The Billionaires Mistress novel Chapter 8

Ethan’s P.O.V

I was sleeping in a sound and heavenly sleep when suddenly I felt the urge to throw up so I ran straight to the toilet and emptied the content of my stomach.

I looked up to see a shadow behind me.

“Honey is it the morning sickness again.“A high pitched voice said, from behind me and I turned to see Diana.

" Diana how the hell can it be morning sickness I’m not pregnant ...” I roared, rolling my eyes. and she patted my shoulder very gently.

I walked to the sink and splattered water on my face, I then took a glance at myself in the mirror and saw my stomach was huge.

My eyes widened at how hideous my image was, I was in a dirty, baggy t-shirt along with baggy shorts, my hair looked like I have not brushed it or showered it for month’s and acne practically covered my whole face. I did not want to go back to those horrid days as a teen.

“Oh goodness no no no ahhhh ahhhh this cannot be happening, “I yelled, walking around the bathroom with my feet barely carrying me.

“Don’t stress honey it’s not good for the babies.“She whispered, patting my stomach gently.

What the fuck did she say, babies? Damn, how many are there?

" No no no no no, ” I yelled backing away from her touch but she stepped closer so I stepped back eventually hitting the wall.

I awoke and sweat was dripping down every inch of my body.

I got up and quickly ran to the mirror to observe my image and I wasn’t pregnant. I still had my eight pack, there were no pimples on my skin and my dark brown hair was still glowing.

Thank goodness.

I walked back to my bed but right before I can sit I heard rapid knocking on the door.

“Open up... open up.” A voice yelled as the knocking continued.

“What’s wrong?“I asked, yawning as I opened the door.

" Your sister Mary she got an asthma attack.“My mother explained, with her eyes centered on the ground.

" What?” Was all I could say.

I was in shock she was perfectly fine last night. How on Earth did this happen?

“Ok, ok ok I’m coming. I’m coming, just let me change.” I said as she walked out and I closed the door. I glanced at the time, two thirty am’ and then glanced at my bed, Diana was still sleeping and I didn’t want to wake her peaceful slumber.

So I walked into my closet put on a plain white t-shirt, jeans, and Nike running shoes. If it was a normal day I would have taken my time but I was in a rush. I grabbed my iPhone and ran out.

I took the first car in sight which was the Cadillac Escalade I hoped in and my mother sat in the passenger’s seat.

" What caused this to happen, mother?” I asked, clenching my right fist so hard my veins popped out?

" We were.....uh talking and.....um suddenly sh.....um began hyperventilating.“She sighed stuttering and it was quite obvious she was hiding something because she didn’t answer my question.

" Mother I asked the damn cause not how?“I yelled, glaring at her and she avoided to make any eye contact with me.

Who the hell was she fooling a five-year-old I knew asthma attacks just do not just occur out of the blue.

“Mom tell me the truth or the whole surrogate shit will be over with here and now, ” I demanded knowing she would eventually splurge.

“She overheard the doctor and I talking about the surrogate mother and she asked if your father knew? I, of course, told her no and she threatened to tell him if I didn’t go back on the idea. She says it will make you miserable.“She said still not looking me in the eye.

She was hiding something I knew that for sure because her story didn’t add up one bit but I decided to go with it for Diana’s sake.

" I will talk to her once she’s better.”

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Rivers P.O.V

It’s been hours since my brother fainted and now I was laying next to him waiting for him to wake up.

I’ve been noticing a bunch of nurses walk in to perform tests on my brother.

I want to ask what they are for but fear stops me every time I gain an inch of courage.

I would tell myself it couldn’t be that bad right I mean a lot of kids faint for numerous reasons but then again that pessimistic side of me just took over always placing dreadful ideas in my head.

After what seemed like years but only hours the doctor asked to see me.

“Hi, I’m Dr.Carson. I’m one of the main neurosurgeons at this hospital, I’m here to talk to you about your brother’s condition.“A middle-aged, red-haired women spoke in a rather calm but hopeless tone.

“My name is River, ” I replied, with sweat literally dripping down my neck but I also tried to appear calm and collected.

" Aiden’s blood works and CT scans show he has Ependymoma it’s a brain tumor that arises from the ependyma, a tissue of the central nervous system.Through various tests, we found out Aiden’s tumor is located within the skull. “My heart began to race.” Ependymoma does not tend to spread to other parts of the body but that doesn’t mean we should take it lightly.Aiden will need surgery because it will affect his life on a daily basis.”

My mind was only registering one thing.I could lose him. He can leave me. Where in the world was I going to get money for my mom’s lawyer and my brother’s surgery?It was going to take a miracle for me to be able to afford both.

" How much is the surgery?“I asked as she picked up a paper and handed it to me.

“It’s an estimated cost of about a hundred fifty thousand beside’s radiation, chemotherapy as well as a clinical trial in order to keep an eye on the cancer which will add up to over two hundred thousand.“She said, looking down at the file.

Something in me just popped. I couldn’t take it any more endless tears began to make there way down my cheeks.

I walked out of the hospital in hope of gaining some fresh air and a way to solve this hell that fell on top of my shoulders out of nowhere.

I sat on the bench wiping my tears.

" I need that money and quick, ” I mumbled to myself without noticing the mid-aged women taking a seat next to me.

All I could do was stare in mid-air like an idiot.

I should have ran for my life right when the women sat next to me but hey I was quite naive at the time.

I sort of blame it on the fact that I’m only twenty one with little to no experience with manipulative people.

" You need money, ” She smirked, furrowing an eyebrow?