The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Chapter 422 - Granger Maxwell

Tracey looked at the calendar and winced at the contraction. It's not her due. Not in two weeks.

"Ian!" She screamed aloud but there's no Ian. She carefully slipped off from bed. She breathed in and out as her stomach hurt. She doesn't know what contraction feels like but the thing that she's feeling might be a contraction. "Ian!" She shouted out of her lungs and the door burst open.

"I thought I heard it wrong." He said and rushed to her. "Sorry, babe. I was in my study room." He reached her hand as she squeezed his hand hard. "Ow,"

"I feel~~I feel something. Uhm, I think I'm having a contraction."

"What?" he exclaimed. The Butler came and quickly called the driver to prepare a car.

Then, the Butler took out the baby bag for the baby as Ian carefully led his wife to the door.

"Breath," He said softly.

"I'm breathing!" She scolded him.

"I'm sorry." He bit his tongue and he carefully carried her. She hugged him tightly and he was careful as he walked briskly. She's~~she's heavier than the last time and he can carry her.

"I'm sorry. It's just quite painful." She whispered to him.

"It's alright, baby. I got you."

Ian was so frantic that he didn't know how they got to the hospital. But since it's VIP they were also surrounded by guards. He was pacing back and forth as the midwife was preparing for Tracey's labor. But her water hasn't broken yet. They said that she's having dry labor and she's really in pain. So, he went inside and comforted her.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "But soon our baby will come out." He cheered up. "You can do it.

"This is harder than I thought." She mumbled.

"I'm here." He kissed her forehead.

It takes more than two hours until the actual labor. He stayed by her side all the time. Since they didn't want to know the gender in the first place, they wanted it to be surprising. The baby's first cry made Ian curious and he watched as the nurse showed him a boy. He gaped at the handsome baby.

"Your grace, you can cut the cord."

He froze and looked at Tracey.

"Okay,"

Ian stayed with his son in the private room. He kept glancing at him and making a funny face but the boy only looked at him weirdly.

"Hey, I'm your dad." He sanitized his hand and pointed at him. The baby grabbed his forefinger and looked at him with those wide eyes. "Why don't you look like your mom?" He asked but the baby didn't answer and continued to stare at him. "I love you." He kissed the baby first as the door opened. He smiled at Tracey who looked so pale.

"Babe," He called but she seemed too tired and drained as the nurses helped her. He gently scooped their baby boy as he walked toward her and showed her their son. "Look."

"Handsome." She smiled and slowly closed her eyes. The doctor entered and she checked on Tracey and then the baby.

"What's his name?" Ian asked as he looked down at their handsome boy.

"You can name him. But not something stupid." Tracey said as she admired the handsome boy.

"Granger Maxwell!" Ian exclaimed as the baby cooed and had those surprised eyes.

Tracey giggled.

"I will prepare the papers." He said and kissed Tracey's lips. "Good job, my love."

Ian went out without any bodyguard. He went directly to the registration office and filled up the documents needed for his son's birth certificate. There are a lot of things needed for him to sign. But anyway, the birth certificate will be released in no time.

"My Duke!"

His brows creased just hearing that woman's voice. She rushed in his direction and he smiled at the nurse and gave the papers. He turned in the other direction to avoid her but she's fast and she scooped his arm. He quickly raised his arm and pushed him.

"Go away before I kill you." He threatened her but she sighed as she walked back to see his face.

"Well, I'm getting married to Kennedy."

"Congrats." He said coldly.

"We can run away together."

"I'm not interested." He stopped in front of the elevator.

"Why are you in this hospital by the way?" Danica asked.

"None of your business."

"By the way," She smiled up at him. "If you go with me, we will be together and I will let you fuck someone you want."

He stopped and glared down at him.

"You think I am interested in you and fucking other people? My wife was way too attractive. Besides, I am not interested in your messy life."

"If my great-granddad didn't commit treason, maybe we would be together."

