Yvonne froze for a moment, startled by the simple observation. She forced a smile, turning to Lily. “Oh, I just—” She faltered, feeling the weight of her daughter’s gaze, so innocent yet so piercing. “I forgot, sweetie. I’m sorry.”But even as she spoke, her hand moved to push more food from her plate onto Lily’s, as if by reflex. She couldn’t seem to bring herself to eat, her appetite drained by the tension she was trying so hard to ignore.Jack, always the more observant of the two, set down his fork, his small face serious. “Mommy,” he said quietly, “you didn’t eat Daddy’s food. You’re giving it to us.”Yvonne’s hand stilled again, caught mid-motion as she transferred a piece of chicken to Jack’s plate. Her heart skipped a beat at the quiet accusation in his tone, the innocent truth that cut through her like a knife.“You told us to always say thank you when someone is kind to us,” Jack continued, his voice steady and calm, “but you didn’t say it to Daddy this time. You’re not happ
Yvonne’s footsteps quickened as she tried to retreat into her room, her mind whirling with unresolved emotions. Her heart ached, not just from Micheal’s deception but from the thought that he, of all people, had kept something so essential from her."Yvonne, wait..." Micheal’s voice carried a mix of desperation and guilt.She stiffened, her hand already on the doorknob. "I don’t want to hear your excuses, Micheal. No explanation will change what you did," Yvonne said firmly, keeping her back to him. "You know how much transparency means to me... You knew, and yet you chose to hide who you are."The weight of her words hung in the air, raw and heavy. Yvonne had no intention of letting her walls crumble, not after what she had just learned. She felt trapped between her hurt and her love for him and the kids. It was suffocating.Micheal's hand reached out, gently but firmly, wrapping around her wrist before she could open the door. His voice, low and pained, made her heart falter. "Yvonn
Micheal shook his head, “You're going to lock the door like you did the previous night. Baby we have to discuss this.” he said with reluctance, unwilling to let the problem fester. “I will wait for you.” She said and he nodded before leaving the room to check on the twins who just as they had claimed were studying. “Daddy, did mommy forgive you?” Jack asked, their hopeful eyes staring up at their father. “She wants me to check up on you. I will go to her now and we will talk, so don't worry, okay?” Micheal said and the children nodded. Micheal kissed their foreheads before returning to Yvonne’s room. She had stepped into her room, but the door wasn't locked. He heaved a sigh of relief and immediately walked in. Yvonne’s thoughts were spinning as she stood before Micheal, her emotions tangled in a web of doubt, anger, and longing. The night before, lying in bed alone, she had tried to convince herself that she would be okay without him. But the truth was that she missed him—miss
Micheal’s shoulders sagged, and he took another step closer, as though the physical distance between them was too much to bear. “Yvonne, it was never about keeping it from you forever. I just… I didn’t want to lose you. I was afraid that if you knew, you’d walk away before I had a chance to show you how much I care. I worry you wouldn't be able to handle the fact that David works for me. I could fire him if you want but I know you, baby. You wouldn’t want that. You will rather distance the source than to allow that and I can't lose you. I will lose my mind if you walk out of my life, baby.”His voice softened as he reached for her hand, pressing it to his chest. His heartbeat was steady beneath her palm, but Yvonne could feel the vulnerability in his gesture, the way his fingers trembled slightly as he held on to her. “You, Jack, Lily… you’re everything to me. I was ready to give up everything else just to be with you. If I have to, I’ll dump the company, give up the luxury, and live
Micheal’s heart raced at her words. Relief and excitement coursed through him, making his pulse throb in his ears. “I promise you, baby, from now on, no more secrets. No more hesitation.”A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he gazed at her, overwhelmed by her forgiveness. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Can I kiss you?”Yvonne’s cheeks flushed with warmth. “Don’t be dramatic,” she murmured, tilting her head slightly, but before she could finish her teasing reply, Micheal’s hands cupped her face, and his lips crashed against hers with a force that left her breathless.The kiss was raw, hungry—desperate. His lips devoured hers as if he'd been starved of her touch for years, not merely a single night. Yvonne’s entire body trembled under the intensity, her knees weakening as Micheal pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. She could feel the heat radiating from him, igniting a fire in her that she'd been trying to suppress since they had fought.She moaned into his mouth, he
Yvonne lay breathless against Micheal, her body humming with satisfaction as she tried to calm her racing heart. Her legs still trembled from the intensity of their lovemaking, but the heat between them had yet to dissipate. She could feel Micheal’s desire for her still pulsating, his hands tracing her curves as if he couldn’t get enough.His lips moved to her neck again, placing feather-light kisses that sent shivers down her spine. “I want you again,” Micheal’s deep, husky voice rumbled against her skin.Yvonne’s breath hitched, her body responding to his words, but she managed to muster the last shred of self-control she had left. “Micheal…” She whispered, trying to sound firm but failing to mask the tremor of desire in her voice. “We can’t… the food, the children…”He groaned softly, his hands sliding up her sides, teasing her already oversensitive skin. “They can wait a little longer, baby. I need you again.”Yvonne gasped as his lips found hers, kissing her deeply, igniting the
After their eventful meal, Yvonne stood up from the table, smiling at the children who were happily finishing the last bits of their food. She glanced at Micheal, who met her gaze with a soft smile of his own, and then looked back at the table, noting how much food was still left."We should store the rest of the food," Yvonne said, her tone light but firm. "No sense in wasting it. Plus, we can have it later or tomorrow."The children immediately perked up at the prospect of helping. Lily clapped her hands together excitedly. “Can we help, Mommy?”Yvonne’s smile widened. “Of course, sweetie. We’ll all do it together.”Micheal leaned back in his chair, watching his family with contentment as the kids jumped into action. Jack grabbed the plastic containers from the cabinet while Lily began collecting the dishes from the table, making sure everything was done just like their parents always did. Yvonne chuckled at their enthusiasm and turned to Micheal, her eyes gleaming. “You too, Mr. La
In the gentle evening breeze, Micheal watched as Yvonne stepped back onto the terrace after leaving to check on the children, as the sky now glowed with the last hints of sunset. As Yvonne moved to settle back into her seat next to him, Micheal caught her hand and, with a soft smile, gestured for her to sit between his legs on the lounger.Yvonne hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushing slightly, but she slowly eased herself between his legs, leaning back as his arms wrapped around her waist. The warmth of his embrace melted away any tension she had been holding, and she let out a quiet sigh of contentment. Nestled against his chest, Yvonne felt the steady beat of his heart, a comforting rhythm that seemed to calm her own.They had discussed a lot of things and that included Yvonne hoping to know more about Micheal's childhood with a mother like Aurora.Micheal had been fully open with her just like he promised. His mother wasn't a bad woman. She was just misguided since her early