there's need for transfer to another room, I think it's best if you go to his room because him moving might disrupt the machines and everything." I nod and the doctor gets out after saying, "I'll see what I can do."

My mum comes next to me and places the baby next to my side. "I've changed his diapers and now he's asleep." I thank her as she sits next to me and tells me about her fiance, Max.

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I look at Sydney's face. The urge to touch him overwhelms me and I get up with struggle then move next to his bed which is only a metre away from mine. My hand moves to his hair and move it away from his face. I trace his eyebrows then to the gash on his cheek. It's so pale you can't notice it if you don't look close enough.

"I miss you so much honey. You have to get up and see our beautiful baby. He looks like you. Got your hair and all apart from the eyes." I smile as a tear falls on the bed next to him. "You need to wake up and see him. And be with us. I didn't get to tell you how much I love you. I love you so much." I kiss his forehead and look at his face again. Damn. I got a handsome husband and a handsome son.

Sydney should hopefully wake up in five hours. I look at my bed and see our son sleeping and I smile.

"Oh Sydney. You should see our angel." I kiss his cheeks and decide to go back to bed.

Maybe I should get some rest. I try to sleep but I can't. My mind roams to everything that has happened in the past nine months.

Going home to find my boyfriend cheating on me. Going to the club to forget about him. Meeting Sydney and having mind blowing sex minutes later. Maybe I should thank Ian for cheating on me. I should thank Sydney for his not so foolish plan to get me pregnant. I laugh at that. Then I remember how heartbroken I was when I found out he was engaged to Bianca. And speaking of Bianca, where did she go to after almost killing Sydney and I? I'll figure that out later.

I think about Harry and Amelia. I don't know anything about them. I'll just ask Joey when he comes lat...