PRISCILLA’S POVI dropped the dress I was folding and dragged Aiden from where he was scattering the clothes I’d already folded. “Will you stop that? Please.” I added since I knew he was doing it because he was in pain.Avery glared at me and dragged Aiden towards her. “We don’t want to go. What of our teacher? And our friends?” She ended in a wail which almost made me smile, but I kept it in. I didn’t want them thinking I was making fun of them.Here in California, they had friends from school as well as a large area to play and have fun with each other and their brief stay in New York only had them staring out of the city in a car and through the hotel window which didn’t help since we were on the twelfth floor, and they were convinced they would be miserable in New York.I squatted until I was eye level with my babies and grabbed their hands. “We have to move to New York because mummy’s new office will be there.” I hadn’t told them about their father, and they had eventually stoppe
PRISCILLA’S POVI kissed Avery as her eyes closed and she settled into sleep and turned to her twin brother who was staring at me in expectation.I rubbed my nose against his and snuggled him closer to me. This wasn't their first rodeo on an airplane as I'd had to travel for so many work meetings and the only person I could trust to take care of my babies also had problems of her own and wasn't in the situation to take care of mine in addition.“Are you ready?” I asked Aiden whose eyes were already lit up in excitement and he nodded.I smiled and picked up the book we'd started reading earlier that week. Aiden could read perfectly by himself but he preferred it when I read to him and I consider it an honor as well as a time to destress and spend time with my baby. Avery was a little different in her likes and dislikes and while she didn't mind reading books, she much preferred drawing and painting. Another thing that the two didn't have in common was the fact that Avery fell asleep im
BRENT'S POVI followed Priscilla with my eyes as she suddenly turned to the back. I couldn't exactly turn back to see what had startled her, but I could guess the kids were the reason. My guess was confirmed when she turned back to the front and whispered. “Later.”I nodded and refocused on taking my wife and our kids to the house they will call home, hopefully for a long time. The most important thing to me right now was getting closer to my kids, and I could see that it was going to be a difficult undertaking, since Priscilla probably wasn't on my side in this journey. Either way, I was going to make this work and make her understand that I only wanted the best for them.I slowly pulled into the house and parked the car, not surprised when Priscilla opened her door immediately and came down as soon as I turned to her. I swallowed the laugh at that expected behaviour and watched as she helped the kids down. She was doing a great job at distancing herself away from me and as much as
BRENT'S POVI swallowed down the frustration I was fast losing control of and held my hands down to help Priscilla up, which she ignored.“Why don't they like me? Have you said something about me to make them decide that?”She sucked in a breath and stood up by herself. “Why would I do that? They usually take to new people easily. Maybe you should have a look at what makes two 5-year-olds not like you.” She replied, angry fire filling her eyes.I took a deep breath to control my anger, regretting the words as soon as they came out of my mouth. “Then I'll have to wonder how you've been raising them.”Priscilla turned to him, and her palm would have landed against his cheek if he hadn't been fast. “Don't you dare tell me how to raise my kids. I've taken care of them for the past five years without your help, so you have no right to tell me how to raise my kids. You should be grateful I decided to move here. Any more insult and I may just disappear, just like before.” She added, the hate
PRISCILLA’S POV“As we’re well aware that the fashion show is in one month, please, I want us to hurry up and focus on our preparations. Nothing must go wrong. Please, let’s put all our plans into action, is that understood?” I urged my employees via a Zoom meeting.My fabric manager, Lexi, raised her hand to say something and I focused on her, giving her the chance to talk. Since I moved to New York a month ago, we’ve had to meet virtually, which honestly wasn’t bad, but nothing could beat our physical meetings. I’ve then learnt not to complain, as it didn’t change anything. “About the materials and patterns we agreed on, I went to see some of the suppliers here but some of them have been bought so it won’t be enough.”I pulled the laptop closer to myself. “Didn’t you make a reservation for it the last time?” I asked, confused. Those were our regular suppliers.Lexi nodded from the screen. “I did, but they said someone also made a reservation for that same pattern, and they had misca
BRENT’S POVI dropped the file I’d been reading, looked at the time on my clock and decided to call Priscilla knowing she would be home alone since the kids would still be in school.I was about to dial her number when my secretary, Evelyn, knocked and entered my office.“Sir, your next appointment is in thirty minutes time.”I checked my calendar and saw that I had a meeting with some potential business partners. I was looking to expand my business into technology in addition to our diversified products. Originally, the company had been built by my grandfather and he had majored in resorts and hotels, as well as some luxury products like sunglasses. When my father had taken over, he had added some brand management to the business as well as restaurants and when I’d taken over, I’d added fitness products, health supplements as well as arts into the scope. Now I wanted to expand more into sustainable technology and I wanted to work with someone already established, however small. As lo
