Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife novel Chapter 3

“Don't cry, sweetie… I'm here…” She gently took me into her arms and caressed my hair with her thin and rough hands.

“Don't scare me again, Mom,” I told her.

“I promise, sweetie, so please stop crying.” Mom lifted her frail hands and wiped the tears from my cheek until it was completely dry, then she looked deep into my eyes with love gleaming in her gaze. Mom loved the unique color of my eyes, and she always gazed into my eyes whenever she had the chance. I was suffering from a rare eye condition called Heterochromia Iridum, which makes the color of my irises different from each other, the left eye being emerald green and the other the color of a blue ocean.

“Your eyes are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, Lily. You're unique and beautiful too, and wherever you go, you seem to stand out from everyone else. At your age, you’re supposed to be enjoying your life, but look at you, you have me as a burden. I'm sorry that you didn't finish college so you could take good care of me.”

“You're the best thing that happened to me, Mom. I will never tire of loving you and will never consider you a burden on my shoulders.” I pulled her into my arms and hugged her tight. It was my simple way of showing how much I love her.

“It's already late, Mom. You need to sleep now. I'll help you to your bed,” I told her when the hug ended. I took the photo album from her lap and helped her get up from the sofa. Mom was so light that I could carry her into my arms without difficulty.

“I need to tell you something important, Lily,” she said the moment I laid her on the bed. Mom sounded urgent.

My gaze drifted to the wall clock and saw the time, so I shook my head. The doctor forbade her from sleeping late; it was bad for her health.

“Some other time, Mom. Okay? You should sleep now.” I kissed her on the cheek. “Goodnight, Mom,” I whispered. She lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Moments later, she was fast asleep.

I listened to her soft snore as I watched the rise and fall of her chest.

“I love you,” I whispered, a tear falling on my cheek, and I quickly wiped it with the back of my hand before making my way to my room.

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The unnerving silence welcomed my ears the moment I reached my room. It was cold inside. The wide-open windows allowed the wind to get in.