The Christmas holiday music continued to play, as though it was being played to make me remember how I lost my wife three years ago during Christmas. My eyes stayed glued to Helen, who was practically dragging her kids toward the other side of the hall.I could see from her body language that even staying with me in the same hall disgusted her so badly; I knew she would rather not be anywhere near me, and honestly, I couldn’t blame her. Not after everything.Just as she was nearing the exit, Mr. Riley, the film producer who had convinced me to invest in this project, intercepted her. I observed, watching their exchange closely. Did Riley know her? Wow. That was new information I didn’t have.“Interesting,” I murmured under my breath, crossing my arms as I watched as Mr. Riley pleaded with Riley.From lipreading Riley, I could say that he was literally begging her to do something for him, but she was really not considering it. They were far from me, so I couldn’t hear a word of what
I turned to see Riley approaching, his glass of wine in hand.“Sorry, what?” I asked, shaking myself out of my thoughts.“I said, are you planning to stand there all night?” Riley repeated, smiling. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. I noticed you haven't really spoken with anyone since the party started.”I forced a chuckle, trying to play it cool. “Yeah, something like that. I’m just observing everyone. You know how business is.”Riley took a sip of his wine, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Yeah, sure, I get it. Mind if I ask, you know Helen, don’t you?”The question caught me off guard. “Why do you ask?”He then said,. “I saw the way you were looking at her earlier. I just felt maybe you both might have known each other or basically done business together in the past.”I hesitated, debating whether to say anything. I know Riley was sharp. He’d figure it out eventually, but for now, it’s best I keep him in the dark.“Yeah, we…we were actually business partners a few years back,” I re
As I drove home, I held the steering wheel so tightly that my hands started to get sore. I told myself I would rather not come to Seattle. I told myself that staying away was the best thing for me and my kids. And now, on my first day back, the exact thing I had been running from had caught up with me.“Ashton…” I hissed under my breath; the pain in my chest increased as I thought of him. I could still see the look in his eyes when he called out my name. I still heard the desperation in his voice as he tried to talk to me. He had no right to do that. No right at all.I slammed my palm against the steering wheel in frustration, the force making my kids at the back get quiet as they were talking earlier.“Mum, are you okay?” Kate’s soft voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I glanced at her through the rearview mirror, her teeny tiny concerned brown eyes watching me closely. She was so much like me, always reading between the lines, always noticing things. Even though she basically was
My heart beat faster as I unlocked my phone. All the missed calls were from the same number, but I couldn’t even recognize the caller.I checked the profile picture of whoever had this number, and just as I suspected.Ashton!!The moment I said his name, my chest pain came as usual. Why was he calling me? And so many times? I hesitated for a second before opening my messages.There were three unread texts from him.Helen, please pick up.It’s important.We need to talk. Call me back.I folded my fist in anger. Why couldn't he just give up? I have told him I would rather not see or talk to him ever again. What is all this issue I have put myself in?Just as I was about to put the phone down, it started ringing for the umpteenth time. It was him. Again.I just kept staring at the screen. Every part of my being told me to ignore it. To block his number and move on. But something stopped me.Knowing I was going to regret this later, I pressed the answer button and brought the phone to my
I stared at her; her looks literally disgusted me. Of all the people I could have run into this morning, it just had to be her.Rose.The woman Ashton cheated on me with. The reason my marriage ended in the first place. And now, here she was, standing right in front of me, arms crossed, as though she was ready to fight me. How dumb can some people actually be???I just exhaled softly. I wasn’t in the mood for any drama, and I felt she wasn’t worth my anger. Not today. Not ever."Well, well, well," Rose sneered as she looked at me with disdain. "Look who’s back in Seattle. I should’ve known you’d come crawling back sooner or later."I forced a smile, though it was anything but friendly. "Crawling? Sweetheart, if that’s how you see it, you need to get your eyes checked. I’m here for work, not for irrelevant people from my past like you."She noticed I was ready to give her back whatever she threw at me today. But guess she felt she could handle me."Oh, come on, Helen. We both know why
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!" I shouted, slamming my palm against the horn as I swerved past a slow-moving car. My speedometer was reading 220 km/hr, but I didn’t care.The principal had barely gotten the words out before I hung up the phone and jumped into my car. "Your son, Jake, was hit on the head while at the playground—" That was all I needed to hear before I was gone, driving like a maniac; the last thing I would even tolerate was my children being bullied. I would rather die than have that happen."What kind of school is this?!" I yelled as I drove past a truck that was way loaded with valuables. "How the hell are kids getting hurt under their watch?" My blood was boiling, and I could barely keep myself from getting really angry. As I sped down the road, my mind was filled up with a thousand thoughts. Was Jake okay? How badly was he hurt? Who the hell had the effrontery to put their hands on my son?!In no time, I was already at the school. I didn't even remember parking th
