EPILOGUE

Achetbir's POV of the past 7 months:

“Hijo!” my grandmother exclaimed as she entered my office.

I looked at her, frowning because this was the first time that she was in a hurry.

She walked toward me and held my arms. “Come with me; we have to go somewhere,” she said while forcing me to stand up.

“La, I still have some paperwork to do,” I said calmly.

With her hands on her waist, she looked at me angrily. “I am still the boss here, Achetbir. Do you want to be deprived of your inheritance?” she warned me.

I rubbed my nose and took a deep breath. "Where are we going?" I asked while fixing my table.

“I need to do this before my flight to Singapore,” she said with a low voice.

My brows furrowed again. “What?” I said curiously.

“Argh! Can’t you just stop asking and move quickly?” she said.

My eyes widened slightly at my grandmother's tone. Why was she like this? 

“Come on; let’s go,” she said as she pulled me hurriedly.

I could do nothing but follow her.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I muttered when my grandmother asked me to jack off my thing inside a hospital room.

“What? I need to make sure you are not barren. For God’s sake, Achetbir. You’re already 30 years old, yet you haven't impregnated anyone,” Lola said.

How could I get someone pregnant if I was not cumming inside them?

I massaged my temples and looked at my grandma. “Seriously?” I asked with disbelief.

“Just do it! What? Are you gay? You just need to jerk off, and yet you still can’t do it,” she said straightforwardly.

“Grandma!” I exclaimed as my eyes widened at her vulgar words.

"When I come back here, it must be full!" she threatened as she handed me a small jar.

I was about to protest again, but she just turned her back against me, leaving me alone in an empty room. I groaned loudly and disheveled my hair out of frustration. 

I was devastated and could do nothing but follow my grandmother's wishes. I jacked off my thing and spurted my semen inside the mini jar. When I cleaned myself, I didn't wait for Lola to come in; I went out myself and gave her what she asked for.

“Yes, the future head of Villa Forca empire,” she murmured while staring at my load.

I just winced as I saw the sheer pleasure on her face.

"Go, make it quick lest those tadpoles die," she said as she quickly handed the jar to the woman next to her.

She was wearing a doctor's suit. My forehead furrowed as her face seemed familiar to me. I couldn't even stare at the woman because she hurried away.

Lola shrieked lowly in her place and clapped happily like a kid. She wrapped her arm around me and leaned her head on my shoulder. "Villa Forca sperms are good swimmers. I believe it will work," she said to herself.

I was just shaken and didn't even understand my grandmother's words.

Maybe that was how it was supposed to be when you got older.

“Jandie!” one of my employees shouted as she quickly attended to her. Another quickly followed to help her get up from her fall.

I clenched my jaw as I walked near them.

“You are bleeding, Jandie!” my employee exclaimed in horror.

I was stunned by and processed what she said. Was she?

All that was confirmed when I saw the fear on my ex-girlfriend's face.

“Fuck!” I cursed as I quickly walked up to her and carried her carefully in my arms.

“Achetbir...” she called my name weakly; tears were building up in her eyes.

“Hold on; I’ll bring you to the hospital,” I murmured as I felt her fear.

Damn!

“Why did you choose him over me? Fuck! You said you were just leeching money off of me, didn't you? I'm richer than him, so why didn't you choose me?" I couldn't stop myself from saying that. I was frustrated as hell, thinking that this was really the end of us. "Is that why you don't want to get pregnant—because you plan to have a family with him?" I asked bitterly.

She did not answer all my questions. Maybe she didn’t want to slap the truth in my face. I laughed in my mind and decided to just leave the place because I knew that the father of her child would come.

It fucking hurt to see her with another man.

She was mine. She was definitely the one for me…

I went to the bar to get drunk and began drowning all my frustration. I was a fucking mess right now. My head was in turmoil, and my system was out of order. But that was how I wanted to punch myself, so instead of holding a glass, I focused on the phone, searching up facts about pregnancy.

Maybe I was crazy. Instead of distancing myself from her, I came closer.

Conscience, my ass. I was fucking whipped!

I remained blind to everything because my love for her prevailed over me. I also didn’t fully understand why I couldn’t let go. Maybe it was because I felt like she still loved me—or was it just an illusion?

“Please, save him. Save our baby, please...”

These words shook my life. I looked at her, but she had already lost consciousness. 

How did it happen?

It seemed like my body was just doing what it had to do while my mind was traveling somewhere.

“Please save our baby and make sure she’s also safe,” I weakly pleaded the doctor while watching the woman I love.

“What?!” I heard mom exclaim, but I didn’t bother to look at her.

Lord, whatever the truth is, I beg you to save them both from the brink of disaster.

Several minutes later, the operation was completed, and the baby was placed in an incubator. It hurt to see his tiny body struggling to survive. Somehow, I felt it—he was mine.

“Fight for us, little buddy,” I murmured outside the glass wall of the NICU before going to Jandie’s room.

She was peacefully sleeping on the hospital bed. My mother was just silently pacing in the room. I combed my hair using my fingers out of exhaustion and sat on the visitor’s chair. I pulled out my smartphone and called the staff to fetch Jandie's family as soon as possible.

