Okay, that was a pretty long break right? I apologize (lol) I'm back from my trip and it was so stressful, I barely had time to sleep... So, how was this chapter? I'm so glad they are back together but do you think they would last this time? What hurdles do you think they would face again? I hope none,(evil smile) Anyway, stay tuned for more and please keep your reviews, likes and comments keep coming, they are a huge support to me. Thank you all in advance...
“Ethan, drop that now. That is not a toy for kids,” I whisper-yelled at the man beside me who decided pepper spray was a good toy for a kid.“But what if they need to protect themselves,” he defended making me roll my eyes.“Yeah, because children of three to seven are the best at handling such things. They would just go around spraying it into their eyes for fun. Now drop it,” I replied with my hands on my waist.It’s been two weeks since we got back together and since Ethan was leaving soon, we decided to go to an orphanage today. His assistant called to tell him there was an urgent need for his presence on a contract that didn’t want to go through.“All right, what about this?” he asked while holding up a slingshot toy.“No, Ethan, what if they start slinging stones at each other,” I sighed.“Well, I’m clearly out of my league here,” he ran a hand through his face, making me chuckle. I left the basket and went to his side, before grabbing a stuffed teddy bear and holding it out for
We do things in the name of loveGood things surpass the bad...We make dreams come true,In the name of love. ©Oluwatoyosi Precious POV Five months have passed since Ethan and I got back together and it has been total bliss. I joined him in New York to surprise him two months ago along with Funke because according to her, she can't stay without Joel, and honestly, neither could I stay away from Ethan. My parents were the ones that suggested I leave the house for them. Let's just say Ethan loved the surprise. We decided to keep staying at our apartment. I started working for a chocolate factory called 'Godiver Chocolatier' and although my boss was an arrogant oversized jerk, I still loved the fact that I helped process chocolates. I've always worked in the agriculture sector or the beverage sector but it pleased me to be working in a chocolate factory. It felt new and challenging. When I first went for my interview with the CEO, I didn't understand why he was the one to employ but
I took it out of my bag and checked the caller ID. I picked it up immediately and sighed tiredly."Ethan White, what's all this about?" I asked sharply. Don't get me wrong, I love the treatment but I just wanted to sleep."Relax babe, just enjoy it. I'll pick you up by 7:30 pm." He said quickly and hung up. Huh, the nerve. Before I could call him back, Liya grabbed my hand into a dresser and gave me various gowns to test out.After changing and changing, I finally found the dress. It was a short silver backless gown.We went over to the counter but were told that everything was already paid for.What the heck is going on, seriously?We finally pulled up at my apartment and I rushed out to unlock the door. I rushed inside my room with my shopping bag in tow and fell face-first unto the bed."Precious, don't be lazy and go shower. You have an hour to get dressed before Ethan picks you up," Funke said, dragging my ass out of bed. I groaned out loud only for it to come out muffled but I s
We reached the roof and I gasped. The roof was dimly lit, with balloons hanging in the hair, a small jazz band playing in the background, and a table for two. "C'mon, let's eat" Ethan whispered into my ear snapping me out of my gaze. I followed him speechless to the table. He brought out the chair for me and I sat down. A waiter came and served our food, oh my God. It was my favorite food. Pounded yam and Egusi soup. "Oh my God, Ethan, this is perfect" I gushed out while he smiled and washed his hands. I joined him and started eating. “Where did you get the jazz band?” I asked seriously. “Joel found them and thought I should serenade you with it,” he shrugged as I snickered. “Whoa, I’ve never understood jazz music but this is beautiful,” I replied, with a small smile. “Wait a minute, I saw Mr. Davis storming into the office this afternoon. He looked so mad. Have they processed his arrest warrant?" I asked as I suddenly remembered/ “Yeah, I’m sure he was escorted by the police,”
I stirred slightly to the ray of light peeking through my brown curtain and groaned. I turned my body till I was resting on my left side and covered my face with a pillow to stop the sunlight from waking me up. Before I could go any deeper into the second round of sleep, my alarm blared. The song "Rewrite the stars" by Anne-Marrie and James Author played loudly causing me to snap the sleep off my face and stand up.I turned off the alarm and did my morning prayers. Once I was done, I replayed the alarm song and sang along as I arranged my bed and picked out my clothes for the day.Today’s my first day at work as the chairwoman of Godiver Chocolatier Factory and to say I was nervous would be an understatement.Ethan and I spent yesterday going over the transfer of name and property files and everything that had to do with the legal ownership of the company. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I remembered how the board stared at me like I didn’t deserve my position and honestly, I also t
We got to the company after thirty minutes because we had to drop off Funke at her workplace. She worked as a lab analyst for a food research and laboratory company that dealt with everything analytical about processed food.Bundles of nerves erupted in my stomach making me thankful that I hadn’t eaten anything for breakfast. Ethan and I, along with a bunch of lawyers, may have settled everything legally, but I still felt nervous.“No! I can do this,” I whispered as Luke opened the car door for me.I rubbed my clammy hands on my handkerchief and stepped out with a sigh.“Good luck, Madam,” Luke said making a small smile appear on my lips.“Thank you,” I replied sincerely and checked the time to see that it was 7:45 am before walking into the building.As soon as I stepped in, all employees including security that passed by stopped for a few seconds to greet me. It was the “It’s the chairman” kind of greeting but at least everyone had a real smile on their faces when they saw me.“At l
“So, why are the reports of the proximate analysis not among the documents here?” I asked and trained my eyes on the blonde, probably 6 ft tall man standing behind the small wooden podium.“We haven’t completed the analysis yet. We are still considering other options,” another man, who had brown hair and was clad in an all-black suit outfit, that made me wonder how he wasn’t hot, said with a smug look on his face.Hmm, a douchebag.“Let me see if I get this right. Do you mean to tell me that the chocolate-coated potato chips project that was authorized by Mr. Davis three months ago hasn’t gotten anywhere in terms of laboratory analytical data and that you all are still considering other options that are in turn delaying further commencement of the project? Did I get that right?” I watched as the brown-haired man flinched at my eerily calm tone.At least it wiped the smug look off his face.“We still do not think it is the best project for the upcoming fall season,” the blondie said, a
By the time I was done with my work for the day, it was almost 6 pm and I was more than ready to get out of this place. I was tired, hungry, and sleepy and couldn’t decide whether to get take out or just sleep off.I sighed, pushed back the leather chair, picked up my coat and bag, and walked out of my office.The floor was empty because I had asked Brooklyn to get off, at her normal leaving time and that was two hours ago. I talked to Ethan during lunch but I would have to call him when I get home. Entering the elevator, I pressed the ground floor button and got a ping on my phone.“Are you done with work?” A smile lit my face at Ethan’s text.“Yeah, leaving already,”I replied and closed my eyes for a bit. The elevator opened just as I got another ping.“I miss you,” My heart fluttered. I had been so busy with work that the only time we met was when he made the effort to come by my apartment and make me his mum’s famous pancakes.“Not as much as I miss you,” It was true. I missed