Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

The taxi ride from the airport Sutton didn’t remember. It wasn’t jet lag, but it hadn’t helped.

The only thing that stuck in her mind was the rain as it hit the windows of the taxi, and she watched the fat raindrops slide down the outside of the glass. Typical. New York had always had a sick sense of timing.

The driver didn’t speak much and thank God for that. Sutton didn’t have it in her to make conversation. She barely had it in her to breathe.

Her head throbbed. Her back ached. Her stomach turned with every bump in the road. Not morning sickness–just everything sickness. Life sickness. If anything, him speaking to her would’ve only made her cry again.

When the car pulled up in front of Blair, Dan, and Laura’s building, Sutton didn’t move for a second. She just stared at the place. She hadn’t been here before but had the address in her phone.

This place… New York–not Blair’s place–was like a different lifetime ago. One where she wasn’t pregnant. One where Luca hadn’t looked her in the eye and called her a slut.

She was hurt more than anything that he had believed she would sleep around on him. He was the one who had been planning to get engaged to this young girl while he had been seeing her. Had he always been engaged to his little wife? Having a woman on the side until his bride came of age?

Who truly was the slut here if that was the case?

She paid the driver, dragging her suitcases up the stairs one at a time, and rang the buzzer.

Keira answered the door.

“Holy shit,” she breathed, pulling it wide open. “You didn’t tell us you were coming. I was just visiting with Blair. Dan’s away for some sales meeting, and Laura had some modeling gig for a few days.”

Sutton shrugged, voice dry. “Didn’t know I was until the last minute. I didn’t know I was coming here until I got in the taxi.”

Keira stepped aside, letting her in. “You look like hell.”

“Thanks,” Sutton said, pulling her two suitcases through the door.

Blair was already coming down the hallway barefoot, hair up in a messy twist, wearing leggings and an old Columbia sweatshirt. Her eyes widened when she saw her.

“Sutton?”

“Yeah,” Sutton said, throat scratchy. “It’s me.” Her throat tightened.

Blair didn’t hesitate. Just crossed the space and wrapped her arms around her.

And for a second, Sutton let herself sink into it. She may be the older sister and normally the strong one, but right now, she wasn’t feeling it. She felt set

adrift. Afloat from reality.

“You okay?” Blair asked, too quietly.

she could

food? Shower?

I do need a shower, but I don’t think I have the energy

had already disappeared into the linen closet. Blair guided her to the couch, where she collapsed like her bones were done trying

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didn’t believe she could tell her sisters what had happened and cry at the same time. Her brain

her sisters didn’t jump on her to ask questions. They gave her time, and she was grateful. It surprised her with Keira

handed her tea a few moments later, Sutton hadn’t

something. Placing a light blanket over her. Sutton let it happen. She curled up, took small sips, and tried not to throw up. Her

the armrest beside her

Keira’s one–word

relationship, as you know.” She had told them she was seeing someone, but not all

Hah. What a joke.

hadn’t been. No. He had his child

from her. “We

said nothing, waiting for Sutton to fill in

moment, Keira

Are you gonna tell us what happened? Or are we just gonna vibe in awkward silence until one of us snaps and

“It’s over.”

Blair

Sutton nodded. “Yeah.”

did he do?” Keira asked. “Because if this is something forgivable, like bad socks or a questionable haircut, I’m still slashing his

principle.”

“He’s

Blair blinked. “To who?”

“Some eighteen–year–old Italian heiress.”

wait. Eighteen? Like… legal in Italy

“Yeah.”

“And he

to end things,” Sutton said. “Then told him I

That landed hard.

Dead silence.

sat back. “You’re

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“Pregnant.”

“With

Keira. With a

always had that mysterious glow about you.