My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 244

Right there, safely tucked away, was his child.

He could already picture what the baby would look like once born—a tiny, soft little bundle that would cry, laugh, and eventually grow up.

A child who would call him Dad.

Lucian pulled his gaze away, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly in his throat.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, stepped out of the car, and walked around to the passenger side, pulling the door open.

"Mmm..." The movement roused Seraphina, and she blinked her eyes open in a daze. "Are we here?"

"We're here." Lucian offered his hand to help her out.

Seraphina held onto the door frame to steady herself, rubbing her eyes as the last remnants of sleep faded.

"Should I carry you inside?" Lucian asked casually.

That instantly woke her up. "No, no, I can walk perfectly fine on my own."

With that, the two of them headed into the house.

...

Meanwhile, Sienna Simmons had been desperately waiting for Sebastian Sullivan to show up.

She waited and waited, but he never came.

Panic began to claw at Sienna's chest.

What was she supposed to do?

Did Sebastian truly not care about her anymore?

She couldn't just sit around and do nothing.

Sienna bit her lip, snatched up her phone, and dialed Zac Chambers, Sebastian's personal secretary.

"Zac, is Sebastian around? I made him some soup and wanted to drop it off."

Zac sounded completely awkward. "Ms. Simmons, I apologize, but Mr. Sullivan has a lunch appointment today."

Sienna paused. "Is it a business meeting?"

Zac hesitated. "You could say that!"

Sienna froze. The realization hit her like a truck—Sebastian was on a private date, not a business lunch.

The text read: *Sebastian Sullivan had lunch at The Gilded Chalice today with a beautiful woman. They dined privately for about an hour and a half and appeared highly engaged in conversation.*

The investigator added a note stating the woman was clearly from a wealthy family, impeccably dressed, radiating elegance, and dripping in designer brands.

An agonizing image instantly flashed through Sienna's mind.

Sebastian sitting in a private, luxurious booth, a stunning woman seated across from him.

The woman smiling radiantly, sipping vintage wine as she chatted.

And Sebastian, his usual icy demeanor melting away as a rare, genuine smile tugged at his lips.

Sienna began to tremble uncontrollably.

So, he really had found someone else?

No wonder he hadn't contacted her in so long. He had already moved on to his next target.

Sienna's perfectly manicured nails dug fiercely into her palms.

"Ms. Simmons, are you still there?" the investigator's voice crackled through the phone.

Sienna took a sharp, trembling breath. "Who is she?"