
Billionaire Dad, Don't Mess with My Mom
Charlotte York · Completed · 435.9k Words
Introduction
Four years later, I returned to the country with triplets born abroad, armed with unparalleled medical skills and a burning desire for revenge against those who betrayed me. My ex-husband, that scumbag, begging for a second chance? Get lost!
But what’s the deal with this billionaire I accidentally saved? Not only does he look just like my kids, but he’s also shamelessly insisting on being their father!
The billionaire: "They are my children. Who else do you want them to call dad?"
Chapter 1
In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with the sounds of passion as two figures intertwined on the bed.
A man in a perfectly tailored black suit held a woman tightly in his arms. She was dazed, her face flushed.
Kathie Cavendish felt like her whole body was on fire. The heat of her breath mingled with the man's cool demeanor. She wanted to resist, but it was futile.
Her hands were pinned above her head. Kathie struggled to open her eyes, only to see the man's hair. Despite her hazy consciousness, one word was etched deeply into her mind: Pain.
Was this a dream?
But it felt so real.
Kathie tried to push him away, but a strong hand gripped her tightly. His cool lips touched her breast, making her shiver uncontrollably.
Tonight was her wedding night with Randy Berkeley. They had been in love for years but had never truly made love. She had wanted to save it for their wedding night.
She never imagined that Randy, who seemed so frail, would have such stamina.
Feeling the wetness beneath them, Kathie's face turned crimson.
Her voice was almost lost in the pillows as she tried to escape, only to be pulled back by the man's strong hand.
"No!" Kathie's voice was muffled as her back pressed against the man's muscular chest. Her back was pressed against his muscular chest, and his erection pressed against her buttocks. Just as he was about to make love to her, she suddenly felt a sharp blow to her head.
"You shameless slut! Kathie! Have you no shame?" Randy shouted.
The angry shouts pulled Kathie out of her dream. She rubbed her eyes and saw Randy standing there, angry.
A silk blanket covered her stomach, her long legs looking particularly seductive. Her black nightgown was bunched up around her chest.
Kathie felt the stickiness beneath her and realized she had had another erotic dream.
It was strange. Lately, she kept dreaming about their wedding night. The sensations and memories were clear.
But she could never see the man's face clearly.
Kathie felt a deep sense of loss. After all, it was supposed to be a beautiful night with Randy.
Since then, Randy had changed. He never came home at night and stopped being intimate with her.
Randy threw a report in Kathie's face. "In broad daylight, you're this horny! You shameless woman, explain this to me!"
Sunlight streamed through the bed, highlighting Kathie's increasingly red face.
Lately, she had been feeling unusually sleepy and had just wanted to rest for a bit but ended up falling asleep.
Kathie gave a bitter smile. Maybe the experience that night was too intense, leading to these erotic dreams.
Seeing the scattered reports, Kathie's eyes lit up. She picked one up and handed it to Randy, saying, "Randy, I'm pregnant. Look, this report..."
"Get out!" Randy slapped her hand away, cutting her off. "Kathie! I never slept with you. That bastard in your belly isn't mine! You made such a big deal about saving your virginity for me, but who knows how many men you've been with behind my back!"
Kathie was stunned. Looking at Randy's angry face, she turned pale. "How is that possible? Randy, on our wedding night, we made love. Randy, don't joke like this. It's not funny at all."
Kathie reached for Randy's arm, but he pushed her away.
The black nightgown highlighted Kathie's alluring skin, with one strap slipping down her arm, revealing her full breasts.
No matter what Kathie looked like, her body was incredible.
Randy's throat felt hot, but his voice was cold. "Kathie, that night I was with Shirley Cavendish."
Kathie felt like she had been struck by lightning. "What do you mean by that?"
Randy had abandoned her on their wedding night to be with her stepsister Shirley!
Then who was the man she had slept with that night?
Randy threw another document on the table. "That child you're carrying, I don't know whose it is, but it's not mine! Kathie, we're getting a divorce! The papers are ready, and you won't take a single thing from here!"
"Randy, you betrayed our relationship with Shirley and now you're blaming me! You want a divorce? Dream on!" Kathie was furious, jumping up to grab Randy, but he pushed her away forcefully.
Just as Kathie was about to curse again, the bedroom door burst open, and Shirley shouted, "Kathie, be sensible and divorce Randy. He doesn't love you, and clinging to him is useless!"
Shirley, who had been eavesdropping, couldn't hold back any longer when she heard Kathie refusing to divorce. She barged in, yelling at Kathie.
"Look at yourself in the mirror. Do you think someone as ugly as you deserves Randy?" Shirley mocked.
Randy wrapped his arm around Shirley's waist, smugly saying, "Kathie, you see, only a woman like Shirley deserves me."
Shirley leaned coquettishly against Randy's chest.
Randy pulled Shirley out of the bedroom, saying, "Kathie, you have half an hour to think it over. Otherwise, don't blame me for throwing you out!"
As their voices faded, Kathie felt like she was in a dream.
The change had happened so quickly that she couldn't process it.
Kathie and Randy had been in love since college and got married. Three months ago, Randy was acknowledged by the leading elite family in Eldoria. Although Randy's parents were merely a branch of the Berkeley Family, it did not prevent him from rising from a penniless commoner to a member of the top-tier elite.
Why hadn't he said she wasn't good enough for him when he was pursuing her?
In terms of status, Kathie wasn't as good at dressing up or sweet-talking as her stepsister Shirley. She also had a mother in prison and wasn't well-liked at home.
But even if Randy thought she wasn't good enough for him, he shouldn't have disgusted her by having an affair with her stepsister Shirley!
"Bastard! Randy! You want me to divorce and let you two be together? Dream on!" Kathie thought for a few seconds, quickly changed her clothes, gathered all her money and bank cards, and left the bedroom.
From the other bedroom, she could hear Shirley's moans of pleasure.
Kathie gritted her teeth in anger. She quietly opened the door, took out her phone, and snapped several photos, then quickly slipped out the back door.
By the time Randy and Shirley finished, they realized Kathie was long gone from the large villa.
Valoria, at a hospital.
Kathie, who had applied for an exchange program in Valoria through her medical mentor, went abroad to escape Randy.
Initially, her studies were intense, so she finally found time to visit the hospital. She was preparing for an abortion.
The doctor looked at the report and said seriously, "Ms. Cavendish, your uterine lining is very thin and could develop complications. If you go through with this, you might not be able to conceive again. Of course, it's just a possibility."
As a medical student, Kathie understood. She touched her already showing belly, feeling lost.
Should she keep this child, whose father she didn't even know?
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