The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 21

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He just doesn’t get it. This is Sierra we are talking about. I doubt I’ll ever be happy with her.

“Yeah, but the difference is that Dad felt something for Mom… I feel nothing for Sierra except hate. I don’t and will never love her.”

He downs his drink. “Never say never.”

I shoot him a glare. That’s not happening, Chloe owns my heart, and no one will ever replace her.

“You’re not helping,” I snap.

“Look, I can’t help you, Noah,” he says, voice quieter now. “Remember my story? My mom didn’t want me. Wanted to abort me. If it wasn’t for my dad, I wouldn’t be here. Is that what you want? To abort your flesh and blood?” 2

I look away, but it’s too late. He saw it. Saw what I’m trying to hide.

“Tell me you didn’t ask her to abort the child,” he explodes.

His fury is so palpable, I can feel it thickening the air around us.

The fact that Aunt Emma didn’t want Gunner broke him for the longest. They have a great relationship now, but the scars of those wounds are still there… And now here I am wanting to do the same thing.

“You don’t understand.”

“Understand what? That you want to kill an innocent child?” he snaps.

My anger rises, matching his. “I don’t want this baby! I don’t want a child with anyone. Especially Sierra.”

How could I want a kid with her after how she treated Chloe? After all the nasty and disgusting things she did to my wife, someone she claimed was her friend. Why would I want such a woman in my life, let alone the mother of my child? 3

Gunner stares at me like he’s seen a stranger before shaking his head. The disappointment in his eyes is clear… but this is the one thing I’m not willing to budge on.

Honestly speaking, it fucking stings that he’s taking her side instead of mine.

Then, he stands. “I suggest you think real hard about what you’re doing. Do you really want to be that guy?”

He walks out. The door closes behind him, and I’m alone again. Stewing in my anger, confusion and bitterness.

I don’t stay either. Soon after, I leave too.

Perks of drinking at one of Dad’s clubs? No bill.

When I get home, it’s already past nine and the house is quiet.

I wanted them to have separate rooms, but they threw the worst tantrum I’ve ever seen. In the end I gave in and let them be. We can always revisit that subject when they’re older.

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