Page 6 of The Billionaire's Secret

Eliza sighs. "Life is hard, Kevin. And having a baby is even harder. She's probably with postpartum depression. Or she's alone in the world and doesn't trust herself to take care of her kid," Eliza makes a pause. "Did you take him to the doctor yet?"

I nod absently. "Dr. Garcia was here when I brought him home. He said everything is okay."

Eliza lets out a relieved breath.

"That's good to know."

Trent moves on the couch to face her. "What's in your mind?"

She looks down at her hand, resting on his knee before replying. "I was thinking that maybe his mom is an addict. She asked for money and left her baby with a stranger. If she was using while pregnant, it could be bad for Winston."

My heart shrinks thinking about what could have happened to Winston.

"Maybe I should call Dr. Garcia again. Make sure he knows about that."

Trent stands, walks towards me, and places his hand on my shoulder, comforting me. "Calm down. You're doing a great job. Just take it a day at a time, he glances at Eliza. "Are you sure you don't want us to keep him until the police find his family?"

I shake my head, my eyes focused on the baby finally falling asleep in my arms, and my heart burst in happiness, even if I can't explain why. There's just something about knowing that he feels safe enough with me to fall asleep that makes me happy.

"I'm fine, thanks. I'll get him a nanny, and I'll be back to work in a couple of days."

"Take all the time you need," Trent says.

"Thanks."

Eliza stands and walks to the changing space I got arranged for Winston. "I got you some baby clothes, and other stuff you'll need," she starts placing things in the cabinets. "What's up with all these diapers?"

I shrug, suddenly embarrassed. "I forgot to buy more, and I needed them. Caleb was here, so I ran down the street to the closest store, but when I got there, I couldn't remember what size he's in. I just brought a bunch of diapers, hoping some would fit him."

Trent chuckles by my side, and I see Eliza biting her lip, trying not to laugh too.

"Shut up," I tell them.

"We'll let you get some rest," Trent says, walking towards Eliza and placing a hand on her lower back. "Call us if you need anything."

I nod, glancing at Winston again.

"Thanks."

They leave, and I'm left alone with this small person I'm supposed to be taking care of.

I still don't understand how his mom could leave him with me without knowing me, and I guess I'll never know. Eliza's words return to my mind. Maybe she's right. His mom can't be in a good place, or she wouldn't just leave him with a stranger.

"Don't worry, buddy, you have me," I whisper in his ear.

He stirs in his sleep, and a small smile shows on his lips.

Winston won't be missing a thing in his life. For the short time I've spent with him, I've grown attached to being around him. I won't let him know how cruel this world can be. I'll always protect him.

Unless his mom shows back up . . .

I push that thought aside. She left him with me. She won't come back. She can't come back.

My phone vibrates and I reach for it.

My mom has been calling me nonstop. She knows I have Winston with me, and that's the problem.

Anya decided to get some revenge on me, and told the world that I have a baby. She actually told the press that I got some young girl knocked up.

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