Eduardo’s POV “You know what,” Jocelyn said. “Nevermind, it's none of my business. I don't care.” Although her nonchalance broke my heart, I tried not to show it. “What are you doing here, Mr Edardo?” Henry asked, as he regarded me closely. Our son. Henry was really our son. Jocelyn and I truly had a connection that was greater than everything; we had an adorable little boy together. “Actually, Henry,” I started. “I live here now and I've been living here for the past three days. Do you live here too?” “Oh, cut it out, actor of the year,” Jocelyn snapped. “We both know the reason why you moved here.” “A renovation is being done on my house at the moment and I had nowhere else to go,” I fibbed. “Thus you decided to move to the exact place where I live. Do you even know how odd that sounds?” Jocelyn scoffed, shaking her head as one would a petulant child. I had less than five months to win her back, and I had barely made progress. But something in me was confident that
Jocelyn’s POV “I don't get why you're so worried about this, Amelia,” I huffed as Amelia and I entered my office. “It's just work. Nothing more.” “While I trust your judgment, I don't exactly trust that Eduardo Lopez. What if he tries to do something weird since you will both be alone?” Amelia countered, and I sighed, mulling over the possibility of that happening. Right now, Eduardo was the person I hated most in my life, and I would be the stupidest woman on earth to allow myself to get carried away by his suave charm. Like hell no, I didn't care about him in that way at all. I didn't spend my free time thinking about how larger his biceps had become or how sexy his undercut was. Hell to the fucking no. Get it together, Josie and stop thirsting over that man, I chided myself harshly. The reason why Amelia was so worried was because today was the day that Eduardo and I would decide on the official name and concept of our joint business venture, and Eduardo had offered
Jocelyn’s POV “You look absolutely ravishing, babes,” Nancy beamed as I trekked downstairs. “Damien will not be able to take his eyes off you throughout your date.” A dull yet wrenching feeling crept into my heart at her utterance but I pushed it down and returned her smile. “Really?” I asked, twirling around. “Yes, the teal really compliments your porcelain skin,” Nancy reassured. “And the diamond earrings were made for you and you only. I've never seen a more perfect hairdo than this french bun.” She gestured to my hair. “You're too kind with compliments.” I grinned, to which she chuckled. “I'm being tame with it, honestly,” She responded, holding my hands. “Babes, it's your first date in almost a decade and I wish you nothing but luck. Damien is nothing short of a nice guy unlike that jerk.” I swallowed harshly as the memory of the kiss that almost happened between Eduardo and I yesterday, strayed into mind, sending vibrating sensations down my crotch. As much as I
Jocelyn’s POV Exhaling heavily, I removed the last of the three grocery bags in my car trunk then stood with my hands akimbo, wondering how I was supposed to take them up to my condo.I had called Nancy for help as she was currently at my place babysitting Henry, but she wasn't picking up, so I had sent a text to her which was still left on delivered.“Where are you, Nan?” I mumbled to myself as I raked my fingers through my hair.“Hey, can I help?” The deep baritone of the bane of my existence wafted into my ears from behind, causing me to flap my eyes shut, as my temples pounded with a looming headache.Squeezing my eyes open, I threw him an expressionless look. “No, it's fine. I can manage.”Huffing, Eduardo walked up to me in a casual outfit, consisting of a pair of black sweatpants with a black tank top, leaving his big, toned muscles on shameless display.He had probably gone for a morning jog, my mind unhelpfully supplied, as I noticed his running shoes plus the way the tank t
Jocelyn's POV “Mummy, can I help?” Henry asked, as I swept the floor with a vacuum cleaner. “No, sweetheart. Thank you,” I darted him a smile before switching off the device and returning it to its designated spot, by the door.Today was Sunday–a free day for the both of us, and as usual, my plan was to spend some quality time with Henry.Afterward, I sat on the couch beside him to watch his favorite cartoon, Alvin and the chipmunks, with him. Just then a staggering headache gripped the back of my head, almost snapping it into half, and I winced, as I caressed the site of the ache, while inwardly willing it away.Fortunately, the pain dissipated in minutes and I was able to concentrate on watching the cartoon.“Mummy, can I ask you a question?” Henry suddenly averted his concentration on me, which startled me, but I nodded anyway.“Yes, baby. Ask away.”“Promise me you won't get mad,” He pouted. “It's about Mr Edardo.”At the mention of his name, my heart leapt with something inexp
