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Three Months LaterSarina"Where are we, Maximus?" I asked, confused. My eyes were covered with a blindfold that my husband put on me an hour after our car started moving away from the house.I felt the car stop, and my husband helped me out, holding my hand as we walked somewhere I couldn't guess. But I was sure we were inside a building because of the cold breeze that I knew came from the conditioner."Just wait, my wife, we're almost there." Even though he couldn't see my eyes because of the blindfold, I still rolled them at him. I don't know what came to his mind that he's doing this."Why do you have to do this? You're so dramatic," I complained. "It's hurting my eyes, you know!""Sorry, my wife. Do you want me to loosen it a bit?" he asked, and then I heard the sound of an elevator. We walked a bit more before stopping and standing still."Why don't you just take it off?" I asked, feeling his hand on my waist gently caressing my sides."Just a little more; we're almost there." He
SarinaUntil now, I still feel like I'm floating in the clouds because of Maximus' proposal. Deep inside, I know I'm just a simple person, content with simple things. I'm poor, and there's a vast gap between me and my husband. But he did everything to bridge the two worlds no one thought would ever meet.Maximus didn't even let me dress up nicely when he proposed to me a week ago. I had no idea that, at that very moment, our wedding preparations were already underway. And now, here I am at the Sarina Hotel and Casino, along with our families, for our big day.Thanks to this day's joy, all the bad things that happened in my life disappeared like bubbles. I'm staying in the most expensive hotel suite courtesy of my beloved husband. Where else would he put me but in the best because, according to him, I'm his queen, and he's offering me everything, including his life?"Wow! Is that me?" I asked the stylist after seeing my reflection in the mirror. "I look so beautiful! You're amazing!" I
A year has passed..."Are you happy, my wife?" Maximus asked as he embraced me from behind. I tilted my head to look at him and smiled."Very much, my husband. My happiness has no limits," I answered honestly. Exactly one year after our wedding, we were again in Las Vegas, this time with our kids, Chase, and our youngest, Chastity, who was almost eight months old.We were staying in a luxury hotel room. Our children and their nanny were in their room, while my husband and I were alone. We were on the balcony, having just finished an intimate moment, watching the beautiful lights of the buildings around the hotel.Unlike our first visit, we flew on our own plane. Maximus was so traumatized by what happened to me before, so he made sure we had our own aircraft. He said his fear and worry tripled, especially since we now had two children he wanted to protect. It wasn't about being extravagant, but now we could bring anyone we wanted when we traveled abroad."Just tell me anything you want
7 Years Later…SarinaI never thought Maximus would make it real— that we would have many children. After our second child, Chastity turned one, I gave birth year after year. Now, our youngest, Chandler, just celebrated his first birthday.Maximus is still the same as before when it comes to his work. So, he was even more successful, especially with the hotel, resort, and casino. He still tries to come home early to spend time with me and the kids.Everything seems fine, and I’m happy—our family is happy. But I don’t know why there is a part of me that feels uneasy. I often get angry for no reason, and sometimes, I see the frustration on my husband’s face. I don’t know; maybe it’s just me.I try to hide these feelings because of our kids, especially since I’m still breastfeeding our youngest. With the children coming one after the other, I couldn’t return to work or pursue my dream of becoming a doctor. How could I when eight children need me all at once?We have nannies, but I can’t f
Sarina"Mommyyyy!!!" screamed my seven-year-old daughter, Chastity, as she ran towards me, crying. I was in the kitchen preparing snacks for them, so I left them in the living room with their nannies for a while."What's wrong, honey?" I asked worriedly."Channing keeps bullying me…" she complained, still in tears. Looking behind her, I saw my third child, who was about to turn six and is currently in grade one, scratching his head."What did you do to your sister, honey?" I asked him, motioning for him to come closer, which he did."I just told her that she doesn't look like us." I wanted to be angry at him, but I held back because I knew he was just a child and was only saying what he observed.In truth, Chastity is my exact replica. How I looked when I was young is exactly how she looks now—very different from how I look today. Meanwhile, all seven sons look like Maximus, so maybe that's why Channing thinks his sister doesn't look like anyone in the family.I took both of them by th
Sarina"Ma’am Sarina, are you okay?" I looked at Lisa, who was staring intently at me. Beside her were Rocel and Nanny Rowena, who used to be Chase's nanny and was now holding Chandler. They had their furrowed brows as they stared at me."Huh? Oh, yes, I'm okay." I smiled at them because they seemed worried about me. "Did you say something?" I asked."Rowena said she's going to take Chandler upstairs, along with Chanton and Chansen, to bathe them," she said."Oh, okay, Rowena. Thank you very much." The nanny nodded and smiled before leaving us. My sixth and seventh children were in the living room with another nanny, so she would pass by there. Chase, Chastity, Channing, Chanden, and Chancy were all in school. On mornings like this, it's usually just us left in the house."Ma'am Sarina, is something bothering you?" Lisa asked after Rocel also left us. She sat on a stool beside mine, and we were in the kitchen."Why do you ask?""I've noticed that something seems different about you. Yo
Sarina“Ma’am Sarina, please sit down and join them for breakfast. I’ll take care of whatever’s missing from the table,” said Rocel.“That’s right, Ma’am. We’ll handle packing their lunches, too,” added Lisa.“My wife, come here and eat. Once the three wake up, you won’t be able to eat properly again.” I smiled at my husband and sat beside him, starting to put food on his plate, but he stopped me.“What are you doing?” I asked, confused.“I told you to eat, not to take care of me or the kids.” As Maximus said this, he began putting food on my plate, which brought tears to my eyes.“Why are you teary, Mom?” asked Chastity.“Huh?” I said, surprised, and then smiled.“Because your daddy is so sweet. I was touched.” My children smiled at me, and I didn’t realize that Maximus had been watching me.“Is something wrong, my wife?” he asked.“Huh? No, nothing.” I stroked his cheek and smiled. I noticed him taking a deep breath before nodding, turning to the kids, and saying grace. We ate withou
SarinaI pretended I didn’t see anything because I didn’t want to entertain whatever was going through my mind. I walked out of the bathroom, carrying the clothes Maximus had taken off. My eyes quickly glanced at him, and just like before I went in, he was still holding his cell phone, looking at something that seemed important. Now and then, I’d catch him frowning before breaking into a wide smile.I walked over to the laundry bin and put on my nightgown. As usual, I went to the dresser to dry my hair.Sitting down, I looked in the mirror, took a deep breath, and began to comb my hair. I grabbed the hair dryer and turned it on, filling the quiet room with its noise. I glanced at Maximus through the reflection, but he remained focused on his phone. I figured he wouldn’t notice me, so I just continued what I was doing.I walked toward the bed and lay down beside him. Still, he didn’t acknowledge me or even glance my way, busy as he was with his phone. I was about to ask him something, b