I shuddered out a breath and shook my head. “That’s not what I was after.”Brent smiled and nodded. “Sure. I just thought you might have been feeling that way. If not, then, that’s also okay. So are we in?” He asked, referring to the insurance plan.I needed a moment to think about it, which was all I’d done since he’d mentioned it on the phone. He had sounded pretty sincere about not wanting to take the kids away from me but rather fulfilling his own paternal responsibility, so I could trust him on that, at least a little, but I still had some things to worry about. The most important issue on that list was Avery’s hearing aids. Since Avery was still growing, she had to change her hearing aids often to suit her ear size and improve comfortability and while I wasn’t in any way ashamed of my daughter’s hearing inability, it still sometimes made me feel like I’d failed her as a mother and God forbid I admit that to Brent, so I did the best thing I could, accept his offer.“Sure. We can
CHAPTER SIXTEENPRISCILLA'S POVI was setting the table when the timer I'd set for the pizza started ringing. I rushed to the kitchen and turned off the oven, a little tired from all the running around I'd done that day.“Mom, is he coming today?” Avery signed to me and I signed back answer.“Yes baby.”She smiled, a huge smile, and rushed to where her brother was cleaning their playroom.I sighed and started on the dirty dishes I hadn't been able to wash before. After I'd embarrassingly broken down in front of Brent, he had sent me a text saying he was giving me time to be mad at him, and he wasn't coming back until I could bear to look at him again.Annoyingly enough, I wasn't the one that had decided on this dinner as the right time for him to come back. The kids had missed him and after giving them excuses for almost a week, I'd had to swallow whatever pride I thought I had and invite him to dinner. Even though he had hurt me and all, I couldn't sever our relationship because it w
PAMELA'S POVI remained on the floor after Brent pushed me off and ran after that woman. I looked around in shame, grateful that this did not happen in a public space.That bitch! What the hell was she doing here at the wrong time?Just when I was so close to reaching his soft spot for me, she just had to come in and ruin everything with the bad luck that accompanied her everywhere. I contemplated on whether to stay and wait for Brent to realize what he's missing out on or leave to return later.I decided to do both so I waited and strolled around his office, patiently waiting for my man to return. As I looked across the office, something on his table caught my attention.It was a copy of his insurance statement and he had just three names on it asides his. The paper was poking out amongst the other files and while I resisted the urge to check out the content, I just couldn't control myself and eventually, I let the intrusive thoughts win.I pulled the piece of paper out and skimmed t
PRISCILLA’S POVBrent and I entered the kitchen and I gently locked the door behind us to avoid having any of the twins coming in after us. The air between us was thick with tension as we both waited with bated breath for the first person to break the deafening silence. I found myself staring at my feet as though they'd suddenly gotten interesting. Brent's eyes were boring holes into me that made me uncomfortable and squirmy. “I-” We both started simultaneously and our eyes locked in contact. I broke the stare by looking away and taking a deep breath. Thinking about it, I realized I was only being insensitive and petty to have tried to take the kids away from him. “Brent, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to take the kids from you, I wasn't thinking properly and I let my anger cloud my sense of reasoning. I wasn't even thinking straight. I'm so sorry.” I apologized sincerely and his hands slowly reached across for mine. He held my face up to look at him and when I did, I saw that
BRENT’S POVI was fuming angrily as the car zoomed off from the school building, I couldn't believe she would try to pull such trick without listening to my side of the story. The events of today made me realize that if anything goes wrong between Priscilla and I, my kids would be the first people I'd lose and I didn't want that. I felt a gentle tap on my leg and finally glanced at Avery who had a crestfallen look on her face. “Daddy, what's going on?” She asked innocently and I became even angrier. How do I explain to this kid that this happened just because of their mother's insecurity? When I didn't respond on time, she tapped me again. “Where's Aiden?” “Are we going home?” She signed and I palmed my face in my hand. How do I deal with this mess? I was livid, not just at Priscilla but everything else. Today was meant to be a good day, today was meant to go well without hitches, now I only had to deal with hitches but bumps as well. “Yes, yes, we'll go get Aiden later. For no
