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Bitter Sugar Daddy 45
Jordan is my most trusted bodyguard who's been working for me since a decade ago. I've assigned him to follow Eve since the day we got married and those six weeks when Eve and I were living in two different places, he would come and update me on a daily basis. He’s been quiet since Eve lives with me; I told him to see me only if there's any alarming issues regarding her safety. Until last Friday when he requested to see me so I quickly clear up my schedule, so worried if it has anything to do with the mother of my babies.Only to be lectured for more than ten minutes about how dangerous it is for Eve to climb the stairs whenever she takes the subway, or how tired she looked when she has to walk so far to change from one train line to another, or to stand in a long line waiting patiently for the train to arrive while looking all pregnant and heavy. Don't even mention how red he looked when he described on certain days Eve had to brave through the rush hour either in the mornings or F
Bitter Sugar Daddy 46
"Eve," I call her when she's reading her notes while drinking water at the kitchen. She's been hiding in the bedroom since hours ago, perhaps to study for her test tomorrow and only now when I see her outside of the room I dare to talk to her again. "Hmmm?" She asks but her eyes are still on a piece of paper she has in her hand. "Charles will send you tomorrow." "Hm?" Her eyes go straight to my face, "Why?" "He'll send you to school, pick you up after school, he'll drive you anywhere you wanna go." You don't have to take the subway anymore Sweetheart. "Errr why?" I don't answer her but walk towards my study when she follows me instead, "How are you going to work then? I thought Charles send you to work everyday?" "He'll be taking care of you from today onwards." "Why? I can go to school by myself. It's okay, I don't need your driver." "He'll send you tomorrow." And that is final. Why is it so hard for her to listen to me? She must have heard how hard my tone was when she mu
Bitter Sugar Daddy 47
"I swear if one more person ask me when am I gonna give birth I will fucking tell her tomorrow! TOMORROW! I'm done explaining the whole thing!" She plumps her ass on the couch as she huffs and puffs. Every time we go out, people (especially older ladies) would stop her and bless her for a smooth delivery, which would direct to the infamous question 'when are you due'.They'd be surprised to know that she's only six months pregnant with such huge belly so she had to explain she's actually carrying twins, which would lead to more questions like 'oh which side of the family has twins?', 'Is this your first twins?', 'Does your husband have twins too?', 'Do you have a twin yourself?', 'What did you do to get twins?', 'Is there a specific diet to get twins?'.At first I was irritated too but nowadays I somewhat enjoy the show knowing she'd be this pissed once we're home. "Not funny Austin!" She shouts to herself perhaps feeling a kick from her left. She asked the doctor about their posit
Bitter Sugar Daddy 48
I'm not sure if it's because of the heat or purely from the pregnancy, or both. But Eve has been grumpy since she finished high school. At first she argued about working at her aunt's cafe claiming she's been doing it every summer since she was 14 so it's ridiculous to not do it because 'it's in my bone'. I said no, so she asked if I'm gonna pay her instead the money she lost because of my stubbornness not to let her work there. I said no, so she asked again to work there. After a multiple 'no' followed by her arguments to still work there, it seems like we're going in a circle here, that she finally proposed something that I could say yes to. So from July to August, she has been cleaning the house and doing laundry, along with all other chores my housekeeper used to do. For the fact I'm still paying Flora but instead of having her come here, I asked her to take care of the landed property I bought last year for our growing family. I still plan to move there once the babies are
Bitter Sugar Daddy 49
This has got to be the most nerve wrecking moment I've ever had in my entire 33 years life. The babies are due mid of October but when we came in today for our 34th week check-up, Dr Fisher decided to perform an emergency c-section due to the leaking of the amniotic fluid from our daughter's sac. Baby boy was doing fine and growing healthily but we're worried about our baby girl. That's how a few hours later we're in this operation theatre, ready to welcome our bundle of joy earlier than expected. Though Dr Fisher and the paediatrician assured that everything would be okay since they're big enough to be delivered. "Everything's gonna be fine," she tells me as I sit next to her, waiting for the doctors to arrive. She looked scared but she's the one who's trying to assure me so I take her hand and nod. An hour later we have our baby boy in our arms and a few minutes afterwards, we see our baby girl but she is brought straight away to NICU after delivery.I never knew my heart can e
Bitter Sugar Daddy 50: Yvette
He didn't argue or even say anything when I told him I'm leaving for school so I thought he was fine with it. Clearly he's not because all my messages were not read, all my calls were sent straight to the voicemail, leaving me hopeless as I wonder if he blocked my number? We agreed about my education. We agreed all I have to do is give birth to his children, then I can have my life however I wanted. Two are out, one more to go. Though I have secretly asked the doctor to put an implant so I can go to school in peace. I've learned my lessons carrying the extra weight while attending school. It was exhausting both mentally and physically so I don't care, I refuse to be pregnant throughout this four years bachelor degree. I haven't been in contact with Augustine for 10 months now. Thank God my sisters and parents did share pictures of the babies whenever Augustine brought them to meet my family. I miss my babies so much but I can't contact them; he is still blocking my number. Even my
Bitter Sugar Daddy 51: Yvette
It was Friday and I waited the whole damn day at the lobby, but he didn't appear at all until I had to leave around 5 when Dani called about Dad's accident at the daycare centre. Turns out he had another heart attack when he was in the bathroom, which made him fall on the floor and hurt his head. The moment I reached the hospital he was still in the operation theatre with Dani, Serena, and Emily already waiting. Only Zoe is missing but she's on her way here since she lives on the other side of the country. Two hours later I don't know if I'm crying because of dad or from the crisis I'm having with my husband who purposely hide my babies from me but I am clearly a mess, that my sisters suggest me to go home and rest. "Go home, hug your babies, and calm down. I promise I'll call you, Evie." Serena assures me but I only sob harder hearing that. I don't have my babies, Serena. It's even worse if I go home and see how empty the house is. So I shake my head, "No, I wanna wait for dad."
Bitter Sugar Daddy 52: Yvette
His first term was for me to go home, eat, and get some sleep. I was about to protest when he assured me I would not be able to see the babies until I've had at least three hours of sleep. So like an obedient puppy, I ate my sandwich quickly then headed to bed for a nap. Three hours on the dot, the alarm rang that I woke up and ran to every room searching for him but he was gone. There was no trace of him being anywhere, not even at the study. I knew my number was still blocked but I tried anyway and dialled for him. Yup, it was still blocked; it went straight to voicemail. There's no use to send him text messages then. So I called my sisters to know the status of our father's condition. He hadn't woken up but they insisted for me not to come, suggested perhaps I could come at night so they could go home as we take turns to be there. Regardless, I showered and planned to go there, since it hurts too bad to stay home alone. Until I heard the familiar footsteps when I was walking ou
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