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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
Bitter Sugar Daddy 53: Yvette
I receive a call from Emily about Dad waking up the moment I get into Augustine's car. The babies are leaving with Emma, who is apparently one of the nannies of our babies, not someone whom Augustine sleeps with. But yeah, I had a great time with my babies, even if it's a short three hours brunch. "So what's up with the names?" I ask him casually even though I'm burning inside. Turns out my baby boy is named Mason, not Austin as we agreed before. And Mimi? Yeah it's not short for Isabelle. Mimi is from Amelia. Fucking Augustine, always has a way to irritate me. And doing things behind my back. "Why did you change their name?" I ask again when he doesn't say anything to my previous question. "Why, Augustine? I wanna know why. Why?" He has high tolerance to my voice, because he doesn't say anything at all throughout the entire ride. I can't believe he would do this kinda thing to me. Hating me, sure. But to hide the fact that he does this without telling me, the mother of those b
Bitter Sugar Daddy 54: Yvette
"Ma-ma." Have I told you how annoyed I am every time I hear Isabelle calls Emma 'Ma-ma'? She won't call me Mummy, but she calls her Mama all the time. All. The. Time. And when Emma is busy with Austin, she would call Augustine because I'm the last person she wants to be with. There, I'm officially on the lower rank than the nanny, or the daddy. "Mimi, can you give Daddy the crab?" Augustine asks her daughter who's playing sand in front of us as his hand is wrapped around my waist. "Yes, that red crab. Come, baby," he removes his hand off me and holds them out towards Mimi who is crawling with the toy crab. "Do you want to try walking instead? Hmmm? Walk to Daddy?" He's been baiting her with all sorts of techniques to get her to practice walking. Because Austin, I mean Mason, has successfully walked on his own yesterday when all of us were gathering at the living area after dinner. I feel so lucky to be able to see the first time my son walks. And I'm grateful they have a fathe
Bitter Sugar Daddy 55: Yvette
We were missing almost three hours, and by the time we go downstairs, everybody is already sitting in the dining area. "Finally, the honeymooners are gracing us with their presence." William teases as Maddy laughs out loud. The girls look at their mom, shaking their head then proceed with their meals. "Well, well." That's all he says with a huge grin on his face. He kisses Mason who is wrestling with his chicken and later moves to Mimi, currently playing with her corn and peas. "Have a seat, Sweetheart," the actor is back, when he slides the chair for me. I smile as to play my part, "Thank you Hubby." "You're most welcome." He kisses me briefly on the mouth, perhaps considering the kids are joining us at the table. If it's just us and Maddy or William, he sure does more than that.Because two hours later after bathtime, followed by bedtime story, we tuck the kids to bed and proceed with our romantic dinner-for-two. That is Maddy and William next to the beach while Augustine and I
Bitter Sugar Daddy 56
I have a history of backing my words when it comes to her. Doesn't matter how hard I try, even after an achievement, I come tumbling down to her feet once she's in front of me. I'm weak when it comes to Yvette Tanner. I thought I was making progress, that I was finally being the strong man I thought I was, when I managed to eliminate her from my life for ten months. I won't lie, that ten months was another definition of hell to me, way worse than the break ups we've had. Or the lying. Because she left on her own choice, even after all the things we have between us, even after two babies. Succumbing to my desire at the beach house, that was an epic failure. The first time I kissed her when we were at the airport, I couldn't help but to feel so overwhelmed by how much I miss her. And after that, I couldn't take my hands off her, which I took advantage of the whole situation. We were making out all the time at the beach, I didn't even care if my sister and William were there. She's
Bitter Sugar Daddy 57
"Mhmmm." More blood rushes to my cock hearing her moan, as I take my time sucking the nape of her neck eventhough I'm almost bursting with how hard I am right now. I stripped off every article of my clothing before jumping on the bed, sneaked myself into the duvet as I pulled her to my body, then launched an attack on her skin letting go of my frustration of how much of a weak man I am. But I don't care anymore, because I get to hold her again. "Baby?" She turns around so quick the next second she is already staring at me with her big dark eyes. I don't wait for another reaction as I assault her lips next, biting the lower part softly to force her to open it for a french kiss. Oh God, she tastes so good. I will never get tired of this flavor. Her fingers trace my abs as we kiss, eating each other's tongue, and by the end of it I groan when she wraps her skinny fingers on my length."I miss you," she murmurs in between our passionate kiss. I miss you too, so much that it hurts.