"I’m promising you this, Rose," I began, my voice deadly calm. "If Henry ever lays a finger on Jake again, I won’t just be having a friendly chat in the principal’s office. Do you understand me?"Rose scoffed, folding her arms. "Oh, please. You think you scare me, Helen? You’ve always been all bark and no bite."I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice just enough so only she could hear. "Try me."Her smug expression faltered for a second, but she quickly recovered, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "This is ridiculous. Henry, get up. We’re leaving."Henry quickly hopped off his chair, clinging to his mother’s side as she grabbed her purse. "Principal, I expect a fair resolution to this. I won’t have Helen trying to turn this into some dramatic scene."I let out a humorless laugh. "Oh, don’t worry, Rose. The scene is just beginning. Because if you don’t teach your son how to behave, I will."She glared at me one last time before strutting out of the office with Henry in tow.I stood
“Hey… Helen... How are you... wait... Why are you here?" I asked, because at this point, I was surprised.All the anger I had some minutes back was gone. Just like that. All that was on my mind now was why Helen was here, at my son's school.Helen crossed her arms and stared at me like I was some idiot who just asked the dumbest question in the world. "Ashton, I’m not here for any pleasantries. I just want to make something clear to you."She took a step closer, her eyes sharp, her voice low but deadly serious. "I won’t ever allow any of my kids to be bullied by your so-called son. Warn your irresponsible excuse of a wife, to have her son stay away from my kids. Or else... she’ll have me to contend with."I blinked. Once. Twice. I swear, my brain was trying to catch up with what she just said.Wait. What?I almost laughed. Almost.I was Ashton. The biggest millionaire in Seattle, with businesses in every corner of this damn city. Nobody talked to me like that. Nobody. And yet, here wa
Driving back home, I couldn’t shake off the strange shift in Rose’s tone. The moment I brought up Henry’s behavior and then his legitimacy, her attitude changed, and she suddenly flared up so badly. She’d gone from defensive and literally wanted to bring the roof down, like a cat backed into a corner. It didn’t add up, and the way she reacted raised a question in my head I couldn’t ignore.Is Henry really Ashton’s child? Or not?It made me grip the steering wheel tighter as I was lost in thought. Rose wasn’t above doing whatever it took to get what she wanted. That much was clear. But if she’d gone as far as lying about who Henry’s father was… Why? And how? What was she hiding?I needed answers.Pulling over to the side of the road, I grabbed my phone and scrolled to Zita’s number. She was the perfect person that could help me fish out the truth in this kind of situation. The phone rang twice before her familiar, upbeat voice came through.“Hi Rita, how are you doing?” I greeted,
I felt my heart racing as I tried to keep my anger in check. Sitting in that office with Rose felt like being cornered in a cage with a wild animal. I didn’t know why I kept wasting my breath on her. She clearly had no sense, no respect. She didn’t care about her actions, only how they affected her. She literally was someone that would go to any length to have what she always wanted.“Principal Thompson, please look into what we discussed,” I said, turning back to her and pretending Rose didn’t exist. I was done with her nonsense. I needed to focus.“Sure, ma’am. I promise we will make sure this doesn’t repeat itself again,” The principal replied, still apologizing with her eyes and words. “Thank you,” I smiled, feeling slightly relieved. I just wanted to get out of that office and away from this whole mess.I stormed out of the room, feeling the tension lift a little, but just as I reached my car, I heard a voice behind me.“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” Rose shouted, her
I hated stepping my feet back into the school for the second time in as many weeks. The principal's office felt like a hellhole, and I could already feel my anger rising. I had just come from a long day on set, filming for hours, and my mind was already clogged and drained. Just for me to get a call from the principal that my kids were in a fight. Again.“Principal Thompson, I can’t believe I’m back here again!” I hissed as I walked into her office. “What happened now?”She looked up from her desk; her facial expression was really apologetic. “Helen, I understand your frustration, but please, let me explain. Your son got into another fight with Henry.”“Henry? That riffraff boy?” I snapped, crossing my arms tightly. “This is unacceptable! My kids were supposed to be safe here!”“Please try to calm down,” She cajoled, pressing a finger to her temples as if trying to calm herself down. “I’m truly sorry this is happening again. I promised you it wouldn’t be an issue.”“I don’t care abo
