Yvonne immediately knew there was no way Jack had come with all that and gave Micheal a side glance before hugging the children tightly. “You two are my star, my moon, my light. You have made me the best of myself that I've ever been. I love you two so much.” She affectionately kissed their foreheads, making the children giggle in excitement. “Bye daddy.” The children said while waving at their parents and went into the room.“Why is the person who will be with them not coming out?” Yvonne asked.“Don't worry, I have everything sorted.” Micheal assured. He led her out of the building, his hand never leaving hers as they walked down the quiet street toward the sleek, black car waiting by the curb. The night air was cool, a soft breeze brushing against their skin, carrying the scent of evening blooms from nearby gardens.“I hope your boss wouldn't stumble upon you during your personal use of her cars.” Yvonne commented and Micheal just chuckled.Once they were seated in the car, the e
As the night proceeded, Micheal found himself learning all about Yvonne’s past as one explanation linked to the other and she decided to further explain every related aspect in detail till she was done summarizing everything without shedding a single tear.Yvonne would have broken down at little flashbacks, but here she was telling the entire story without tearing up. It was all attributed to the feeling of security she got from the man holding her from behind.Yvonne was done with her story, and Micheal didn't know what to make of it. It was too much for a single person to handle, but Yvonne always managed a way around everything, and when it got to the point she would have totally shattered, Micheal and the twins were there.“Come here.” He pulled back and turned her around to face him before hugging her. “Things will be better from now on, I promise you. I will never let you down and have no expectations from me or the children. We just want your happiness, and you being yourself h
Yvonne got into a sitting position, her body still wrapped in a comforting cocoon of warmth from the bedcovers. As her eyes adjusted to the morning light filtering in through the curtains, her gaze fell on a small but carefully arranged makeshift dining table at the edge of the bed. Her lips curled into a soft smile at the sight, momentarily allowing her to forget the lingering disappointment she had been holding onto.Micheal, as sweet and considerate as ever, had gone to great lengths to make her comfortable, yet he still had those walls—those reservations about her. It was almost as if he believed she could ever do something to hurt the children. That thought, even unspoken, gnawed at her, but she quickly shook her head, dismissing it before it could take root and sour her mood.She wasn’t ready to confront whatever answer lay behind Micheal's cautious demeanor, not when the night they had shared was still so fresh in her mind, its warmth still spreading through her body.With a si
Yvonne stepped out of the restroom, her cheeks still a bit pink from their earlier exchange, but she felt more refreshed now. As she walked back to the small table Micheal had prepared, she found him waiting patiently, his eyes watching her with a soft, lingering gaze.He pulled a chair out for her, a playful grin on his face. “You look a bit more alive now,” he teased lightly. “All set to enjoy the feast?”Yvonne smiled, trying to brush off her lingering shyness. “I’m not sure if I can eat all this. But I’ll try,” she replied, sitting down gracefully.Micheal leaned over, pouring her a glass of the refreshing mango-lime juice before sitting beside her. “You deserve a royal treatment after last night. I’ll be here to make sure you’re taken care of,” he said softly, his tone playful but caring.Yvonne chuckled, shaking her head at his sweetness. She picked up her fork, taking a bite of the saffron-infused lamb. The flavors burst on her tongue, rich and aromatic. “Mmm… Micheal, this is
A week had passed with the new family having grown closer and were in full acceptance that they hadn't been dreaming of everything that had changed in their lives.The plan to move together was being discussed because they had only recently signed a change of ownership contract with the building management, but for the meantime, they had managed to transition Micheal’s apartment into a bedroom and Yvonne’s own was used as their living room. Yvonne only used her bedroom when she wanted to be alone with Micheal.She refused to admit to him that she had started to fall in love with him, but their intimacy had no such delay.They take every chance to kiss and just hold each other. Micheal didn't press her for verbal assurance, as her full submission to him had been clear enough that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.They had found a suitable expensive school for the children, as Micheal wasn't taking chances this time.He had secretly made his influence known to the higher up of th
The walk to the school was a pleasant one, though Yvonne’s nerves fluttered with each step, worried since she wouldn't be there to look after them. Jack, holding her hand in one of his, sprinted ahead occasionally, only to return to her side, bragging about how fast he could run. Lily was more composed, swinging Yvonne’s other hand playfully as they walked, occasionally glancing up at her mother. "Do you think the teacher will be as nice as you?" Lily asked suddenly, her voice curious but with a hint of worry. That was where Yvonne's true worries lies.The teachers had let the kids have their way, with the claim that they are just kids. Yvonne smiled down at her daughter, feeling her heart swell with love. "I’m sure she will be. Teachers are there to help you, just like I do." Micheal walked quietly beside them, listening to the twins' chatter but mostly observing Yvonne. She was trying her best to remain calm, but he could see the telltale signs of overthinking written on her
The house was quiet after the children had gone to school. Yvonne stood by the window, absentmindedly tracing circles on the glass with her fingertips. Her mind wandered, not only to the children or their day at school, but to her father's unexpected summons and impending vist. It had been nearly five years since she had last set foot at the family estate, and even longer since she had heard from him.She sighed deeply, her thoughts once again clouded with a mix of anger, confusion, and a faint, lingering sadness. What could he possibly want after all these years of silence? And why now, when she was just starting to rebuild her life?This had been Yvonne’s inner turmoil whenever she was left alone after her father's message had come.Micheal entered the room quietly, his eyes immediately catching the distant look on her face. He watched her for a moment, hesitant to interrupt the storm of thoughts swirling in her mind. But as her silence stretched, he finally spoke up.He just decide
With a sigh, he sat at his desk and opened the file, scanning the pages with increasing irritation. Her father, Andrew Lawrence, was still the same cold and calculating man he had always been—a man who valued appearances and control above all else. Micheal couldn’t understand why Yvonne had been summoned back, especially after her family had exiled her so cruelly.According to the file, their life had been running smoothly. They had a few hiccups with allies recently but that had been immediately resolved. Businesses had their ups and down, so Micheal didn't think too far into that. If he could have his way, he would let them go bankrupt, come crawling to Yvonne for forgiveness and let them rebuild from scratch.He tapped his fingers restlessly on the desk, his mind racing. Something wasn’t right. The timing of this sudden summons, the fact that Yvonne had been kept at arm’s length for so long—it felt suspicious. And then there was his own family to worry about, his mother in particu