Page 191 of Triplet Trouble For My Billionaire Boss

It was the last thing I expected, seeing him walk into my office after all these years. But no matter how important that moment was, I still should have found a way to get to that damn appointment.

I set the ultrasound down carefully, then lean back in my chair, staring at the ceiling.

I think about everything Annie said last night. About how she sat there alone, listening to the heartbeats, wondering if this is how it’s going to be.

I won’t let that happen.

I don’t know what kind of father I’ll be to these babies. Hell, I’m still figuring out how to be a father to Robbie. But I know one thing for damn sure—I won’t be absent. I won’t let Annie do this alone.

A soft knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts.

I straighten, glancing toward the entrance. “Come in.”

The door pushes open, and Robbie peeks his head inside, his dark hair slightly tousled. “Hey, Dad.”

“Hey, buddy,” I say, sitting up. “What’s up?”

He steps inside, hesitating for just a second before walking over to me. “I was just wondering… can we go do something today?”

I arch a brow. “Did you have something in mind?”

He shrugs, but there’s something careful about the way he does it, like he’s nervous. It occurs to me that he never would’ve done this a few months ago. Knocked on my door, asked me to go somewhere.

“I don’t know. Just… something,” he says quietly.

I watch him for a moment, taking in the way he fidgets slightly, his fingers messing with the hem of hisshirt.

And then it hits me.

Maybe it’s the conversation I had with Alan, or maybe it’s everything that’s been weighing on my mind lately, but I suddenly know exactly what we need to do.

I stand, ruffling Robbie’s hair as I pass by him. “Yeah, buddy. We’re going to do something.”

He blinks up at me. “Really?”

“Really,” I say. “Go tell Annie to get ready.”

His face lights up, and he spins on his heel, rushing out of the office before I can change my mind.

I let out a slow breath, pressing my hands against the desk.

It’s time.

Time for Robbie to meet her.

Time to take him to Robin’s grave.

And I need Annie there with us.

***

The drive to the cemetery is quiet.

Robbie sits in the back, swinging his feet, looking out the window. He doesn’t ask where we’re going. He just trusts me to take him somewhere important.

Annie sits beside me, stealing glances in my direction every so often. I know she has questions, but she doesn’t push.

I grip the steering wheel tighter, focusing on the road ahead.

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