(Jessamine’s POV)“Hi,” Aideen greeted me, glancing at his wristwatch.He walked out of the bathroom looking like a Greek god who had just finished bathing in the fountain of youth. He stopped walking and stood still instead of advancing toward the closet. “Hi!” I smiled nervously, glancing at the towel wrapped around his hips. I didn’t need to ask for the time. It was past three in the afternoon, and I had just returned after I left early this morning. I could read the worry in his eyes because he had called and sent me text messages about my whereabouts, but I spent most of my time at the lake, crying instead of calling him back or replying to him.“I’m sorry for not answering you. I was at the lake in Adilene’s. Reflecting,” I explained, placing the formal dresses on the bed. “Reflecting?” His eyes narrowed, asking in a suspicious tone. “Reflecting about what?”My lips twitched, smiling nervously. “I’m seeing my Mom later. She’ll…” I closed my eyes, breathing deeply.“Jess, are
(Aiden’s POV)Sasha had forgotten to give me a heads-up about Coleen’s birthday party. Like Jessamine, she was probably not expecting this family affair would be grandly celebrated in a five-star hotel. It was a surprise, after all.Benjamin kept his mouth shut. Benedict and Shayla smiled, hiding their amusement. Colleen did not say anything, but her eyes showed a bit of disappointment. She was supposed to be the center of attention, the most beautiful woman in her birthday celebration… until we arrived at the hotel. Sonia would probably ask her daughter to change her dress if not for the guests. My fiancée was more beautiful and elegantly dressed in her borrowed evening gown than the celebrant. As Sonia kissed her daughter on the cheek, she grabbed her arm firmly and whispered something to her. After that, Jessamine tried to avoid being seen in the crowd unless someone from the relatives asked for her or the photographer had to take pictures of the whole family.I sighed, returning
(Aiden’s POV)“Do we really have to go here, Aiden?” Jessamine pouted, stepping back when the elevator door opened. “Can’t we just go home? I’m tired.”Benedict sent me a message telling me to go to the family room they booked instead of returning to the function room. He may not tell me, but the tone of his message told me Sonia was furious with us for leaving the party.It was on the seventh floor, so the time for this long discussion about going there or home was insufficient. We needed a hundred-floor building, then maybe we could decide without making her mad at me.“Aiden…” She whimpered, not moving inside the lift as if her feet got stuck on its floor.“Yes,” I said firmly, pressing the hold button. “We have to see your mother. I had to talk to your parents. We can’t be engaged, planning the wedding without them knowing. After that, we’ll go home.”“Aiden,” she grabbed my arm, stopping me from walking. “We haven’t exactly planned our wedding.”Jessamine stared at me, her eyes w
(Aiden’s POV)Gasps escaped our mouths when Sonia lifted her hand, slapping Jessamine in the face.“Why do you always have to do this, Jessamine?” Sonia’s body was shivering in anger.Benjamin dashed to her when she raised her hands, attempting to grab her daughter.“Stop it now, Sonia,” Benjamin shouted, perhaps the first in so many years of their married life because his wife’s eyes widened, shocked at him for raising his voice at her.“Stop it?” As if she fell apart, she cried and turned to me. “You knocked up my daughter without thinking of your future together? How will you raise your family? You don’t even have a job!” she snarled. "How will you feed my daughter?"I opened my mouth, but Benedict, standing behind his mother, shook his head, stopping me from answering. I closed my mouth, pressing my lips tightly.“You chose this perfect day to get back on me,” Sonia whimpered, clutching her chest and turning back to us. “Sonia,” Benjamin murmured worriedly and dashed to her side
(Aiden’s POV)“God, you scared me,” Deborah jolted after turning the lights on; her hand was still on the switch.She stepped back, startled when she saw Jessamine and me sitting in the dark kitchen. Her face was filled with questions, switching her gaze from her housemate to me as she walked toward the refrigerator to get bottled water, then leaned behind my back.“Now, you’re really scaring me,” she murmured, her eyes on Jessamine. “She’s still breathing, right?”“What happened?” Xavier asked, glancing at the time on the wall clock, and squinted to see it was only three in the morning.He walked toward Deborah and took the bottled water from her. Like her fiancée, his eyes did not leave her even when he drank water.I sighed, unsure where to start or how to tell them she had returned the engagement ring and broken up with me. If I weren’t worried about us getting into an accident, I would have wanted to cry with her on our way home. When we entered her apartment, she went straight t
(Jessamine’s POV)“Jess!”There was horror in Aiden’s voice when he grabbed my shoulders. He was trembling as his hands lowered, scanning me quickly and grazing my arms. He seemed to stop breathing when his hands reached my hips.“The baby,” he murmured, parting his lips as if filling his lungs with air. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” His eyes were wide as he asked.“I’m okay,” Vincent groaned and chuckled as he answered, raising his hand, hoping Aiden would help him stand. “I’m…”He winced when he didn’t. Aiden stood before me; his eyes were wide open, still looking shocked even when they all learned I was not the one who slipped and got hurt. I wondered if his heart ceased to beat and why his eyes were pinned on my belly.“Thanks,” he said, forcing a smile on Xavier, who took his hand.“Vincent, what are you doing at this hour?” Deborah asked as she hung the sweater on my shoulders.“Are you okay?” My heart still hammered in my chest, terrified after seeing him trip and fall.“Yeah,
(Jessamine’s POV)“Colleen,” Shayla hissed, grabbing her sister’s elbow.Colleen brushed off her hand and walked toward me. My body jerked when she grabbed my hand and pulled me to her, hugging her.“You must feel terrible, Jessie,” she whispered, soothing my back lovingly. “I’m glad you finally had that courage to tell Mom how you feel.”“Hey!” I eased back, my lips pouting at her. “Just feel bad about me, okay?” I sniffled, wiping the tears escaping from the corners of my eyes.“And what? So…You’ll feel more guilty? You’ll feel… bad about everything?” Her eyebrows raised, crossing her arms on her chest. “Na-ah, sister! We’ve all been waiting for this day to happen that you’ll have the courage to tell Mom how you feel and you know… not just bow at everything she tells you to do.”“I never do what she wants me to do,” I pointed out.“That’s why we envy you. You can do that, and we can’t,” cut Shyla, rolling her eyes.“I’m still upset with you, though!” Colleen pouted her thin lips and
(Aiden’s POV) The throbbing pain cracking my brain woke me up, not Charlie licking my face. I groaned, pushing the puppy’s face away, and rolled to the other side. Charlie jumped out of bed, maybe finding my cheeks less interesting, and turned his attention to Jessamine’s shoes. The sunlight peering the room through the window told me it was two or probably three in the afternoon, but it was the least of my concern. “Argh!” I massaged my forehead, lowering my gaze as I tried to remember how I got myself on the pull-out bed or why I was in my pajamas. All I recalled was that after what had happened in the hospital room, Benedict went with us to the apartment after Jessamine sobbed nonstop in the waiting area as if her mother had died. Then Xavier invited us for a drink, but I did not have a can of beer like them. I had a whole bottle of whiskey for myself. Was it one? Or two? Sonia made it clear last night that she didn’t want me for her daughter, but what was unfair to us was her h