Baby For The Impotent Billionaire

CHAPTER 2

(Bright's POV)

I sat on my luxury office chair on the fifth floor of a five-story building, discussing business with a client, Mr. Justin Tilman.

Just then, my office door swung open, and my fiancée, Nini Andre, who worked as my finance manager, stormed in.

"Bright, I am done with this relationship! I don't want us to continue!" Nini shouted, throwing the diamond engagement ring at my face. The previous night, I had proposed to her with that ring.

Nini didn't care that I had a client with me. She openly embarrassed me in front of my top partner.

"Mr. Tilman, we will discuss the business negotiation later," I said, my voice cold.

Mr. Tilman stood up and left my office, acting like he hadn't seen the angry woman.

Once the door shut, I fixed my gaze on Nini. She was a tall, fair-skinned, 27-year-old woman.

"What's the matter? Why did you take off your ring and throw it at my face?" I asked, my voice calm despite the rage boiling inside me.

Rising from my office chair, I picked up the ring and walked over to her. I was the CEO of Morgan Groups and the Blues Hotel in this city, and no one messed with me.

Nini stood with a stern look on her face. "Are you asking me why I'm calling it quits, Bright?"

She glared at me as I struggled to respond. I wondered what had provoked her.

"Are you really a man?" Nini demanded, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"We've been having unprotected s*x for five years, and I haven't gotten pregnant by you. What does that tell you? That you are impotent!" she shouted, her body trembling, her eyes shooting daggers at me.

My heart ached painfully at the way Nini yelled at me.

I knew I was impotent, but I had been trying to find a way to tell her. I provided for her and her family's needs, and I was searching for a cure.

"Nini, please calm down. We've been dating for five years now. I can get medical help. You will have my child," I tried to comfort her, but she shrieked.

"Don't come any closer to me! You are an impotent man. What's the point of having all this money when you cannot get a single woman like me pregnant?

"I cannot continue with you! I only accepted your ring at the hotel last night because I didn't want to embarrass you, but I cannot continue with you.

"You should look for a barren woman to marry. Not me."

Nini glared at me, not caring if her words were breaking my heart.

"Nini, please. You know I love you very much. I did everything to support you and your family. I paid your tuition fees for university. You cannot break up with me now," I pleaded, begging her to give me time, but she narrowed her eyes at me.

"Bright, tell me, how much did you spend on me? I work for you, so I can make a refund. This is my life I'm talking about here! My future. I cannot spend the rest of my life with you. And do not come after me again. We are over. Completely over! Besides, I gave you my body for the past five years that we've known each other. So take that as repayment for all the money you spent on me. But I cannot take this ring. I need a real man who will make me pregnant, not an impotent CEO like yourself!"

Nini darted out of my office, leaving my world turning black.

Clenching my fist around the ring, I knew I truly loved Nini. I had done everything to make her happy. But recently, I didn't know how she had found out I was impotent.

I hadn't discussed it with her yet, but she had said she wanted a child before we married.

Moving back to my office chair, I sat down, but I couldn't focus on anything I was doing. It was 4 p.m.

My mind was restless, replaying the harsh words Nini had hurled at me.

What's the point of having all this money if I cannot make her pregnant? What was my use as a man?

My gaze darkened. I was a 31-year-old man, and I had been dating Nini since I was 26.

Turning off my computer, I picked up my phone and contacted my best friends, Sunny Howard and Gabriel Jefferson.

"Hello, Sunny. Are you free tonight?" I asked, wanting to know if he could share a drink with me.

"I'm sorry, Bright. I have an important client to meet tonight, and I cannot hang out with you. Why not call Gabriel?" Sunny replied, his tone apologetic.

I frowned, feeling like the world was turning its back on me.

"That's fine. I'll call Gabriel now," I replied calmly, despite my broken heart. Then I contacted Gabriel.

"Hello, Gab. Can you hang out with me tonight?" I asked him calmly.

A thick silence fell on the line. Gabriel then asked, "Where do you want to hang out? Why not call your fiancée to hang out with you? You just got engaged despite my warning."

My heart ached. Gabriel had warned me not to marry Nini. He claimed he had seen her cheating on me, but he had no evidence to prove it.

The reminder of Nini's betrayal stung. She had cut me off and warned me not to chase after her.

"Nini broke up with me just now and returned my ring," I said, taking a deep breath.

"What?" Gabriel gasped, his anger evident.

"That bìtch! I always knew she didn't want to marry you. Didn't you see how she behaved after you gave her the ring? She was reluctant to accept it!"

"It's okay, Gabriel. I hold no grudge against Nini. She said I am not man enough to get her pregnant. She discovered I'm at fault."

The phone went silent for a while before Gabriel asked, "Are you sure you want to hang out at a club? You just need to relax and calm down. Maybe try to reach out to her to see if she's serious about breaking up. Besides, you've done so much for her. You helped her family, and now she wants to quit the relationship?" His tone was filled with annoyance.

"It's okay, Gabriel. Let it slide. Besides, Nini works for me. I'm sure she will come back when she calms down. She cannot do without me, so she will come beg me," I said confidently.

"Alright. I'll see you at your club tonight. 6 p.m.," he agreed. My heart felt better.

"Alright. I'm still at the company. Once I close, I'll head to the Blues," I replied calmly.

"Alright. I'll see you there," Gabriel said before the call ended.

My phone rang again. I thought it was Gabriel calling back, but it was my stepmother, Eden Morgan.

"Hello, Mom," I answered, despite my frustrations.

"Bright, what's going on? I heard Nini ended her engagement with you. Why would she do that?"

Shutting my eyes, I replied, "It's her choice. How am I supposed to know?"

"Bright, how can you say you don't know why your own fiancée broke up with you? Anyway, you have to come home today. Your father insists," she said, her voice firm. My brows furrowed.

"I'm in no mood to come home. How about tomorrow? I'll be home," I requested. It was Friday, and I needed time to chill and relax.

My stepmother didn't like me. She only pretended in front of my dad. I was sure she was celebrating now that my fiancée had broken off with me. She was happy about my health condition and wanted her own son, Raymond, to take over my company.

"Fine," she replied coolly. "I'll inform your dad."

The call ended, and I got ready to leave for the club.