I dozed off in my outfit immediately after I got home yesterday and it wasn’t until later when I woke up that I changed out of the clothes.My ringtone stirred me from my sleep and I reached out for it on my nightstand half asleep as I slid accept on the screen. This has become my morning alarm wake up call each day“Good morning Bailey.”“Good morning Hazel, you’ve got to stop calling me so early.” I groan yawning.“I’m sorry. I just wanted to let you know what I have planned for your schedule today.”“Alright, lay it on me.”“You have the other half of your wardrobe shopping today-”she says and I interrupt her with a groan. “-today’s shopping will also include make-up.”“I don’t use make-up that much, so we don’t need to get that.”“Okay so I’ll scratch that off.” We are also doing hair and skin products and we are meeting a designer who is going to take your measurements for your events outfits and also for any other outfit you’d have to wear. Don’t worry Bailey, today’s shopping w
After messaging May, I hopped into the bathroom to have my bath. I spent a little bit more time in the bathroom under the shower before coming into my room to apply lotion on my skin.Hazel came over yesterday when I wasn’t around and helped me arrange my new wardrobe, I am super grateful for her. She already grouped clothes that go well together. My wardrobe was filled with basically only designer clothes.I pulled one out of the wardrobe and placed it on my bed. I decided to curl my hair today so I started that first by putting in the pins and rollers before making my way over to the kitchen to make egg pancakes for breakfast.I open the drawers and mix the flour, sugar, milk, and eggs. I get my pan ready for frying. After frying, I place the pancakes on two separate plates because knowing Hazel I doubt she has had anything to eat this morning with the workload she has. I covered the one for her with a wrap and dug into mine.After eating and washing my plate, I walked back to the r
The lady from earlier walks back to our table. “Hi, My name is Calla Magnolia, the owner of this bakery and Mr. Armani informed me to go with anything you wanted Mrs. Simmons so we are just going to jump right into the cake tasting.” She says and I nod as Shayna hoots while I roll my eyes at her.Calla excuses herself for a minute before returning with multiple carts and a bottle of wine which she places on the table.“So I am going to give you all notepads." She says handing us all a small pad and pen.“You’re going to rate the cakes from the best to your worst to help you choose the flavor that you all liked best and then the bride-to-be gets the final say,” she says and we nod.“I still can't wrap my head around the fact that you are getting married, I am so happy for you kid,” May said as we all walked behind Calla.“Thanks, May,” I said, giving her a fake smile. My heart grew heavy and I wished I could tell May that this wasn't a real wedding but I knew I couldn't.We walked into
“Do you like the black one or the red one?” Alois asks, showing me the two silk gowns.“The black.”“Okay people, let’s get a move in, We only have about three hours to make my belle femme shine. Chap! Chap!” He says, clapping his hands and talking to his team.I was led into the bathroom first to take a shower, and once I was pruned properly, they began on my toenails and fingernails while someone started on my hair.I remember saying I didn’t want to deal with William again for a while but it seems like the universe is just against me cause it really doesn’t like me even at all. Earlier today, Hazel informed me that William and I would be attending a charity event to raise money for foster kids. I guess you don’t judge a book by its cover, turns out William always donates to this charity event yearly even though he never attends it in person. William booked two hotel rooms closer to the event venue for us to get ready so we could get to the event in time.Once my fingernails and toe
“Welcome Mr. Armani.” The security at the door says receiving a nod from William as he uses a card to open the door for us. Immediately we walk in, William drops his hands from mine and I awkwardly use both hands to hold my purse in front of me.My eyes flutter as I try to get my eyes to see clearly from the blinding lights out there. I smoothed my dress as I glanced at my surroundings. The hall was enormous with round tables and chairs in almost every corner with a sparkling chandelier hanging in the center of the room. Most people weren’t seated yet, they were mingling with each other, making conversations, I felt very much out of place.I could see the catering staff dressed up in their uniform with trays in their hands that had most likely champagne-filled flutes on them serving the standing guests.The plan was simple: stick to William’s side through the night, keep to myself but also try mingle with people but not to stray from William. Talk about our relationship, make sure to
Oh God! I was a mess. I was running around my room looking like a headless chicken. I hope I don’t forget anything behind with this awful last-minute packing.What was I thinking about sleeping so early yesterday? I should have done this yesterday instead of right now. William will be arriving in less than two hours and everything was a mess. I haven’t even taken a shower yet nor talk of brushing my teeth. I pulled out the light hand luggage Hazel bought for me yesterday and unzipped it, throwing in the outfit she picked that I would wear for the next two days. I threw in a clean towel, pajamas, and whatever necessities I needed to get me through this weekend. Once I go through my mental checklist and tick the items on this mental list of mine, I dash into the bathroom to take a shower as fast as I can. Once I was done bathing, I pulled my hair into a ponytail as I put on the graphic black tee and light jeans before knotting my shoelaces and ensuring I was well-equipped with everyth
“Well, aren’t you a beautiful thing? I still can’t believe it’s true.” She says reaching out to me to hug me tight as I release a shaky breath that my cover wasn’t blown. She turns to Mathew, William’s father with me still in her arms “he actually has a girlfriend, and she’s real. Oh, honey.” She says still holding me like I would vanish if she lets go for even a second.“Hm, that I can certainly see clearly Celia.” He glances at me with scrutiny clear in his eyes while I stand there with bated breath before glancing at William. Was he skeptical about me and did he also not buy the relationship? Or did he know I was not as put together as I appear to be or perhaps he could sense my nerves?William and his father made eye contact as they seemed to be having a conversation with themselves through their unique gaze.“Ohh, I am so happy he brought you along. When Williams first told me that he had a girlfriend and the relationship was very serious, I didn't believe him, even a little bit.