Despite acting like she didn't care, Priscilla was fuming and raging inside, especially as the scene she walked in on in Brent's office wouldn't stop repaying in her head. Enraged was an understatement for what she felt, buttered was more like it. She wasn't expecting Brent to be loyal to her but seeing him with the same woman who broke their marriage the first time, hurt her. She'd gone to his office to give him a copy of the twins' itinerary since she thought it'll be good for them to spend more time together but she would never have expected what she saw. Priscilla's pov I had no idea why tears were stinging in my eyes as I walked out of the sensory door. Back in the elevator, it took me extreme self control to not yell and break down in his presence. I staggered to my car, making sure to act like I was fine but deep down, I wasn't. I was hurt, angry, enraged but there was nothing I could do about it and knowing that, hurt me more than the action itself. I went into my car and
After several days of planning and scheming, Pamela finally decided she was ready to go pay a visit to Brent at the company. She fussed all over her body and dressing as she made sure to expose her cleavage, thighs and applied excess makeup on her face. To her, Brent had always been attracted to her and this time, there's no doubt he'll fall for her flat. However, she chose the wrong time. BRENT’S POVIt took a while to get to the cake shop but when we did, I made sure to make a careful selection of what I'd be buying for the twins. “I'll take this one and that one.” I said, pointing at a red and brown cake. The lady attending to me had her face stuck in a pad but I didn't care, as long as she got my order out correctly. “Okay sir. I'll have them packed for you in a minute.” She said going behind the counter. “Wait, you're going to give me these already made cakes?” I asked in confusion and she nodded like I'd said something weird. “Yes, definitely. Is there a problem?” I could t
BRENT’S POV“Sir, your meeting with the president has been scheduled for this morning. Other plans on your appointment have been shifted to this after non, including the one with the executive board.” My assistant rolled out while I prepared for work in the morning. I took notes of everything to do but Priscilla's furious face won't stop appearing in my head. I know I made a mistake by not watching over the kids properly but she was overreacting and making it seem like she had to walk on eggshells around me whenever it comes to taking care of the kids. They're my kids as well and I should be given the opportunity to learn how to take care of them but how do I do that if she keeps monitoring and hovering around me like I'm some two years old who has no idea of his left hand to his right. I picked up my Rolex wristwatch from the catalogue and strapped it on. “Make the meeting with the president as brief as possible, I have more important things to do in the afternoon.” I said to my a
PRISCILLA’S POVDid I lash out at him too much? Was I overreacting? Do I call him to apologize? I played with these thoughts as I tossed and turned around in my bed, unable to sleep. The image of the crestfallen look on my children's face reappeared in my head and I just couldn't get it out. I mean, it was just a bruise but I overreacted and ruined everything we had going on. “Ugh, Priscilla, such a nice way to ruin something beautiful.” I groaned and turned again. My thoughts won't let me fall asleep so I picked up my phone to scroll through the internet for a while and surprisingly, I found a text from Sylvester. I was hesitant to open it, considering how things went today but I had to take my mind off Brent so I opened the text. “Hi, Priscilla. It was really nice seeing your beautiful face today. I must say you look good, even better than before and it amazes me how you manage to maintain such beauty. Anyways, I'll be really happy if we can fix a quick day for our date. I have t
PAMELA’S POVUgh! This stinks as hell! I covered my nose as the stench of the abandoned house filled my nose and for the hundredth time, I cursed that bitch for taking my life away from me. Goodness! How did I end up here in the first place? I glanced around my environment and boy, was I irritated? That would be an understatement. There's so much to do yet the only thing I wanted was to lay in Brent's arms all day. I was contemplating leaving the house like this for a while until a big perched on my neck and buzzed in my ear, causing me to scream and fall over dome of the other dirty, nasty and smelly things. Uh uh, no, I can't leave it this way. I packed my luggage to a corner that was barely affected by the dirt in the house. After that, I proceeded to clean the house as much as I could. Everything was dirty and filled with the stench of loneliness and abandonment. The cushion had molds all over it while the center table and fan were covered in dust. I noticed a spider's web in
PRISCILLA’S POVOh God! I should've known! I found myself regretting it after listening to Aiden’s account of what happened at the park. Avery didn't say anything, probably because she felt bad for Brent but he still was the adult and should've remained in charge. I can't believe I let him take them out just once and he screwed up the entire thing. What if she had gotten into a bigger accident? What if she was being bullied? I pushed back the tears that threatened to spill because I couldn't let the kids see me crying. After applying first aid on her bruise, I ushered them upstairs but not without letting them say their goodbyes to Brent, because it would surely be a while before they get to go out with him like this again. He gave me an apologetic look after they left but that wasn't going to solve anything, in fact, it made things worse. The fact that he knew he should've been on his guards around them and failed to do so was just disappointing. I pulled him to the kitchen to pour