Yvonne stirred from her deep sleep, the soft murmurs around her pulling her back into consciousness. Slowly, she blinked her eyes open, only to be greeted by three pairs of wide, curious eyes staring down at her. She jerked slightly in surprise, her body still heavy from exhaustion."Mommy, you're awake!" Jack’s excited voice broke the silence, but Yvonne’s heart raced as the events before her sleep came rushing back.Memories of the intimate moments she had shared with Micheal replayed in her mind, bringing a hot flush to her cheeks. Shyness overtook her as she glanced at Micheal, who stood at the side, watching her with a tender gaze. But as warmth spread through her, another feeling pushed forward—concern for the children.She quickly turned her focus to Lily, her heart skipping a beat as she rushed toward the little girl. Kneeling beside her, Yvonne checked her forehead, her pulse, anything to ensure she was alright. Her panic subsided as she found nothing wrong.Lily, sensing her
After dinner, the evening unfolded in a way Yvonne hadn’t expected. The children, still full of energy, convinced her and Micheal to play a few games with them. It started with a playful academic quiz—Jack and Lily’s favourite. Yvonne asked questions about animals and colours while Micheal handled the math problems.“Lily, what’s the fastest land animal?” Yvonne asked with a gentle smile, watching the little girl’s eyes light up.Lily shot her hand up with excitement. “Cheetah! The cheetah is the fastest!”“That’s right, baby!” Yvonne praised, feeling warmth in her chest as Lily beamed with pride.Not to be outdone, Jack tugged on Micheal’s sleeve, “Daddy, give me a hard one!”Micheal chuckled, ruffling Jack’s hair. “Alright, here’s a tricky one. What’s 6 times 8?”Jack scrunched his face in concentration. After a moment, he smiled triumphantly. “48! It’s 48!”“Good job, champ!” Micheal said, giving him a high five. Yvonne couldn’t help but admire the way Micheal interacted with the c
The call had dropped before she reached for her mobile.Yvonne sat on the edge of her bed, now staring blankly at the message from her father. The sudden request to return to the family estate after nearly five years gnawed at her. Her father had banished her for defying his wishes, for daring to live a life outside of the path he had carved out for her. And now, out of nowhere, they wanted to reconnect? It didn’t make sense. Her phone buzzed again, breaking her trance. Her mother was calling.With a reluctant sigh, Yvonne answered, holding the phone up to her ear."Yvonne, sweetheart, did you get your father’s message?" her mother asked, her voice brimming with a strange enthusiasm."I saw it," Yvonne replied tersely, keeping her emotions in check.Her mother took a deep breath, as if preparing for a speech. "This is such a wonderful opportunity to make amends, don’t you think? To fix things between you and your father? We've all made mistakes, but now is the time to come together as
Micheal folded his arms, watching Yvonne's delicate fingers trace the edges of the luxurious box. Though his gaze was on her, his mind wandered elsewhere. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about Yvonne’s sudden summons from her parents. Why now? Why after years of silence? And why did it have to coincide with his mother being in the city? He’d avoided prying into Yvonne’s past out of respect, but now… now he couldn’t help but wonder if his mother had something to do with it.But that thought would have to wait. Right now, all he wanted was to see Yvonne smile."Go on, open it," he urged, a playful smile tugging at his lips. He stepped closer, setting down the bags in front of her—one containing a large, beautifully wrapped box, the other smaller, holding elegant jewelry.Yvonne raised an eyebrow, a small smile forming on her lips as she sat on the couch and pulled the first box toward her. The paper crinkled as she carefully unwrapped it, revealing the contents insi
Micheal strode into the office, his usual commanding aura preceding him as he pushed through the glass doors. His sharp gaze scanned the bustling office to see how the employees are dealing with their work before he arrived at Sandra's desk, seeing her busy on her laptop. He then barked out an order, “In my office. Two minutes.” His voice was ice, cutting through the air, making Sandra jolt in her seat.Sandra had gotten used to his presence over the years, but today was different. Her boss, who had turned into a bit of a slacker since meeting Yvonne, suddenly sounded like the man she used to know, a serious no nonsense man. For a brief moment, panic bubbled up inside her as she recalled the time she had dared to kick him at his leg during that ridiculous farce, pretending to be his tyrant boss. But then, she quickly smoothed her skirt, took a deep breath, and hurried after him, sprinting down the hall with her arms full of paperwork.By the time she reached Micheal's office, she had