William and his father returned as Celia and I finished setting up the table and we sat down to enjoy the meal.“Hello dear, my name is Matthew and I am William's father, I'm sorry we weren't formally introduced earlier. I would like to personally welcome you to our house. We are all so glad that William has finally brought a woman home, it’s way past due.” Mathew says out of the blue as we eat. I stop eating and send him a grateful smile. I guess William managed to convince him we were actually in a relationship.“Thank you, sir, You have a beautiful home, and I am also so glad to be here.”“Call me Mathew.” He says and I nod as we continue eating our meal. Like I have not been calling him that in my head.“So tell me about you, how old are you and how did the both of you meet?” Celia asks as she takes a bite from her meal.Well, your son William sent his friend Luke out into the world to look for the perfect candidate for his contract and I guess I was a good fit cause Luke started
EPILOGUE A few months later…Bailey's POV I sighed as I finally laid Arlo to sleep after all the crying. I looked at his peaceful face and couldn't help but notice how much he looked like William.After a lot of horrible suggestions from William and Shayna. We finally agreed to name him Arlo after William's grandfather, it was either that or John Cena. And I was not gonna name my son after William's favorite wrestler or after Shayna's favorite rapper.I quietly left the room in search of William. It had been a very long day and I hadn't seen much of him. Matthew had thrown us a huge party to celebrate the renewal of our marriage vows and I was tired from all the rush and excitement.I opened the door to our room to find him asleep, at least that's what I thought. I went into the bathroom to take a shower and came back to lay beside him. It wasn't even up to 5 minutes when I heard Arlo crying through the baby monitor. I groaned in utter frustration and
A few months later…Bailey's POV “Thank you for coming with me,” I said as I adjusted my seatbelt. “You don't need to thank me, according to this book, it's my duty.” He said, pointing to the pregnancy help book on his lap, William has been reading a lot of these pregnancy help books over the weeks and I personally think the author sucks. Just last week, he kept trying to convince me to go for something called a vagina steam, and don't get me started on the time he practically coerced me into making a mayonnaise face mask. How does that help the baby? William pushing a stray strand of hair to my ear brought me out of my thoughts. He shifted it back a little so that it was not too tight on my belly. He was always so cautious and passionate when it came to my belly and he had no idea how happy and secure that made me feel. “Thank you. I'm tired already, I can't wait for him to come out.” I grumbled, touching my belly. He chuckled. “I gotta admit, pregnancy suits you.” He teased me
Bailey's POVThe gates of the mansion opened up as I pressed the entry code, as I got to the big doors I saw Agatha “Oh, child.” Agatha said, running to me when she spotted me. Worry was written all over her face. I was surprised to see her seeing as William wasn't sure she would come back after he jailed Gianna. “Agatha.” I smiled at her and entered the living room. She glanced at my stomach and I noticed her eyes got watery. “Oh, Bailey.”“It's been so long aunt, how have you been?” I asked her and she hugged me. I didn't resist. I hugged her back. She must be going through quite a rough time herself, I thought.“Erm.. I'm so sorry about Gianna.” There was a moment of silence and then she spoke.“You don't have to apologize for anything, child. She made her own choices and she has to own up to the outcome, hm?” She said, holding my chin, and smiling. I forced a smile too.“I'm so glad you're back. Should I make you something? You must be so tired.”“Noo, I am not um… I won't be lo
Matthew's POV“It all started when I fell sick, some months after William turned 9. I fell into a coma during my sleep and woke up with a stroke.”I recounted and Bailey gasped in shock.“Ohh my God! I am so sorry, that must have been horrible” she replied, tears welling up in her eyes.“It was and there is no need to feel sorry for me. It happened years ago,” I replied and she nodded. I know I was a bit harsh with my words but I absolutely despised it when people felt pitied for me. I continued talking, and Bailey inched closer.“My life was shambles. Vannessa wasn't working then and I was the main provider for my family. It was also the worst timing because prior to that horrible day, I remember making plans for us to take a trip.. I wanted to make an extra effort to bond with them and have a good time, as Vanessa always complained that I spent too much time working and was almost never at home.” I took a deep breath before speaking up again.“It wasn't entirely my fault I was alway