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Bitter Sugar Daddy Epilogue
I've given birth to two beautiful baby boys at 38 weeks, thank God we managed to keep them longer compared to Mason and Mimi ten years ago. Both were ridiculously long and heavy I am absolutely grateful I had them via c-section instead of getting my hoo-haa destroyed with how big the boys are. "Mummy," Mason calls me when I'm busy packing my breastmilk prior transferring to the freezer, "We're all waiting for you." He pulls his long face as he looks at me boringly. "Yeah yeah okay, give me a minute. Almost done." We're having our newborn photoshoot at the garden today since we didn't do that with our first twin. Augustine insisted on having it done before the boys are one month old. "Come on girlllll!" Carrie enters the kitchen joining Mason who's already sitting in front of the island, hands under the chin. Did I mention Augustine also invited family and close friends for this casual brunch? Yeah right, 'casual' with a catering crew and a buffet in the garden. I haven't seen wha
Bitter Sugar Daddy 99: Yvette
"Goodnight Sweetheart," he whispers on my ear as he yawns. He must be tired from everything he does today; work, kids, stuff. While me, who is still on bedrest, is seriously feeling restless by having absolutely nothing to do. I've tried gardening, cooking dinner, watching Netfl!x, and a bunch other useless boring things but I'm sooooo NOT tired that I can't sleep this early. I am full of energy, and these boys too by the way they're kicking me right now. Have I mentioned how horny I've been? That's all I can think of whenever he's with me- those delicious abs, the seductive smirk, deep sexy voice, firm ass, damn he's like a sexual object right now. Which I can only see but cannot touch. "Are you asleep?" I ask him in a low tone. He has stopped stroking my hair so there's a big possibility he already is. "Hmmm?" He hums sleepily. "I want you." "Hmmm." He hums again lazily, clearly uninterested. "I wanna have sex with you." "Hm." Can I take it as a yes? I've asked consent and
Bitter Sugar Daddy 98: Yvette
For God sake, fuck me already. He has been sticking his hard cock between our body every single night for three months now and yet he hasn't done anything about it. I'm sure I haven't gotten fat, only my tummy is going out a bit but other than that, I'm still wearing the same size. So what's happening? Why isn't he fucking me anymore? Does he want me to fuck him? Like I did before? When he called me his mistress?But I am still thinking. I am still in that thinking (or if we were to be precise; trying-to-accept-his-apology) period so it should be him who does the fucking. Afterall, he's the one who thinks with the dick all the time so what's happening? Why is he not that barbaric, egoistic, sex maniac man anymore? "Are you working today?" He asks on our way to the car after we're done with the monthly check-up. Our babies are healthy and growing, I'm officially in my second trimester now. He opens the door for me so I slip inside the car and sit in the passenger seat. He gets in
Bitter Sugar Daddy 97
It's Friday and I was planning to pick up my wife and kids, uhh, my ex-wife and kids from school and work since 'someone' is gonna have her first sleepover this weekend but again, a crisis happened that I had to stay at work until seven. I fucking left the whole thing to Gerard and fled home eventhough we're nowhere near solving the crisis because there's no way I'm gonna miss the first dinner with them."You're sure about sharing the bed with Mimi?" I ask her when we're cleaning up after dinner. The kids are transferring the dishes from the dining table to the kitchen sink as both of us stand next to the island, packing the leftovers. As usual, she doesn't say anything unless it's necessary so I go further into explaining, "You can sleep in the guest room if you want. It will be a lot more comfortable." And maybe I can sneak in at midnight and accidentally fall asleep there. "K we're done." Mason announces after he puts the last plate there. "I'll load the dishwasher, you guys ca
Bitter Sugar Daddy 96
