I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis novel Chapter 384

**TITLE: The Attention 384**
**CONTENT: Chapter 384 Spoiled**

With a heavy sigh escaping my lips, I felt my shoulders sag under the weight of my thoughts. “Forget it,” I muttered to myself, shaking my head in frustration. “Why am I even bothering to ask you?” I glanced at Mickey, my heart aching with the realization that, despite my shortcomings as a mother, I was determined to improve. “Still, even if I’m not a great mum right now, I’ll work on it.”

Mickey, however, remained as serene as ever, his gaze fixed on me with an expression that seemed to hold a world of understanding. His calmness was both comforting and unsettling.

I couldn’t help but smile, a flicker of warmth igniting within me. I reached down, scooping him up into my arms, and enveloped him in a gentle cuddle. His small body fit perfectly against mine, and for a moment, the chaos of my emotions faded away.

Just then, the bedroom door creaked open, and in walked Ashton, cradling a freshly changed Minnie in his arms. The sight of them together brought a rush of conflicting feelings—love, pride, and an undeniable pang of jealousy.

I set Mickey down reluctantly, turning my attention to Ashton. “Let me hold her too,” I said, my voice tinged with a mixture of eagerness and apprehension.

Ashton hesitated for a fleeting moment, his eyes narrowing as he assessed my expression. But he remained silent, stepping forward and gently transferring the baby into my waiting arms.

“Minnie, it’s Mummy,” I cooed softly, my heart swelling with affection as I cradled her tiny form.

But in an instant, my joy was shattered by a piercing wail.

My heart sank, and I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. “Minnie, I’m your mum! I gave birth to you. How can you not let me hold you?” I pleaded, my voice tinged with desperation.

“Waaah!” she cried, her tiny face scrunching up in distress.

I stared down at her, taken aback by her rejection.

“Better let me take her,” Ashton said with a resigned sigh. He reached over, effortlessly lifting her from my arms, and began to pat her back soothingly. To my utter disbelief, she quieted almost immediately, her tears still glistening on her lashes. Within seconds, she broke into a wide, gummy grin, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her handsome dad.

Watching them together, a sharp pang of disappointment pierced through me. My eyes stung with unshed tears as I felt an overwhelming sense of exclusion.

“Forget it,” I murmured, forcing a smile as I turned away. “I’ll stick to holding my son.”

I scooped Mickey back into my arms, seeking solace in the fact that at least one of my children didn’t seem to reject me. He looked up at me with a calm expression before returning his attention to his tiny hands, blissfully content in my embrace.

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Ashton’s affection for Minnie had blossomed into something that, even to me, felt excessive. I couldn’t believe he had started taking her to the office with him.

When he came home that day, the driver opened the car door, and Ashton stepped out, cradling Minnie as he made his way upstairs with purpose.

Babies have a knack for falling asleep easily, and by the time he reached the bedroom, she was already nestled in the land of dreams once more.

I was perched on the edge of the bed, flipping through a magazine, when I heard him enter. I glanced up, taking in the sight of him with the baby in his arms, and couldn’t help but let a hint of bitterness seep into my tone. “You carry her around all day long. Don’t you ever get tired?”

Not that I would ever admit to feeling a twinge of jealousy.

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