Ian laughed and shook his head.

"You are insane."

"I know." She winked at him.

"You are a fool." The elevator door opened and he stepped forward, pressed the button, and quickly closed it. His eyes were murderous. When he reached the VIP room, he changed his expression and went to the room.

Currently, Tracey was weeping while feeding Granger. He sat beside her and wiped her tears.

"It's painful." She mumbled.

"I know. You will get used to it. I will call your mom and I will tell everyone about the good news." He kissed her forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too." She pouted.

"I will cook your meal."

She pouted at him and frowned.

"Okay, I will just tell the kitchen to prepare it for you. Chicken soup then?"

She nodded her head and sniffled as she looked at Granger who was feeding on her with closed eyes.

"I will teach him how to kick." He kissed Granger's small tummy lightly. "Smells like a baby."

"He's a baby." She giggled. He wiped her tears again.

"I know it is painful but I will ask the doctor what to do about that." He sighed. "Maybe I can suck the other?" He suggested.

"Not a bad suggestion." She rolled her eyes. He chuckled and reached for his phone.

"I will make calls first."

He went to the sofa as he contact a lot of people. First, he contacts his butler to prepare a chicken soup for Tracey. Then, he called his brother for good news, next he contact Tracey's mother. It was a busy day but then he let their family know about Granger. He finally stretched out and carefully scooped the sleeping baby and put her in the hospital crib just next to her.

He helped his wife up and there were stains of blood on the bed.

"I need new maternity diapers."

He carried her to the bathroom and left it open. Then, he left her to make sure that the door in the main is locked. He reached out a mini cam and pointed it to the sleeping baby. He finally went to the bathroom to help his wife clean up.

"I~I feel wrecked." Tracey becomes a little dramatic but whatever how wrecked she was down there, he still loves her.

"Babe, it will heal." He promised her and prepared a warm bath.

She soaked in the bathtub and he went to the bed and pulled out the waterproof blanket that he put just in case. Then, he tosses it to the laundry basket as he puts on a new waterproof blanket. He checked the sleeping angel as he gently bent down and kissed his forehead.

"Babe," Tracey called. He went back to the bathroom and helped her dress up.

"Why are you crying again?" He asked.

"Hair fall. I have so much hair fall."

He sighed and patted her head.

"Babe, you will recover soon." He promised her. "Don't get stressed. Let's go back to bed. I will brush your hair."

He carried her back to bed and gently brushed her hair. She lay down sideways and admired their baby while he continued brushing her hair. She fell asleep after all of the drama. So, he finally moved the crib closer to her and he pulled the blanket. He went to the door and opened it. It was just in time when his Butler arrived with everything he needed and a handmaiden to help Tracey around.

They were gentle and they did their best to avoid any noise.

"Thank you." He whispered.

"Your clothes are already in the cabinet, sir. I will prepare a mini party for Lord Granger."

"Thank you." He nodded his head. The handmaiden stood on the corner. He approached his wife and gave her kisses. "Babe, the food's here." He whispered. She quickly opened her eyes and her stomach complained. He laughed lightly and kissed her lips.

He carefully moved the hospital table bed closer to her and set up the soup and food. He tasted it first and checked other stuff.

"You may go to the other room." He speaks to the handmaiden. "I will call you when needed."

"Yes, your grace." The handmaiden left quietly.

"How did I fall asleep?" She asked and glanced at their baby.

"Maybe because you were too tired." He grinned.

"Are you going to work here?" She asked.

"Yes, I need to finish that before tomorrow."

She sighed and shook her head. He sat with her and joined her with their meal. He smiled at her and couldn't stop smiling.

"What?" She asked.

"You are just beautiful."

She giggled and slid her hand to his crotch.

"Maybe after two months or three, we can do it again."

"Oh, I like the idea. But we need to use protection. I want to enjoy long years of sex."

"Okay,"