My son was the happiest person to see his father at his side. I was expecting him to freak out, shout, but nothing happened and it was a relief. It was something more barbaric. He easily agreed to go with him. He seemed to forget me in his exaltation.
'Can I stay without Aidan? Can I live without seeing my unborn baby? No! I haven't thought my life without Aidan and.. '
I grabbed the blueprinted gown from the edge of the bed and scurried to the washroom.
I changed in it hurriedly. I tucked my hair up in a messy bun, loose curly strands were brushing my cheeks and forehead, sad face, sad eyes. I would be walking dead without my babies.
I took a deep sigh and walked to the door. Carlos was waiting leaning against the wall, staring down at his wrist. He lo
We walked up the stairs of his mansion to the double door. Aidan was holding my hand and I could hear him giggling. Carlos was looking at him with a full smile. I thought. He was still wondering if his son was a copy of him. I glanced over my shoulder, raking my gaze over the beautiful garden. I saw a valet driving his car away. He was going to make me feel as if I had come to another planet Beautiful than my little house. He put one possessive hand around my shoulders, sending a thrill down my spine. It could be by mistake. I cleared my throat. But he tugged me toward the stairs. I plucked my gaze from him to my son. I did not want him to fall, "Aidan, be careful, baby." He chuckled, "I'm not a baby, mom." Carlos laughed softly. An old woman in a white uniform opened
I moved to the vanity. I ran my fingers in my hair. My gaze stopped on the luxury behind me. The wedding day was on the horizon. I would never be ready for it. Jasper was a good friend now. But I couldn't forget he had used me to have his company back from his father. His parents were shocked when we signed the divorce papers. He wanted me to marry him. His threats! He looked serious. I didn't want him to take my babies away. I travelled my gaze over my stomach, 'I'm sorry baby. I don't want to ignore you but I need time to process it. I hope. You'll forgive your momma. Your father is furious at me for hiding everything. I don't want him to know. He is doing what I feared.' The door opened and his eyes stopped on me. I could feel his exasperation as he walked to me. "Is Aidan alright?" I spun. He scowled, "He loves his room. He
I woke up with a startle. His threats had left a deep effect on me. I was dreaming that he was taking my babies away from me. I hid my face in my hands. I needed to think about something else to escape from such nightmares. After his threatening endeavour, I couldn't find my feelings. But when he was around, I was drowning in them. I shouldn't forget. 'I'm married.' I frowned when I found myself in bed instead of on the couch. He came into the room then. My frown deepened. These weren't the clothes I was wearing. He needed to stop doing this. Realizing, I didn't know when did he come and go? I got up from bed and walked to the washroom. After taking a shower and getting ready for the day. I walked back to
I gulped in harsh intakes of air, breathing him in with every inhale. I recognized him before opening my eyes. His thumb swept over my cheeks My eyes snapped open. His blue eyes were looking down at me with concern. I wasn't expecting after our argument and how did we get married. I wanted to apologize. But that would show me weak and give him more opportunities to blame things on me. Though, my heart said, he wouldn't do it. But I didn't want to take the risk. He commended situations and ruled everything that came his way. "Why are you crying, Angel?" His voice was smooth, suave, his blue gaze looking deep into me. I shook my head. My throat felt clogged. I blinked the remaining tears and looked around for Aidan.
