Page 49 of Billionaire's Fake Wife: A Single Mom BWWM Romance

I grab Lauralee and search the stalls outside the station until we finally found a post office. After filling up the necessary requirements, the envelope was gone from my hands and towards Grant.

I should have felt relief.

I should have felt happiness.

But no, instead, I feel empty as Lauralee drags me along, guiding me back to the car, Teddy still in her delicate arms.

"Let's go, Mommy," Lauralee begs. "Let's get the bags and head up to our train."

That's right! I have you, Lauralee, you are all I need. Now, let's go have the next part of our adventure.

And far away from Grant.

Twenty-Four

Grant

“Where is she?” I whisper to myself as I’m standing in on the train platform. The train is going to arrive in ten minutes. I’m pacing around the floor, dozens of people are already passing me by, giving me weird stares as they pass.

I arrive at their destination before her.

“Yeah, yeah,” I say to the onlookers. “There’s nothing to see here.”

I try to wave them off but only aggravate the situation by having the balloons wrapped on my wrists sway with unfettered silliness. I hear some of the people around me snicker, it must be funny to see a man holding presents for a person who probably already left.

I check my watch and say to myself, “Nope, she really should pass through here; there’s no other way through from the train unless they decided to get on the tracks. What’s keeping her so long?”

A loud ding fills the air, Please be advised, the train will be arriving in five minutes.

I’m losing my crap as my heart is bursting from my chest.

I feel my shoulder slump as I let out a deep sigh, It’s no use, she must have found out that I was coming and may be changed to another train or something––

It’s only then that I see the clouds part from the heavens, allowing giant rays of light to beam down from the windows high above the station. And where the sun met the floor, there they were. Lauralee and Sonya, walking hand in hand, towards me, oblivious to my presence.

I could have fixed my hair, cleaned up my coat, checked my breath for any morning nastiness, but no. In the peak of my wisdom, I just stand there, staring the whole time at Sonya as they hurriedly walk from the entrance and to the platform.

It isn’t until they were a stone’s throw away that they finally stopped. Lauralee, who hugged Teddy as she stopped walking. Sonya’s rummaging through her purse, still unaware as to why she and her daughter just stopped.

“You know you might bump into something if you don’t look at where you’re going,” I calmly greet. “Hi, Lauralee.”

“Uncle!” Lauralee gleefully says as she runs towards me with arms wide open, until of course, Sonya stops her dead in her tracks.

“Don’t,” Sonya warns her daughter as she pulls her back.

“I missed you too, Sonya,” I casually say, trying to lighten the mood. But I guess after everything that Sonya and I have been through, a light mood might be a terribly impossible idea.

I open my arms wide to them, releasing all of my celebratory surprises in store for them, all of the flowers, balloons, and finally, the toys that some of my handy dandy servants helped carry here.

“Wow!” Lauralee exclaims.“Mommy, I want one!”

“Not right now, dear,” commands Sonya.

I take a few steps towards them, with a smile from ear to ear. But Sonya responds to me by taking two steps for each one that I make, with a sense of fear and pain in her eyes.

For the last time, I try to take a step closer towards her, but she takes a step back with her hand inside her purse.

“Don’t make me…” threatens Sonya.

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