As Sandra walked towards her desk, a genuine smile spread across her beautiful face as she replayed her boss's scolding.Perhaps he didn't realize it himself but his attempt to look stern was a failure compared to how effortlessly he made people pee their pants in fright before.What had made Sandra genuinely happy was the fact that Micheal was only upset because his children had stumbled upon her kinky set up. Micheal had truly taken fancy to a woman. Her paranoid boss has finally liked someone. Sandra knew he really needed that step in his life. She had helped out with the children at some delicate point in their growing up, different nannies with twisted agendas and Sandra was there when her cold boss had shattered when the children had been kidnapped.The last shred of trust he had left has been cut loose and Micheal only gives people chances, not trusting them.If he chose a romantic partner, it only meant that he had managed to truly trust someone again.…….Micheal stood outsi
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
A lot had happened in one day.Micheal paced his study, his hands trembling as he replayed the events of the evening in his mind. The image of David’s smug face, the sound of his own fist connecting with David’s jaw, and the suffocating fury that had consumed him—it all played on a loop. He paused, his fists clenching at his sides as his chest heaved.What had come over him? Why had he let his anger drive him to such an impulsive act when he had the resources to destroy David in a hundred calculated ways?He sank onto the edge of the couch, his head in his hands, disbelief washing over him. He was Micheal Langston, a man who prided himself on control and strategy. Yet tonight, he had thrown that all away."Yvonne..." he whispered her name, his voice breaking as his mind wandered to her. She had suffered enough, and now, David’s cruel revelations had reopened old wounds. Micheal felt his blood boil.The past had haunted him long enough. If Yvonne truly was the woman he had slept with f
The silence after Micheal’s departure was suffocating. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in the grand foyer of David’s villa, leaving Sammy and David alone in a thick tension that hung in the air like a storm cloud.Sammy’s chest heaved as she stood frozen, staring at David, who leaned against the wall, clutching his bruised side and dabbing at the blood on his split lip. The sight of him—disheveled, angry, and utterly unbothered by the disaster he had just ignited—sent a surge of fury coursing through her veins.“What the hell is wrong with you?” she shrieked, her voice trembling with fear and rage as she stormed toward him. Her fists came down hard on his chest, again and again, with a strength born of desperation. “Are you trying to ruin us? Is that it? Do you want us to lose everything we’ve worked for?”David winced but made no move to stop her, his eyes blazing with defiance. “I’m not the one ruining anything! That bastard Micheal—”“Don’t you dare blame him for your id
The silence in the car was deafening, broken only by the faint hum of the tires against the asphalt. Yvonne gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles white from the pressure. She didn’t know where she was heading initially, but as the skyline of the city blurred past, one destination solidified in her mind: her parents' house. She hadn’t willingly stepped foot there in years, but something about tonight—about everything—pulled her back. She just wants warmth and her mind couldn’t help but drift back to when she was still little and doted on by her parents.They had expressed regret for what they had done and although Yvonne still couldn't bring herself to forgive them, she needed that warmth.Amy is miles away and not in the condition to shoulder her burden with her. She has no one else to reach out to. Her phone buzzed on the passenger seat, jolting her out of her thoughts. She glanced at the screen. It was Micheal. Her first instinct was to ignore it, but then she thought ab
Yvonne ended the call with Amy, her heart pounding as the words replayed in her mind. She glanced at the dashboard clock—barely an hour had passed since her confrontation with David, but it felt like an eternity. The silence in the car was oppressive, the faint hum of the engine doing little to soothe her nerves.Her grip on the steering wheel tightened as she pulled onto the main road, the familiar route to “Micheal’s” house filling her with dread. It wasn’t home anymore—or was it? Her thoughts spiraled as her breathing grew shallow.The children. Jack and Lily.She could picture them now, curled up in their beds, innocent and blissfully unaware of the chaos that had consumed her life. They were hers. The realization still felt unreal, like an out-of-body experience. Her chest ached at the thought of them waking up to find her gone.“I can’t leave them,” she whispered, her voice trembling. However she didn't want her children to see the pathetic side of her either.Additionally the t