I picked a red satin gown for me with strips. It was a simple but elegant gown giving my body a mermaid look. The door creaked as it opened behind me. I placed my hand over my chest and looked over my shoulder. Heat crawled my cheeks, "You should knock," I said, taking a deep breath. "My bride is shy," He smiled, finding happiness in the designation. I wouldn't say happiness. He forced this wedding on me. I still couldn't believe that I'm married. I couldn't pay the price, going away from the people I loved. I couldn't obliterate what I had done. He could be harsher, but he was still sweet. I glanced at the mirror back. He stopped behind me. His hand brushed my back as he glided the zip up, taking his time. "I could be shy. But n
" I feel like it’s been ages since we’ve seen you." Livia looked stylish in a green satin dress. "Hi, how's everything?" Scarlett hugged me tightly. Her face broke into a full smile. "Mom, thank you for coming," I hugged her. I glanced back. Jasper and Harry weren't around. I pulled back. Her hand cupped my cheek. " He's with Jonathan. I'm glad for you." I tried to grope the sadness in her eyes which I always saw after my divorce. I smiled. She had accepted our wedding. Lorraine stood from the couch and hugged me. She was also wearing a blue satin dress, "You look nervous." She said, I hugged her back, " I am." Livia winked at me. Ivan was also not visible in the hall, "How's Jasper taking this and dad?" I asked. &n
Livia raised his eyebrows at me to grab my attention. My gaze was resting on my husband. He was saying something to Jasper and Ivan. His lips were curled up into a small smile. 'He's so charming,' "Yes," I asked her. " You're uncharacteristically quiet," She said. "It still feels like a dream to me." I lowered my gaze. I didn't want to hide my feelings from my best friends. 'I can't tell her in which circumstances we got married. But this weekend. He was pretty serious with threats. I don't know whether to be upset and relieved about the wedding. He hasn't talked to me in the loving way he used to talk before. The love in his eyes has hidden behind a storm of rage. A slow smile spread across her fac
My mind wasn't where it should be. We were going to wed tomorrow. No one told me what was then rumours spread out there. My family and friends were there. His family was here. "I'm a total mess. My stomach is growing. My wedding dress won't fit me." I complained. "Are you kidding me? You're two months pregnant, not seven or more," Livia rolled her eyes. ' She isn't wrong. I'm just worried.' "Yes, what's troubling you," Lorraine asked. I took a deep breath, "He's still mad at me for hiding." I shrugged. Both exchanged looks and came closer to me. They took me in an embrace. "You should share your feelings. He w
We were sitting in a luxurious room, one of his grand hotels. My wedding gown was ivory white, strapless, full A-line. It was a unique piece. I could hardly recognize myself. I blinked at myself and glanced at my children through the mirror. Elisa was hopping on her bare feet while Aidan and Elliot were making a ring of their arms around her. "You should put on your shoes, Elisa. We'll not get cake after the wedding," Elliot said. "I'm eating a lot of cake today," Aidan said, smiling. A glow of happiness spread through me. We were going to start our life together as I always wanted it to as a family. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly and deeply. My veil was simple, cascading down my back, I was having the best hair
I never let feelings get in the way. She proved me wrong every time. Whenever I saw my boy. It just boiled my blood. She kept him away. my brows knitted together recalling when I knew about our son. She was my wife. Yes, I forced her in. I wouldn't regret it ever. I couldn't ignore the Relief that poured through me. She was mine. She loved me too. Finally, I took the time to push my anger away. I missed seeing her with our baby and a lot more things. She turned. Our gaze locked. Her brown eyes are beautiful. I tucked the long locks of her hair behind her ear, "You need rest," I told her. She chewed on her lower lip, "Will you answer me honestly?" She said. I wanted to shoot my brows up. But I nodded my head. I got her medical report. S
I saw him leaning against his car, waiting too patiently. I glanced back at Livia and Lorraine. I was feeling shy like a little girl. After watching Elisa, I could bet no little girl would be shying like me. I pushed back the worried thoughts. "You're looking gorgeous. Now go," Lorraine's voice drifted from behind to me, " "I can understand it's your first date. But he's your husband, " Livia muttered in my ear. I dug my front teeth on my bottom lips, "We should ask Carlos to pick her up.'' Lorraine smiled brightly. " No," I squealed in a whisper. " We should leave them," I heard the click of their high heels. I was wearing sneakers but no one needed to know this. Carlos was crisp grey t-shirt clung to the shape of his torso, and I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at him. He sauntered towa