Getting ready for school, I couldn’t shake the feelings from the other day. I still vividly remember the day Daddy came and said those terrible things to my mom. I could still hear his voice, loud and hurtful.“Why are you even here, Ashton?” I heard my mom scream at him. “You don’t care about us! Just leave and don’t come back!”He just looked at me, his face all messed up and angry. “I’m Henry’s dad. You won't deny me the privilege to see my own son”Then he walked out of the house, and I felt this wave of anger wash over me. How could he talk to my mom like that? I knew, at that moment, that I had to make sure those kids paid for what he did.“I’ll make them pay,” I hissed to myself as tears filled my eyes. It wasn’t fair that he got to be mean and walk away without any consequences.With a heavy heart, I snuggled back under my bed sheets. Mommy was always there for me, working hard to keep us going. Daddy would come by, but he was never really present. “I’m busy, Henry,” he would
“Mom, just relax… okay?” Kate said, laughing as she playfully rolled her eyes on me. I was amazed at her little display of attitude, my brain taking a short trip down the memory lane of when they were just babies a few years back. “Who do you all think you are?” I asked, a small laugh escaping my lips. “You kids are turning into real little adults!”“I’m not a baby anymore!” Kate huffed proudly and stuck her nose in the air, “I’m growing up, Mommy!”“Yes, but you will always be my baby,” I replied, ruffling her hair affectionately.Everybody laughed as she said it, but I then noticed Jake wasn't showing excitement like the rest of us, as he was just quiet and moody in one corner.As I walked up to him, the rest went to meet Rita in the kitchen to get dinner ready.“Hey, what’s wrong, buddy?” I asked, noticing the change in his energy. He looked down, fiddling with the hem of his towel.“Nothing,” he answered, avoiding eye contact.Soon I reached him, kneeling so I was at his level. “
“Mommy, Mommy! We had a really good time!” Kate exclaimed as she ran into my bedroom, wrapping her little arms tightly around me. Her excitement was so clear as she was so happy, and I couldn’t help but smile as I lifted her up, spinning her around.“Ooh, my baby!” I cooed. I placed her back down gently as I played with her hair. “Did you really have fun?”“Yes! Aunty Rita is the best!” She answered with a huge grin, her big eyes shining with pure happiness.I chuckled, feeling a bit of relief wash over me. “So, Aunty Rita really spoiled you all, huh?”Just then, Blake and Jake came rushing in, both sporting big grins that matched Kate's. “We had ice cream!” Jake said as he couldn’t stop jumping up and down.“And swings! Super high!” Blake chipped in, mimicking a swing motion with his arms. “It was the best!”I laughed. “Really? Did Aunt Rita do anything else fun?”“Yes!” Kate shouted. “She took us to the slides, and we all played together!”Rita, who had just walked in behind the bo
Rose was getting on my nerves, but I had to be mature here so I took a deep breath to steady myself. “I care about you, Rose. I really do”“Do you? Because it sure doesn't look that way. You can't seriously think I’d accept you playing house with them while I’m sitting here alone.”“Why can’t you try to understand?” I was almost pleading now, my tone shifting towards desperation. “Helen’s their mom and my wife! I need to make things right. If I can connect with them, maybe she’ll want to talk to me.”“Talk about what? You have all this history. We moved on.” She exclaimed, her anger rising again. “You’re not some knight in shining armor for a family that isn’t yours!“I never claimed to be!” I shouted, the heat of the moment overwhelming me. “But you’re making it hard for me to explain. I need to confront my past to move forward with my future.”“Your future with whom?” She screamed, throwing her arms up in frustration. “With them? Because it sure looks like you’re playing family with
Driving like a maniac toward Rose’s house, my heart raced. I needed to explain myself about being late, but I was also scared of how she would react. “Come on, come on,” I hissed under my breath, trying to keep my focus on the road. The minutes seemed to stretch, and the traffic felt stronger than usual. Suddenly, I found myself staring at a truck way too close for comfort. “Shit!” I shouted, swerving hard to the right just in time, my tires screeching against the asphalt on the road. “That was too close!” My heart went wild in my chest as I regained control of the car, moving ahead.After about twenty intense minutes of running like a madman on the road, I arrived at Rose's house. I quickly walked to the front door and swung it open.There she was, sitting on the couch, her lovely gown hugging her curves perfectly, but her expression was anything but beautiful. She was holding a glass, and I could see the anger boiling in her eyes.“Rose!” I took a delayed step forward as I looke
“Shit... Rita, sorry to break up this lovely catch-up with the kids, but I have somewhere I really need to be…” I trailed off, looking down at my watch to see how far spent time had gone. My heart skipped a beat because I knew how angry Rose would be by now, seeing that I was literally over 2 hours late for our dinner.Before I finished telling Rita I wanted to leave, Kate walked up to me, her face etched in deep concentration. She was holding her brothers' hands, and her face really looked so serious. “Before you leave, may I please ask you a question?”“Sure, Kate! What’s on your mind?”She looked at Jake and Blake and then looked back at me, her eyes filled with that curious look. “Are you our father?”Damn! That question hit me like a freight train. My heart dropped to my stomach. How could she have found out? I quickly gave Rita a confused look, whose expression only matched my shock. She had her mouth slightly open, clearly surprised also.“What….. What do you mean by that, Kat