Page 55 of Doctor Billionaire's Surprise Baby

“I know cooking is not your favorite thing in the world to do, but I know you love to watch it. And I also know how much you love Chef Supreme, so…” Hugo trailed off as Bobby Sanders,theChef Supreme, walked toward us and I started taking in my surroundings. We were on the set of a cooking show. “Bobby is going to give us a cooking lesson.”

Hugo looked slightly nervous when he looked back at me. I could only imagine how I looked, completely stunned and in awe.

“Are you serious, Hugo?”

Bobby laughed as he shook Hugo’s hand.

“You must be Simone. I can see why Hugo’s going all out to try and impress you.” Bobby winked, and I nearly lost my mind.

“I – It’s so nice to meet you, Mr. Sanders.”

“Please, it’s Bobby. Let’s get cooking, okay?” Bobby teased us about how we had dressed and covered us up with Chef Supreme aprons. I couldn't believe I was wearing the most expensive necklace I have ever seen… with an apron.

For the next hour, Bobby walked us through a simple fish recipe with a more elaborate potato recipe that I definitely didn’t understand. Hugo carried us as far as cooking went. I knew I wouldn’t leave here with any new cooking skills, but the memory of tonight would last a lifetime.

A table for two was set up on the rooftop terrace, complete with twinkling lights, candles, and a view of the bustling Fanueil Hall.

“Hugo, this was absolutely amazing. After that night in Milan, this is truly an unforgettable evening.”

“I’m glad,” he said, reaching for my hand. “I just want to give you everything, Simone. You deserve it and so much more. I want you to feel as special as you make me feel just by being in my life.”

I blushed at the compliment as he raised my hand to kiss my knuckles.

"Can you believe how far we've come?" Hugo murmured, his warm breath tickling my skin. The city below sparkled like a sea of diamonds, casting an ethereal glow over our entwined figures.

"Sometimes it feels like a dream," I confessed.

"Simone," he sighed, and I could feel him smiling into my hair, "you have no idea how much you've changed my life for the better."

"Likewise, Hugo," I replied, reaching up to cup his face in my hands, my heart swelling with affection.

“Simone, I love you.”

Hugo’s words rocked my core. Ever since I thought his love was gone, I had given up hope of hearing those words again. But here they were.

“I love you, too, Hugo.”

He pulled out his phone, connected it to the Bluetooth speaker on the terrace, and put on some soft music. Like a true gentleman, he took my hand and helped me stand. He spun me in a circle and we settled into a dance, his strong arms wrapped around me and giving me comfort I’d never known before.

And right there on a rooftop, I knew my life would never be the same.

Chapter 22

Hugo

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath as I glanced at the clock. Any minute now, my parents were set to arrive. I’d stalled my dad long enough, but a few days ago, he left a voicemail that said he and my mom were going to be visiting Boston and they were looking forward to seeing me.

No chance to decline.

We were trapped.

I looked over at Simone, who was nervously fluffing the throw pillows on our couch. Her captivating smile had disappeared, replaced by a tense expression that revealed her fear. She caught my gaze and forced a weak smile.

"Relax, Simone. Everything will be fine," I said softly, although I didn’t feel that way myself.

The doorbell rang. It made us both jump, and I took a deep breath before opening it. On the other side of the door, my momand dad stood, dressed impeccably and not looking like they’d spent the better part of an entire day in flight.

“Mamma. Papà. It’s good to see you,” I said, as we exchanged obligatory hugs and kisses. “Please come in. You, of course, remember Simone.”

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