After fixing everything, I just used my spare time to stare at the woman I love. 

Seven months. She hid our child from me for seven months.

"I really love you, babe. Just now...just once...just for a moment...fight for me. ”

I finally surrendered myself to her. In an instant, I felt very weak and tired. It was funny to think that with everything that was going on, I didn't even think about giving up on her.

Not today, not tomorrow, never.

I let my tears flow as I held her hand tightly. I remembered the times we had fun together, the times I was free to hug and hold her.

I let myself break down in front of her. I let her see my pain and struggles. 

Please fight for me...

I was parking my car in the hospital garage when my phone rang. I glanced at it and saw Grandma's name on the screen. I turned off my car and answered her call.

“Go to your social media,” she spoke and ended the call.

I frowned and put down my smartphone and just followed her wishes. My eyes widened in shock as I saw Jandie was having a live video.

“I am not here to clear my name or force you to like me. I did it to give the person I love what he has been asking for for a long time,” she said with a small smile.

“Fuck!” I cursed and moved quickly to get off my car.

The corners of my eyes started to heat up as I ran inside the hospital while staring at my phone.

She kept talking on a video that was purposely for me. I could feel her sincerity and her overflowing emotions.

“I am sorry, Achetbir. I am sorry for causing so much pain to you,” she said with her voice cracking.

No need to be sorry, babe.

“I really really love you, Achetbir. I still love you.”

A lone tear fell on my cheeks as she said those magic words. All the pain I felt before seemed to go away quickly. I slowed my pace and hung up my phone when I reached where she was. She was sitting in a wheelchair while facing the screen.

“To all of you who’re watching right now, I just want to tell you all how much I love him. Yes, I am just a secretary, but that does not mean that I am not worthy enough for him. I may not have a degree, but that is not a reduction of my personality. I want to let you know that this secretary in front of you is the only woman loved by an Achetbir Villa Forca.”

That’s it, babe. Lift yourself up.

“And that girl will be a Villa Forca soon,” I said proudly as I knelt down.

Good thing I always brought this gem with me.

She was stunned when she heard me speak. She looked at me and covered her mouth in shock. Her tears run down her face as she stared into my eyes.

I was literally crying as I get off the small red velvet box out of my pocket. Damn, I didn’t know that I could cry this much in my entire life.

“Jandie Mendoza, my secretary, the girl who hid the billionaire’s heir. Will you marry me?” I asked emotionally, looking straight into her hazel brown eyes.

It’s funny how just like in the movies, everything slows down. I was deaf—she was all that I could hear.

“I will.”

That was probably the sweetest and happiest reply I had ever heard from her. I couldn't help but cry with great joy.

Finally.

“Damn, I should jump in joy. Why the hell am I crying?” I forced myself to calm down and stood up to approach her. I held her hand gently, then slipped the ring on her finger. 

It fit well.

We stared at each other as we continued to cry. We reconciled, setting aside all the hardships we had gone through.

“I love you,” we both said. Then, I crouched to give her a passionate kiss.

“I didn’t expect to see a man cry over his proposal and marriage. Dude, are you really happy? ” said the man next to me.

I glared at him. "Why are you even my best man?" I said, annoyed.

He chuckled and fixed his coat. "Because I'm the only male friend of your wife, and also, you're also an introvert." He laughed.

I just shook my head and looked again at the woman I loved who was preparing to walk toward me.

“Be thankful that you’re my wife’s friend, Caster. I’m still not forgetting how you kissed her,” I said.

I heard him gasp with disbelief. “She’s the one who kissed me!” he accused.

I looked at him angrily. “Should I kick you out now?”

“Your wife is coming, asshole,” he said as he shook his head. “As if you’ve never kissed anyone else, tss!” I heard him murmur.

I just turned my attention back to the woman I dreamed of at the beginning instead of noticing the one who followed me. My grin returned as I watched her mother bring her closer to me.

Wife.

Yeah, any moment from now, she would officially be a Villa Forca.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest announced after the long process of the wedding.

Our guests immediately applauded and cheered. We both faced each other and smiled genuinely.

“I love you,” I said emotionally.

“I love you too,” she answered.

I rested deeply and licked my lower lip to suppress my smile.

Damn! Her “I love you” always made me nuts. Did I really fall that hard?

I slowly took off her veil. I didn’t break my stare at her as her face was finally revealed clearly in front of me.

“Beautiful,” I said in awe.

Her cheeks reddened, and she then averted her eyes from me. I laughed softly and touched her jaw.

“I love you,” I said with full enthusiasm and put my face closer to hers.

Before I even put my lips to her, a baby’s loud crying grabbed our attention. We looked at our three-month-old son Gavriel. He was in a stroller, and mother was currently feeding him to settle down. My wife’s mother was just next to them and smiling, watching my mother take care of it. The guests laughed, and so did the two of us.

“Our son seems more likely to get jealous than you,” she mumbled.

I just shook my head and kissed her on the forehead. “Looks like I have competition,” I said, and we both giggled.

After seven long months of hiding the billionaire’s heir, she was now the billionaire’s bride.