Billionaire's Betrayal: My Ex Beg Me To Love Him Again novel Chapter 78

Caroline’s POV:

Looking into George’s big blue eyes, I felt a connection spark between us. It was funny how an innocent infant, not even able to stand yet, was able to recognize those who were good to him. All the while, my ex-husband treated me with only disloyalty and distrust. How could a baby recognize the goodness in someone’s heart over an adult?

Sophia gawked at her son’s actions, rage flitting over her face. “George, no!” she scolded. “She’s only going to hurt you!” Grabbing George’s tiny wrist, she yanked hard, forcefully pulling his hand away. George’s face scrunched up in pain and he began to sob, kicking his legs pitifully.

Who treats their own son like that? I wondered. Did Sophia even care about her son, or was George just some tool to consolidate her position and win over William’s heart?

“Stop!” I demanded, making Sophia jump on the spot. “Don’t you see you’ve hurt him?”

William’s deep voice spoke up from behind us. “He’s hurt?” he fretted, coming over to inspect George’s condition. “Sophia, did you hurt him?”

“No, I…I don't mean it.” Sophia struggled to answer, each word ending with a stutter, but a noticeable red mark on George’s wrist betrayed her. And William just growled in frustration. “Give him here.”

He took George out of her wicked hands. Through his tears, George still reached out his little hand towards me, still looking to me for a semblance of comfort. My heart ached to draw near, and in the end, I gave into that desire.

I stepped forward and offered one of my fingers for George to latch on to, and unexpectedly, his whines started to quell once his soft little digits wrapped around mine.

For the first time since Sophia got there, the private doctor that had saved George stepped forward to give his two cents. “Mr. Anderson, George needs a stable environment in order to recover. Frequent changes to his living environment will only hinder his emotional growth.”

William gave the doctor a dutiful nod and brought his attention towards Sophia. “George is staying with me.”

Sophia balked at the statement, as if hardly believing her ears. “But I said—”

“I know what you said, Sophia, and I’m telling you no” William interrupted, frustration lacing his voice. “George will get better care here. We have a nanny, a doctor, and—” His gaze fell onto me and I just looked away, refusing to meet his gaze. William awkwardly cleared his throat as he returned to Sophia. “Ahem, and me. As George’s father, I am responsible for him.”