Yvonne’s hand froze on the ignition. Her heart pounded as the weight of her decision pressed down on her chest.Her children. Her children.Tears welled up again, spilling freely down her cheeks as she whispered the words aloud. "Jack… Lily…" They were hers. Her babies.Her chest tightened as the flood of memories crashed over her—Lily’s shy hugs, Jack’s mischievous grin. Every laugh, every tender moment—it had all been with her children, her flesh and blood.But instead of joy, a torrent of anguish poured over her. She couldn’t feel happy. Not now. Not when the truth was tangled in betrayal and cruelty. Not when Micheal, the man she had trusted, had stolen everything from her.Her hand gripped the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white. What if she was wrong? What if leaving was a mistake?But staying felt impossible too. She was suffocating, torn between her love for the children and the hatred she felt for the man who had kept them from her. The man she believed to have bui
The world outside blurred into streaks of light and shadow as Yvonne drove aimlessly. Her grip on the steering wheel was shaky, her breaths shallow and erratic. The tears didn’t stop, flowing freely down her face as her mind replayed David’s words in agonizing detail."Micheal forced himself on you."She shook her head violently, as though the motion could dislodge the thought. But it clung to her, suffocating her like a shroud.No, it can’t be true. It can’t.Yet the pieces fit too perfectly. The sudden changes in David’s behavior five years ago—the distance, the helplessness he tried to mask with anger. The way he avoided certain conversations, especially when it came to the night she had woken up disoriented, with fragmented memories and an overwhelming sense of loss.Her fingers tightened on the steering wheel as a fresh wave of grief crashed over her. The ache in her chest grew unbearable, her sobs choking her until she could barely see the road ahead.She barely noticed the red
One of the receptionists cast a quick glance over her shoulder as Yvonne stood firm at the desk, her gaze unwavering despite the exhaustion she tried to hide. The woman then slipped quietly away, her steps soft on the polished floor, and made her way to a secluded corridor.In hushed tones, she called Sandra, Micheal’s assistant. “Miss Sandra, I thought you should know— the CEO’s wife is here. She’s at the reception, waiting.”Sandra, perched at her desk with a neatly organized tablet, raised an eyebrow. “Mrs Yvonne? Here?” she asked, her surprise evident. “That doesn’t make sense. The CEO left earlier. Are you sure?”“Yes, ma’am. She’s here, and she looks... determined.”Sandra ended the call abruptly, already rising from her seat. As she grabbed her phone, she dialed Micheal’s number, her heels clicking sharply against the tiles as she headed toward the reception.---Meanwhile, on another floor...David’s office phone rang, the shrill tone interrupting his thoughts. He frowned, pic
Yvonne’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as she drove, her thoughts tumbling over one another in a chaotic spiral. Rebecca’s words echoed relentlessly in her mind, each revelation a fresh jab at her sanity. Her mother-in-law’s scheming mentality, the involvement of Sammy, and Rebecca’s initial role in the plot — it was too much to bear.Her stomach churned violently, nausea clawing at her insides. Beads of sweat dotted her forehead as she struggled to maintain her composure. She took a shaky breath, but the bile rising in her throat was impossible to suppress.Spotting an empty stretch of road, Yvonne veered her car to the side and flung the door open. She leaned out just in time as her stomach revolted, expelling everything inside. Her body trembled as the wave of nausea subsided, leaving her weak and disoriented. She sat there for a moment, head resting against the steering wheel, trying to steady her ragged breathing."You fool! You idiot!" she muttered through gritted teeth,
The soft chime of his phone disrupted Micheal’s focus. He glanced at the screen, his brow furrowing as he read the message from one of the guards stationed at home:Something happened between Rebecca and Yvonne. She doesn’t look well.Micheal’s grip on the phone tightened, his jaw clenching. A wave of unease washed over him, and he leaned back in his chair, staring at the text. Had he made a mistake? She could still recall Yvonne’s fear from the previous night.He had allowed Yvonne to have her way, insisting Rebecca should be given a chance to integrate into their lives for the children’s sake. Micheal had been reluctant, sensing the complexities of Rebecca’s intentions, but Yvonne’s kindhearted nature had won out.Now, he wondered if his trust had been misplaced.Without wasting another moment, he dialed the guard’s number. The line clicked, and the guard answered immediately.“What happened?” Micheal’s tone was sharp, leaving no room for ambiguity.The guard hesitated briefly. “Sir