Ethan’s POV “Darling I am home!” I shouted as soon as I entered the house.I was met with silence. Could it be that Alexia has already fallen asleep? I wondered as I kept my briefcase on the table and took the stairs two at a time as I bounded up to our bedroom. Twisting the knob and pushing the door open, my gaze goes straight to the bed which has been properly made but very empty. I immediately became pensive as all manner of frantic thoughts whirled around my head.I ran down the stairs as I head for the kitchen “Elsie!” I bellowed frantically before I could even round the corner to the kitchen.“I'm coming!” She yelled as she came running to meet midway. She looked startled as she nervously straightened her apron that was askew and wasn't that flour sticking to her cheeks? I guess she was probably fixing dinner when my call interrupted her. I know I should feel bad about that, but I subconsciously waved the errant thought away as I focused on the reason I called her in the fi
Alexia’s POV “Wow! You are home already! This way before your closing time.” I responded to Ethan after he had me make numerous guesses “Yes I am. I wanted to spend some quality time with my wife so I wrapped up my work at the office and rushed home, only to see that my beloved wife isn't home like I thought.” Ethan answered. I can't see him, but I know he is probably pouting on the other side of the line.“I am sorry about that. I was bored with being holed up in the house for a week and I also missed spending some time with my girls which was why when Stacey called, I had to jump on the opportunity to get some air.”“It's good that you spent time with your friends, but hope you are coming home soon because your very in love with you husband, misses you and wants you for himself.” He said, making me laugh at how possessive he sounds. Stacey, who has apparently been eavesdropping on our conversation while pretending to be pressing her phone, turned to roll her eyes at me mouthing s
Ethan's POV I stood in the sleek, modern car dealership house I usually get all my cars from. It was late, but because the manager is one of my business associates, all I needed to do was give him a call to let him know I was coming over.The initial plan was to get the car tomorrow, but I was restless while waiting for Alexia to get back from her hang out so I decided to make good use of the time by heading here.It's been more than 15 minutes since Jeff texted me that they were on their way. My eyes darted nervously from the rows of gleaming cars to the glass doors. The beautiful fluorescent lights hung around the shop reflected off the polished chrome of the newest 2024 models of cars. I wanted a brand new model, something special for the most special person in my life. I adjusted my watch for the third time in five minutes and ran a hand through my hair, pacing from one end of the shop to the other. They should be here already, I thought, feeling antsy.Today had to be perfect.
Alexia's POV Today is my first birthday as Mrs Blackwoods, was the first thought that flickered into my mind as I blinked awake, my eyes adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. I yawned and rubbed my swollen belly, feeling the gentle stir of the babies within me. One of them gave me a hard push and I winced slightly. They've been kicking harder since I entered my third trimester.I slept so deeply last night after the hectic day I had yesterday. I smiled ruefully as I remembered my surprise birthday car. I can't wait to deliver my babies so I can finally be allowed to drive the beauty.I turned to the other side of the bed, knowing I wouldn't find my husband. Hmm, calling Ethan's husband even after a year still sounds surreal.Ethan's side of the bed was empty and cold. I am sure he left for work already. One would think he would at least wait until I wake up before going to work today since today is my birthday. I sighed and pushed myself up slowly, fee
Ethan's POV “Mr Blackwoods, can I have a minute of your time?” A voice said behind me. I turned to see that it was the Attorney representing Kenneth in the case. He was hurrying to me looking rattled.I paused to wait for him to catch up with me as I discreetly checked my wristwatch for my time.Today was Kenneth's case and I just came out of the courtroom. I decided to attend today's court sitting. I haven't been present in all the previous court proceedings, just letting the legal department do their thing.However since the matter was adjoined to today, for the prosecution and defense to close their case, I thought it wouldn't hurt to attend court. Besides I was one of the witnesses who gave their evidence today.As he got closer, I made sure to maintain an expression of a perfect mask of icy calm that concealed the storm brewing beneath. The journalists who had been waiting on the sidelines bidding for an opportunity to interview me, seeing me standing, suddenly rushed forward,
Ethan's POV “If you must know,my marriage to Alexia may have started with a contract, but we fell in love along the way. I love her and her alone and I have no intention presently or in the future to ever divorce her.” I gritted out.My gaze going from one journalist to the other, daring any of them to challenge or make snide remarks about what I just said or make a half ass remark about it. Wisely they all kept their mouth shut.“As for Linda, she is not my lover, and contrary to whatever sources you got your information from, if the slightest chance she is actually pregnant, I assure you, I am not the father of her baby.” I said. “Thank you for answering my questions Mr Blackwoods.” Selena Martins stated. I gave a half hearted nod, intending to get turn and get into my car, when a hand waved frantically from the back of the mob, trying to get my attention.I decided answering one more question wouldn't hurt, after all they have been here all day just to get what to report about to
Ethan's POV How in the world do prisoners cope in this confined place? I wondered as I walked down the narrow hallway of the county jail, the sterile clang of iron and the cold hum of fluorescent lights filled the empty corridor.One of the prison guards walks beside me as he escorts me to the visitors' area. The heavy steel door buzzed open as he stepped inside, before beckoning on me to follow. I stepped inside and my gaze immediately found the object of this visit.There, behind the scratched plexiglass partition, sat Kenneth. He looked gaunt, his once-polished appearance now frayed, with dark circles shadowing his eyes. The part of me that wants revenge can't help but be excited at his obvious suffering.I took a seat directly opposite him and just stared at my backstabbing, sabotaging cousin. We didn’t speak immediately, letting the weight of silence settle between them. When the silence became somewhat unbearable, Kenneth finally cleared his throat, seeming uncomfortable as h
Alexia’s POV I never knew shopping for a baby nursery could be so much fun, I thought as I strolled through the upscale mall’s baby boutique Stacey insisted we visit. I ran a hand gently over the soft fabric of a tiny onesie that had caught my eyes the very moment we entered this aisle, smiling as I imagined my unborn twins wearing it. “That is beautiful. We are getting it.” Stacey said coming over to stand beside me, holding what looked like a doll in her hands. With the rate she is insisting we get whatever catches her fancy I am very certain that by the time this shopping spree comes to an end, we may need an extra hand to help us get everything we buy loaded into the car. “What are those things in your hands?” I asked pointedly ignoring her comment about getting the onesies. I already knew I wasn't leaving this mall without them. “They are baby dolls of course.” She drawled like I was dumb for asking. “I know they are baby dolls. What I mean is why do my babies need dolls