In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136

Chapter 136

The surgical waiting room was quiet again now, save for the occasional shuffle of a nurse’s sneakers passing by the open door. Keira was curled in a chair cradling a cup of coffee. Luca figured it would be stone cold by now. Blair sat cross–legged by the window, thumbing through a magazine on her lap, but the way she wasn’t spending any time on each page, he doubted she was even reading it.

Roman sat beside her, his hand rubbing up and down her back as he checked his watch again.

Luca’s phone buzzed in his lap.

Nick De Santis’s name showed on the screen. Luca stared at it for a beat, thumb hesitating above the screen..

Of all the moments for his father to call!

For one brief second, he thought about letting it ring out, telling himself he would call back later. After Sutton woke up. After he saw the baby. After he knew they would both be okay.

But it wasn’t just Sutton lying unconscious in recovery. He still hadn’t been allowed to see her.

It was also Nick’s grandson in that NICU.

And if–God willing… Sutton didn’t hate him when this was all over, maybe Nick’s daughter–in–law too.

He swiped to answer.

“Ciao, Papa.”

“Luca,” Nick’s voice sounded clearer than expected.

Luca closed his eyes briefly and leaned forward in the chair.

He was bracing himself to tell his father what had happened, but before he could speak, his father went on.

“We are here. At JFK. Just landed.”

Luca’s eyes snapped open. “Wait. What?”

Antonio’s voice piped in faintly in the background. “We’re still waiting on Bella’s suitcase… they lost it.”

“We?” Luca said, chest already tightening.

Nick grunted. “Yes, we… your brother, Bella, and me. We came to meet Sutton. Your fiancée. We wanted to surprise you.”

Luca didn’t speak for a full second. Sutton wasn’t his fiancée yet.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, inhaled through gritted teeth.

“Papa, why the hell would you travel all the way here without telling me? You had a heart attack a few months ago.”

Nick gave an exhausted sigh, the kind built exclusively by disappointment carried over multiple generations. “I’m fine.”

“You’re not supposed to be flying yet.”

“What do you want from me, Luca? We are De Santis men. We don’t sit still. The doctor cleared me for travel. I figured it was time to meet this model you refused to give up.”

Luca winced.

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Chapter 136

He could practically see his father’s look: the dismissiveness, the tight line of his mouth that always said, ‘I know what’s best, and it’s hot what yolave

chosen.’

“For what it’s worth,” Nick added, “I don’t trust a woman who runs. But she is carrying my grandson and my first great heir”

Luca’s stomach rolled.

“Papa,” he whispered, voice rougher now.

“What?”

“She’s in the hospital.”

Silence.

He closed his eyes. “There was an accident. Outside my building. A cyclist hit her. She fell, and they rushed her here. She had to have emergency surgery. The baby was in distress. It-”

“What are you saying?” Nick’s voice dropped, quieter but more rigid. “Is she… Are they-?”

“They’re alive,” Luca said fast. “But it was close. Sutton’s stable now. The baby’s in the NICU. He came early. Not even thirty weeks. They both made it through the night but we’re not in the clear yet.”

“Oh my God,” Bella’s voice now clear in the background. “The baby must be so small!”

“You can come to the hospital,” Luca murmured, though he was anything but calm. “We’re at Lenox Hill. I’ll meet you at the front door.”

“On our way,” Antonio said. “The GPS on my phone says forty–four minutes. We have Bella’s case now, but we would have left it had it not turned up.”

Luca ended the call, staring down at the phone like it had caught fire.

Roman looked over. “Your father is here?”

Luca nodded numbly. “They’re on their way here. Surprise visit.”

“You okay?”

“No,” Luca answered honestly. “No, I’m not.”

“This… is the hardest part of loving a child,” his father said quietly. Nick didn’t say anything about Luca loving Sutton—maybe because, during their last conversation, Luca had claimed he was marrying her for the child, not for love. How wrong he had been. He just hoped Sutton saw it that way if she

They headed toward the elevators, all of them silent… until Nick suddenly slowed. Luca turned to see why his father was slowing down.

Nick rubbed his sternum once, and a look of pain crossed his aging face. Then he pressed his hand into his chest harder. He stopped walking

Luca didn’t answer; instead, he yelled out. “We need help now.” He was not going to spend time answering stupid questions from non–medical staff.

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