3 MONTHS LATER…Bailey's POV“Yes Shayna, I'm just getting home. I'm about to climb the stairs.” I said, balancing the grocery bag in my other hand.“Take the elevator. Why are you using the stairs, are you trying to kill my baby?” she squealed.“Your baby?” I asked.“You know what I mean! But just take the elevator Bails,” “If you must know, I got to the elevator and saw it was under repairs. According to Richard, it broke down in the morning. Besides, using the stairs would mean exercising, it keeps the baby active.”“Okay. How was the appointment? What did the gyne say?”“Nothing negative, Ultrasound is done, baby's fine. He said we'll be able to determine the baby's sex by next week.” I said and she squeaked happily.“Okay cool but don't wait up for me today, I'll be home late. I'm going out with Scott today.” “You guys have been doing a lot of that lately, but you claim it's nothing serious.” I mocked. “Yes, because it's nothing serious. Get your mind out of the gutters, Baile
Bailey's POV“What.. What's this, William? Divorce papers? W..why?” I asked, my voice trembling and breaking as I stared at William who types away on his phone. “Don't ask me why. Just sign the damn papers.” He replied, his eyes still fixed on his phone. He didn't bother to meet my eyes. “But this..this means..”“I know exactly what this means, Bailey. I breached the contract, so I'm gonna pay you. Henry would handle that aspect. Now, please, sign the goddamn papers.” He said, finally putting the stupid phone away. I don't know if it was the pregnancy hormones kicking in, but I hate that stupid phone.“I wasn't talking about the money, I-”“Bailey I really don't have time to waste. Sign these.” My leg started growing weak. I sniffed. I had been trying very hard to stop myself from crying but my voice was giving me off. I had to sniff to push the emotions in. “B.. But what about your grandfather's will? Your inheritance? How are you going to get..”I said, my voice breaking. “I don
Bailey’s P.O.V“William what…where have you been? No, don't answer that. I have never been so glad to see you. Did yo.. did you hear what Ethan said about gian-“Yes, I heard everything.” he replied with a sad look on his face. He looked tired and uninterested with what I had to say. I slowly observed his appearance and the sound of something dripping caught my attention. That was when I noticed the massive trail of blood around William, I gasped when I saw his bloody knuckles.“W.. William, what happened to you? Why… let me go get the first aid box,” I stammered as words failed me. “Just stay here, I'll be ba–”“Don’t bother, I can take care of myself,” he cut me off and turned around heading towards the kitchen door. “Wait, where are you going? I called out to him, “You can't leave me here. What about Ethan? W… what are we gonna do about him?” I whispered that last part out.“Nothing, I’m going upstairs to take a shower and as for Ethan, leave him. The cops will be here any minute
Bailey’s POVBang! A loud crash jolted me up from my sleep, I rubbed my eyes groggily to try to make sense of my surroundings when I heard another crash, it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. I reached for my phone to check the time and saw it was the dead of the night. I couldn't help but wonder where William was and who could be causing such a commotion.“What's going on,” I mumbled in a sleep state as I rushed downstairs, the kitchen seemed to be the source of the noise. The kitchen was in a mess, broken plates, broken silverware, everything was in a mess and Ethan was in the middle of it all, he was standing there in a disheveled state, his hair was a mess and there were dark circles under his eyes it looked like he hasn't slept for days. I was still taking in his features when he threw an empty wine bottle on the floor causing an ear shrieking noise.“Ethan,” I called out my voice trembling, “What…what are you doing,” I asked, “what are you doing here so late at night?”
BAILEYThe past week has been so weird, everyone's attention has just been weirdly fixed on me, especially William. I noticed that he's becoming more caring and always following me for doctor appointments whenever he has the time.It's nice of him to do so and I would never complain of such but it does seem a little fishy. I had always thought that he wouldn't want to even like the idea of having a baby, especially since Gigi is in the picture but he's different.And not once did he even opt for things like abortion or divorce. He's being so mature about it, I had expected earlier on for things to go much worse than this.I heard a knock on my door and it was like I was talking about the devil. I looked up to see Williams holding a coconut oil in his hands. I smiled admiring his peaceful nature. “Hey you,” he walked over to my side, sitting close to me on the bed.“Hi, how have you been?”“Good, just bought this for you,” he brought out the oil. I was about to collect it but he immed