"He's going to make your day," Livia muttered in my ear. There were soft murmurs in the room. I glanced at the designer, Scarlett and my to-be-mother-in-law. They looked like old friends. But they weren't. Now they were. I grabbed my phone, "Hi," She protested, trying to get my phone back. She sent me a sweet smile, "I didn't see it," Carlos had sent me a picture of a diamond necklace. He purchased it for me. I was going to wear it on our wedding day. "You're staring at the screen for a half hour." I shook my head. My eyes burned painfully with unshed tears but I wasn't going to cry. He was behaving like a perfect husband. And it was quite unbelievable. Was he showing off in front of our families? That could be. I shou
It wasn't hard to figure out that something was wrong. It was looking more than just multivitamins. I glanced at him. 'He loves Aidan. He won't do anything that will endanger our baby.' I held the glass from him and swallowed the pills, "Do you wanna go out for a walk after the shower?" He asked, quietly. "What does the report say? You won't do all this for me. Because you don't care about me." I taunted him. "I haven't forgotten what you did." He squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed his fingers on his forehead, "I didn't mean to upset you,' He added quickly. "Don't keep me in suspension?" I said, giving him a stare. He shook his head and cupped my face. My cheeks flushed. He drew his face closer, but nothing spoke. His thumb was rubbing the side of my cheek, making my skin tingle, "I should check on Aidan. He should be in his bed, "
My mind wasn't where it should be. We were going to wed tomorrow. No one told me what was then rumours spread out there. My family and friends were there. His family was here. "I'm a total mess. My stomach is growing. My wedding dress won't fit me." I complained. "Are you kidding me? You're two months pregnant, not seven or more," Livia rolled her eyes. ' She isn't wrong. I'm just worried.' "Yes, what's troubling you," Lorraine asked. I took a deep breath, "He's still mad at me for hiding." I shrugged. Both exchanged looks and came closer to me. They took me in an embrace. "You should share your feelings. He w
Livia raised his eyebrows at me to grab my attention. My gaze was resting on my husband. He was saying something to Jasper and Ivan. His lips were curled up into a small smile. 'He's so charming,' "Yes," I asked her. " You're uncharacteristically quiet," She said. "It still feels like a dream to me." I lowered my gaze. I didn't want to hide my feelings from my best friends. 'I can't tell her in which circumstances we got married. But this weekend. He was pretty serious with threats. I don't know whether to be upset and relieved about the wedding. He hasn't talked to me in the loving way he used to talk before. The love in his eyes has hidden behind a storm of rage. A slow smile spread across her fac
" I feel like it’s been ages since we’ve seen you." Livia looked stylish in a green satin dress. "Hi, how's everything?" Scarlett hugged me tightly. Her face broke into a full smile. "Mom, thank you for coming," I hugged her. I glanced back. Jasper and Harry weren't around. I pulled back. Her hand cupped my cheek. " He's with Jonathan. I'm glad for you." I tried to grope the sadness in her eyes which I always saw after my divorce. I smiled. She had accepted our wedding. Lorraine stood from the couch and hugged me. She was also wearing a blue satin dress, "You look nervous." She said, I hugged her back, " I am." Livia winked at me. Ivan was also not visible in the hall, "How's Jasper taking this and dad?" I asked. &n
I picked a red satin gown for me with strips. It was a simple but elegant gown giving my body a mermaid look. The door creaked as it opened behind me. I placed my hand over my chest and looked over my shoulder. Heat crawled my cheeks, "You should knock," I said, taking a deep breath. "My bride is shy," He smiled, finding happiness in the designation. I wouldn't say happiness. He forced this wedding on me. I still couldn't believe that I'm married. I couldn't pay the price, going away from the people I loved. I couldn't obliterate what I had done. He could be harsher, but he was still sweet. I glanced at the mirror back. He stopped behind me. His hand brushed my back as he glided the zip up, taking his time. "I could be shy. But n