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Page 130 of The Damaged Billionaire's Obsession

Stella doesn’t know about my parents. No one except Twiggy and Ethan know, and I’m glad now that I didn’t tell them. It would be difficult to see them struggle to accept her if they knew about my past.

“Thanks, babe. And I’m sorry. I really had to leave that quickly.”

“So, yes, you needed to go see your mom. I understand that, but how the fuck does that lead to Van-fucking-couver? You didn't even breathe a word about having a job offer out here;otherwise, if we’d known, we would have told you that you were crazy to consider it!”

“Sabrina didn’t know? Did Jordan not tell her?” I thought he told Sabrina everything.

“You think if I knew anything about this that I’d let you come here? I mean, it’s a beautiful city, but sweetheart, this isn't your home.Weare your home. All of us. Especially that gorgeous, hunky guy who’s head over heels for you.”

“Um, Stella, that’s kind of the reason why I needed to leave.”

“Because you’re pregnant?” she asks.

“How do you even—?”What is she, psychic?

“You know, I’d really like to be able to say I took one look at you and knew from every single one of my friends falling pregnant, but no, your hot-headed friend in Dublin let the cat out of the bag,” she informs me.

“Twiggy?”

“I don’t even know what his name is, but yeah, he all but tore Ethan a new one, so Ethan’s on his way here.”

“Ethan knows?” My face crumples. “Oh, I didn’t want him to know. I didn’t think he’d be happy about it.”

“But that’s not the only reason you left, is it?”

“What?”What does she know?

“You saw him with a woman, right?” She sees the answer on my face. “Oh, the fucking paps. Sabrina was right.”

“There’s this woman he’s seeing, Stella. A model. I think she even has kids with him. Twins.” Hot tears make my vision blur.

“You mean the Czech model who is in his house as we speak?”

“He brought her back from Prague?” I didn’t think my tattered heart could hurt more, but it does. Brutally.

“No, he didn’t. She’s visiting him. It’s practically her home too, babe.”

I can’t help it. I start to cry.

“You see, this, this right here is why you never hide anything from your friends!” Stella exclaims, pointing at the tears running down my face.

“What?”

She rubs her temple like she suddenly has a splitting headache. “You little… Open your ears, babe, because I’m only going to say this once. Ethan’s sister is a model who lives in Prague. That must be who you saw. ”

“What are you saying, Stella?”

“Elsa Larsson is his step-sister. His very married step-sister. Or at least, she will be his stepsister when his dad marries Elsa’s mom.”

“What!” I yell.

“The Czech model is Ingrid’s daughter. Ethan has a tight-knit family, I thought you would have met them. Bonnie, you really jumped the gun this time.”

“How did I…I thought…oh, God. I’m such an idiot.” As I think about the night I met Ingrid, I do remember her mentioning her daughters. Still, one thing doesn’t make sense. “But why wouldn’t he pick up his calls then? I couldn’t even reach him.”

“That’s because his surgery went wrong the first time. Before everything went horribly wrong again.”

“What do you mean, Stella?”




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