Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto)

Chapter 37

"I know this is totally unexpected but that's the truth. You are the father of three beautiful children."

"Even though Katherine is prone to teasing me, must you tease me too?"

"Dear, you should know that I'm not a fan of pranks and what would I gain from lying to you or breaking your heart?"

"But we made use of condoms. Are you even sure they are mine? She probably fucked someone else and is now trying to pin it on me to take responsibility. I knew coming here was a bad idea. I should have listened to my conscience."

"No matter how bad we run away from reality, I want you to know that the truth will always remain the truth. Condom is not 100% guaranteed and you know that."

"Don't preach to me about what I know and what I don't know. Please don't. I've used it all my life and it has never failed me. So why with Katherine?"

"Destiny?!" Beatrice shrugged.

"To hell with destiny. Fuck destiny!!!!!" He said at the top of his voice.

"I know this is a lot to take in but I would like you to calm down. I would like for you to recall my reaction when I first saw you. You said it was similar to Magda's reaction. That is because you are the adult version of those kids. Sammy and Sebastian look so much like you. Even Sophie, despite being a girl, looks so much like you too. She's just your female version."

"Stoppppp," he groaned with gritted teeth. The information was messing with his head and he didn't like that a bit.

"Are you sure they aren't my siblings?"

This time around, Beatrice's eyes went wide.

"Oliver!!!" She said his name aloud in disbelief.

"What? I look so much like my father too."

"Please don't let Katherine hear you say that. I'm sure you didn't say it in her presence because I'm sure I would have been planning a burial instead of my wedding Tomorrow."

"But what the hell? You know very well that you are her first. We left the house that same midnight and eight months later, your babies were born. Do the calculations and stop behaving dumb."

"But I fucking used protection!" Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Are you going to keep dwelling on that or you are gonna embrace reality?"

"I know you want no fucking kids but the deed has been done. The faster you come to terms with reality, the better."

Oliver shook his head.

"You probably need some time to process the news and that's fine."

Oliver shook his head again.

"What's on your mind?" Beatrice couldn't help but ask..

"That you would tell me all of these is a silly joke."

Beatrice sighed. "I wish I could. I still don't understand why Kathie told you the baby died and why she didn't tell you that they are three Babies. I guess she knew you would be in denial."

"Why the hell wouldn't I be in denial? She of all people knows how much I fucking hate kids." He said in anger, a small part of him wishing Katherine and her mother were going to retract their statements.

"Why do you hate kids?"

"Stop kidding, Bea. I told you all of it earlier."

"I may not be really close to the triplets but one thing I assure you of is that your children are smart and very lovable."

"Oh please don't call them that. I have no child or children!!!' He cringed.

"So you're not going to make amends? I know this is a lot. A whole lot for you and it will probably take time to accept reality. Seven years have gone by, time cannot be reversed but I believe that it's better late than never."

Oliver shook his head again.

"Katherine is smart. She probably knew you were going to react this way. I guess that was why she refused to say anything to you."

"That's not the point."

"Then what's the point?"

"I can't be a father. Not one, not two, talkless of three people. Seven years old????? Gosh, what was she thinking?"

Beatrice nodded in understanding. "You must have freaked her out. I now understand why she told you that the baby is dead. That's what you want right? For the triplets to be non-existent. It would

make you very happy?"

"I don't know. But she should have taken proper precautions at the beginning. I don't want to be responsible for any human. But when she told me the baby had died, l felt so uneasy, unfulfilled, and very uncomfortable."

"You've still got a heart after all. But are you suggesting she should have aborted?"

"If she had taken emergency pills. These troubles would have been avoided."

Beatrice stared at Ollie in disbelief. "Just like you were sure you used protection, I'm sure she must have felt the same way until it got out of hand before she decided she wanted to keep it."

"Look Ollie, a lot has happened today. I fight with my daughter and housekeeper almost every day but today's fight was really different. I am just as shocked as you are because I only learned the truth tonight."

"It's different. At least you aren't told out of the blue about some Seven-year-old fucking triplets."

Beatrice sighed. "I would mind my language if I were you. Katherine goes hard for who she cherishes. And I can promise you that she doesn't joke with the triplets. So describing them with the 'F word' will only make her hate you more."

"You shouldn't feel uneasy or as though she's trying to force you to take responsibility. She already knows you would react this way. That was why I threw a tantrum about it so you can be aware."

"So now it's up to you to want to be in their lives or not. No one is imposing anything."

The duo were quiet for almost a minute.

"She has a fiance."

"What has this situation got to do with it?"

"Oh...!" She exclaimed when the realization hit her. "You're still doubting that they are yours?" Ollie said nothing. "How I wish you could see them right away."

"Will that change anything?"

"You would see for yourself."

"I'm not interested."

"Then what are you going to do?"

He ran his fingers through his hair harshly.

Ollie had been in situations where he had to make decisions. Both personal but mostly official and he could swear that none of those decisions have stressed him like this one.

"I don't want to see anybody. I don't even understand myself. I don't know what to say or do. I can't believe my life is shattering before my eyes. I feel hurt, I'm angry, I feel uneasy, a lot of things are going through my head and I don't even know what to think or do."

"Does my father know about this?"

"He has no idea."

"I mean it. Maybe seeing them will give you answers to your confusion."

"They are in this house?" He asked Beatrice, giving it a thought.

"Katherine took them away knowing you would be coming over."

For reasons unknown, Oliver's face turned even redder. "Where's her room?"