ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 64

CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR

GABRIELLE’S POV

“….Gabrielle?”

1 yawned loudly and stretched as I woke up.

My body felt heavy and tired from a restless night, rather than from actual sleep. My head throbbed dully, and it took me a second to remember why.

Wine.

I drank too much of it.

I squinted against the light filtering through the curtains and groaned, rolling onto my side.

A gasp escaped my lips. “George?”

“Good morning, Mrs Gravari,” he said in his usual tone. “I have been trying to wake you up for the last few minutes.”

I groaned. “We have to stop meeting like this.”

He nodded and looked up from his pocket watch. “As soon as you get your alcoholism under control we can, ma’am.”

I couldn’t tell if that was a jab or if he said it innocently. He had always been direct and straight to the point like a fucking robot.

“It’s two o’clock in the afternoon, ma’am,” he said, causing my eyes to widen. “Lila has been waiting all day for you so she can eat.”

I frowned and sat up fast, making my head spin a little. “What? Why is she waiting for me? What happened to Susan?”

His expression remained blank. “You gave her the day off, remember? Lila told us so herself. She said you both talked about it and you volunteered to make breakfast for a week.”

My stomach dropped.

I was a terrible cook, so why would I ever volunteer to cook?

“I did?” I asked slowly.

“Yes, ma’am,” George replied. “With great enthusiasm if I understood Lila correctly.”

Of course I did.

I had no memory of that even though I could remember last night perfectly. But maybe Lila was right.

Maybe I needed to stop drinking whenever I got sad. That was what led to this hell of a marriage in the first place.

I pressed my fingers to my temple, trying to massage the ache away. “And… she’s been waiting since when?”

“Since eight this morning.”

I winced. “Jesus.”

George glanced toward the door. “She refused to eat without you. Said it was ‘your thing now.”

That one sentence did more damage than the hangover.

“I’ll be right there,” I said quickly, already throwing the blanket off. “Please tell her I’m coming.”

He inclined his head. “I already told her. She said she’d believe it when she sees it.”

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That sounded exactly like the mean version of her.

George turned to leave, then paused. “Mrs. Gravari?”

“Yes?”

“You might want to hurry,” he said calmly. “She’s been in a mood.”

Perfect.

The moment he left, I rushed into the bathroom, brushing my teeth like my life depended on it and splashing cold water on my face until I felt human again. I had my bath, changed into the first decent robe I saw, and tied my hair back, skipping makeup entirely.

When I headed downstairs, the house was quiet in that tense way that meant someone was upset.

I found Lila sitting at the dining table, her feet swinging slightly above the floor. Her arms were crossed, and her coloring book was closed in front of her.

She looked up when she heard me but her face didn’t change. “I thought you weren’t coming,” she said flatly.

Guilt punched me square in the chest.

“I’m sorry,” I said, pulling out a chair and sitting across from her. “I overslept.”

She looked away, her eyes unsteady as if she couldn’t face me. “You promised.”

That was weird.

“Lila… did I really promise to make breakfast for a week?”

Her eyes stayed on her book. “You’re calling me a liar?”

“No, no. Of course not. It just doesn’t sound like something I’d do,” I replied.

“A good Mummy makes breakfast,” she said, raising her gaze to me now. “My mummy makes me breakfast and if she can’t be here you have to make me breakfast.”

Then realization dawned on me.

I never promised to make breakfast. I didn’t even see Lila last night if I remembered correctly.

She lied to put me in a spot.

A six year old couldn’t think of doing something like this.

It reeked of Anya.

“When last did you speak to your mother?” I asked.

“Mummy called this morning. She cares about Daddy and me.”

Ah, that explained it perfectly.

I exhaled, thinking of ways to approach this situation carefully. “Lila dear, you do know it’s not good to lie right? You’re just six. Little girls shouldn’t lie.”

Lila’s chin trembled. “I didn’t lie.”

I softened immediately.

“Okay,” I said gently. “Then maybe you misunderstood.”

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She hugged her coloring book to her chest. “Mummy said if you cared, you’d try harder. Make me breakfast, Gabby‘

There it was.

I felt it settle in my stomach, heavy and ugly.

I leaned forward slightly, keeping my voice calm. “Lila, listen to me. Adults sometimes say things when they’re upset. That doesn’t always make them true.”

She frowned. “Mummy isn’t upset.”

I sighed.

There was no point trying to talk her out of her lie. I just had to make breakfast or risk looking like a jerk who promised a child something and failed.

I stood. “I’ll try to make something so we can eat together. I’ll make pancakes. If they’re bad, you can complain later.”

Her eyes flicked to the kitchen.

“…With chocolate chips?” she asked.

I nodded. “Yes, with chocolate chips.”

After fifteen YouTube videos and endless TikTok searches, I finally succeeded in making flat breads instead of pancakes.

George had to help me turn off the fire alarm at least three times but I was done now.

Thankfully.

After carefully removing the burnt ones, there were four left. I sighed, tired. I’d just order pizza for myself later as these wouldn’t be enough for Lila and me.

They weren’t pretty.

One was slightly uneven, another a little too flat, and one of them had a suspiciously dark edge, but they were edible.

I hoped.

I arranged them on a plate and carried them to the dining table. Lila eyed them from her seat.

Hard.

“Those don’t look like pancakes,” she said.

“They’re… experimental,” I replied, sitting across from her. “Close enough.”

She poked one with her fork. “They look sad.”

“You wanted breakfast right? Eat it,” I snapped without meaning to.

“I don’t have to eat it,” she said quietly. “My mummy makes better food.”

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