I don't know what else to do I'm seriously so fucking tired from the work, Eve, and the kids. It's only been four weeks but I feel like I'm already reaching my maximum capacity of tolerating this. Every day I would wake up in Eve's little bed, kiss her good morning and tell her how much I love her, how sorry I still am, and off I go to my house so I can shower and have breakfast with the kids before sending them to school. Work for the whole 8 hours, then pick up Eve from her work place, send her home, back to the kids to have dinner with them and tuck them in bed before going to the apartment to spend the night with my wife. Uhh, ex wife. Mother of my children. I'm tired with this routine, and I feel worse when Eve still won't talk to me. I shouldn't complain because I'm the one who caused all of these but I'm just ranting out here. I don't know what I did, that made Eve refused to talk to me till this day, but I'm beat. So the last trick in my book would be this, bringing her
Bitter Sugar Daddy 95: Yvette
I can't, because I'm afraid he'd leave again if anything I say would trigger the same mood, if the next time he leaves he'd leave for good, with the kids. He was gone in the morning after an I-love-you and another apology. It's Sunday, so by 10.30 am Charles was already downstairs to pick me up for the fourth Sunday meeting with the twins. We have our baking class today, and as usual Mimi and Augustine will be in one team while Mason and I in another. "You seriously think I'd believe that?" Mimi shakes her head in disbelief as she stirs the bowl in front of her. We're learning how to make apple pie today."You never complained." He shrugs as he keeps on slicing the pastry."Because you look like you believed your own story," she shrugs too, it's cute how those two are behaving the same way and not realising it, "Didn't wanna crush your heart."He scoffs, finally looking at her, "Didn't wanna crush my heart? I was doing that so 'I' won't be crushing yours and Mason's heart." "Well
Bitter Sugar Daddy 94: Yvette
'Disappear from my life for all I care, you're dead to me.'I'm awake in tears as I've been the past four days. The same line keeps on looping in my mind when I'm in subconscious mind and eventually forces me to wake up in the middle of the night that I'd cry until I've fallen asleep again or the morning comes. I keep my eyes closed despite the tears staining my cheeks, because it sucks to open your eyes to this dark, cold night only to realise I'm pathetically crying alone in my bed. "I swear I'm not lying, I swear Augustine. I really didn't plan for this." I swear with my own life that I don't plan for this baby. I swear I never planned to use anything against him. I'm beyond grateful to spend time with the twins once a month, why would I do something to upset him when I'm trying my best to make him happy so I can see the twins every Sunday instead of just fourth Sundays.'We haven't been pregnant the whole time and you expect me to believe that now? When I've confessed my feeling
Bitter Sugar Daddy 93
I regretted what I said the moment those words rang in my ears but I left anyway, because I couldn't take the sight of her crying face anymore. How could she lie to me after all the promises she made? Even if she doesn't love me anymore, how come she has the heart to manipulate our situation into this? Using another baby? She fucking swore she won't do it. Why would she drag another life into this? After three days I've finally calmed down and go back to the penthouse. We need to talk, and lay down the plan. I don't want that innocent baby to be caught in the middle like Mason and Mimi were. They end up not getting their mother's love for five years, thanks to my hatred towards her. I don't want that to happen to the baby. Everybody deserves their mother's love, and I'm too old for this revenge shit. But the penthouse is empty. For the fact it's almost 11 now. It's not Friday night so she's not having her girls night. Where is she? "She's home." "I 'am' home, J. She's not here."
Bitter Sugar Daddy 92
I can't just 'whatever' her, because I love her. Even if I want to 'whatever' her so bad, I care. I fucking care about her. I care every bit of her to the point of noticing even the littlest thing, of how she has changed these days as if she's trying to distance herself from me. Every time I arrive at the penthouse after tucking the twins to bed, I would always find her already sleeping. For God sake, it was only 8pm when I got there but she had already dozed off either on the bed or on the couch, in her work clothes. At first I wondered if she had been staying up when I go home after we finish fucking, if she continued working until late at night hence the lack of sleep. But it happened every single day. She couldn't be working every night, and back then before the fight, she never did this so...I hate to think this is one of her ways to not have sex with me- I had to be this inconsiderate, horny old man who'd wake a tired, snoring lady just to claim his good time. Sounds like a
