I admit I wasn't just giving a hypothetical question, because I already bought the flight ticket. I was also very confident with my relationship with Augustine, that's why I dare to ask him that, so much as to buy the ticket without him knowing. Because the entire three months we were together, he had been nothing but accommodating and perfect. He didn't mind if I needed to stay late at work to meet my deadlines, he was even calm and composed if I somehow struck his nerve. He was really trying to make our relationship work. After he stormed out of the restaurant, I took a cab to the penthouse but he wasn't there. My babies who're supposed to be sleeping in their room at the back were also gone. I called Maddy to ask for his home address, I didn't care anymore about our whole acting or lying to the family, because I desperately needed to tell Augustine I want him, I want this family, I fucked up. But Maddy wasn't answering the phone, nor William, or even his parents. Nobody answer
"Hey Gia." I hear somebody called Gia's name when I was vacuuming the floor so I immediately stop the noisy machine and turn towards the voice. A red haired lady dressed in a tight fitting dress seems to be surprised once she sees my face so I grin, "Gia's on leave today. I'm replacing her." "Oh." She nods then approaches me with a smile on her pretty face. I've been cleaning houses lately but this morning the agency called for Gia's replacement hence the appearance of yours truly. "We ordered a lot of food for the meeting but I don't think those big bosses are gonna eat them. They will probably go out to dinner once the meeting is over. Or NOT over by the looks of it." She rolls her eyes once she glances at the watch on her wrist. It's almost 9pm."Anyway, I put them at the pantry. Have some, or take all of them if you want to, but do clean up before you leave, okay?" I nod, smiling at the thought of having food till the end of the week. I wonder what food are those? If I can f
[ Bish, I can't come tonight. The vampire just invited me for a movie. ]I roll my eyes at Carrie's text then reply her, [ You know that's just a booty call right? ]She has been crushing on her roommate, Ian Somersault look-alike since last year and this summer they're getting closer after he broke up with his recent girlfriend. Did I mention about the seven girlfriends he had throughout the one year they live together? Pftt, classic fuckboy. [ It's not really a booty call if we live together. And he asked, not called. So not a booty call 😌 ][ Spill the details tomorrow. Which. Btw. Hmmm I saw my ex just now. Nvm, I'll tell u tomorrow. ]As expected she calls me as fast as The Flash, so I accept her face-time call. "Spill! Now! Like right-nowwww!" She shouts with a mascara wand on her right hand. "Are you putting make up for a movie at the couch?" I can't believe this woman. "Shut up, I need to highlight these lashes." "Andddd the cheekbones?" It is so obvious she's putting on
I've always loved working with people who prioritise work-life balance. I even make it a policy in my company for the employees to work a maximum of 8 hours a day at the office. Heck, we even set a reminder on each of their PC to ensure they take a break every 2 hours by disabling any function for 10 minutes, just to force them to walk around and do some stretching. Also, to ensure meetings don't go too long because efficiency is all about wrapping things in a short time, not dragging it with unnecessary info. But Richard Green is an old school man. That's why I prefer to work with Claudia, his daughter who took over his company ten years ago. Too bad Claudia is on maternity leave for a year so Richard is back with his old school methods. Thus this long hour meeting. I hate to break my promise to my kids but I had to when Richard decided we're gonna stay until we fix this problem. Luckily Emma is there, well she's always there to pick up the pieces. I thank God for her presence in
I flee the scene like a coward last night. And I've been restless ever since. My last resort to reset my mood back instead of being affected by her, is to spend time with my precious children. But I have to admit what I did last night, was a total dick move. If a guy does that to my daughter or sister, I will fucking kill him for bullying them like that. So yes, I want to kill myself so bad ever since I got out of there. Hating her doesn't give me the privilege to treat her that way. She's the mother of my children, for God sake."Daddy! Our cookies were sold out yesterday!" Mason is smiling brightly when I enter the dining room. Contrary to his cheerful vibe, Mimi who’s sitting right next to him is pouting while harshly stabbing the chicken sausage on her plate. "Really?" I ignore the little girl and sit at the end of the table. "Yes! We were sold out in only three hours!" "Good job, Mace! I'm so proud of you." I smile at him but the little girl lengthens the pout, almost reac
I don't know when did he leave my place last night but I seriously can't believe how childish he was. I mean, crushing the cookies? And stepping on them? That qualifies the mental state of a three year old. But it's fine. It's fine because I managed to gather everything and secured them in the same food container. It's fine eventhough they don't look like cookies right now, at least I still have the crumbs. I still have something from Mimi and Mason. It's fine Augustine, because one day I will take a cookie and shove it down your throat so you'd choke and die from it. Hmph! He already took the twins from me, why can't he just let those cookies slide? Did it give him the satisfaction he craved? Destroying my heart over and over again? Take a deep breath Evie, because, it's fine. Be the bigger person. I told Carrie and Lydia about it, and they were beyond mad. They even wanted to attack him at his office. But all of us know better than to do that. I'm still waiting for the perfect
I drank a lot after the heartfelt confession from my bestfriend. Or rather, my unpaid psychologist. Just when I'm walking towards my building around 3am, a man in black suit suddenly approaches me. Great, which politician did I offend now? Whose bodyguard is this? "Miss Tanner, Mr Knight is waiting for you in the limo." Limo? What? I turn to my right and yes, there's a limo parked next to my street. Urgh, the source of my unhappiness. He's sadly mistaken if I'll go and see him after what happened tonight. Or last night. Evie forgives but Evie doesn't forget okay. "What if I don't want to go to him? Hmm?" I slur, pretty wasted yes I admit it. "I'd advice against it, Miss Tanner." I laugh, "Huh? Is it? Well, okay. Advice me against it then." I don't know what I'm talking about. But I think I said no to him. The door of the limo suddenly opens and out a man in a tuxedo. Well, well. The mighty Knight is in his shiny armour, only this time the horse has turned into a limo. Wait. I
"You're gonna stand there the whole night?" It's not night, it's already morning asshole. Early morning. Veeeeery early morning. He lies down on the bed again, perhaps tired of waiting for me to make a move. We've been staring at each other and I know I should go to him but I can't, my feet won't let me. They have pride despite what my unfaithful mouth said just now. "Take all the time you need," he murmurs with eyes closed, arm rested on the forehead, "The more time you take, the longer it will be till you see them." A freaking bully! That's what he is! But I managed to find some strength to overcome my rebellious inner self, and take a step closer to the monster. "Hm," he opens his eyes sensing my presence, "Finally." "Can't we talk like two civilised adults? Co-parent like other divorced parents?" Because I really don't want to have sex with him. He sits up again, "You broke my trust for so many times, and you want us to talk like two civilised adults?" He must have gotten