Jocelyn's POV “How many babies do you want us to have?” Eduardo asked, as we strolled along a beach in Greece, hands intertwined.We were currently there on our honeymoon, and I was having the best time of my life, with the man who loved me more than anything in this world.“I don't know,” I shrugged. “But I want to have chunky and adorable babies.”“Oh, yeah?” Eduardo chuckled, and I beamed, nodding. “That's cute, me too. In all honesty, your choice is what matters since you're the one that'd be carrying the babies. And if you don't want kids too, that’s totally fine by me.”As I opened my mouth to respond, a ray of white light suddenly overshadowed us, and I woke up with a start in a hospital bed.Looking around, I saw Eduardo and Henry sitting on the couch beside my bed, which made me frown in confusion and disbelief.Was I still dreaming?Just then, Eduardo noticed me and his face relaxed in relief, as he stood up and walked over to me.“You're finally awake. How are you feeling
Jocelyn’s POV “How are you feeling now, babe?” Nancy asked, caressing my face, her expression sullen. “I feel good already and can't wait to be discharged,” I said, and she sighed. “I'm honestly fine, Nancy. You don't have to beat yourself up over nothing.”“This isn't nothing, Josie,” Nancy argued, shaking her head in negation. “What if that jerk wasn't around to help?”“But he was and nothing bad happened,” I countered softly. “It's all in the past now. Let's just focus on the positive side, alright?”Heaving a huge sigh, Nancy nodded. “Alright, Josie.”Just then, a knock came on the door followed by Henry's heartwarming giggles.“They are back from the canteen,” I uttered, as the door creaked open and Damien walked in, holding Henry 's hand.On seeing me, Henry's smile widened. “Mummy!”Making grabby hands at him, I smiled back. “Welcome back, my love. What did you eat?”“Mr Damien and I had rice with buffalo stew,” He explained, sitting on the empty part of my bed. “And it taste
Eduardo’s POVHeat stirred in my groins as Jocelyn whimpered into the kiss and flapped her eyes shut, melting into the thrilling bliss of our lips dancing the age-long dance of passion.Restraining myself from taking things a notch further, I withdrew from the kiss and gazed into her eyes, searching for a sign of anger.However, it had now been replaced with a fiery fire of lustful impatience as she stared back at me, eyes big and brown, and lips pink and moist.Before I could utter a word, Jocelyn drew me close and sealed her lips over mine, hands clinging onto my chest for dear life.The heat in my groins had now caused my cock to harden painfully in my pants, and I was immensely desperate for a gratifying release.At that moment, holding and kissing Jocelyn felt surreal, however the hardness in my pants said otherwise.“Fuck,” I muttered into the kiss as Jocelyn moaned.Pulling away from the kiss, I sealed my lips to the soft skin of her neck and littered passionate kisses down her
Jocelyn’s POV I woke up to the sound of machines beeping next to me.As I winked an eye open, a tangy antiseptic smell infiltrated my line of smell, causing me to scrunch my nose in distaste for a moment.After a while, I squeezed my eyes open and squinted instantly as sunlight diffracted through the window panes, into my eyes.Looking around, I realized that I was in a hospital room, and also experiencing numbness from my waist down which made me put two and two together as I stared at my moderately big stomach.Melon was out.I managed a weak smile as I clasped my hands together before something clicked in my head.My baby wasn't with me.As I made to rip the IV off my wrist and go in search of a doctor, the door opened and my obstetrician, Dr Wineheart, walked in, clad in grey scrubs.“You are finally awake,” He said. “Welcome back to life.”“Thanks,” I replied. “Where's my baby?”Sure, I had managed to get over the trauma of losing a child the first and second time, but I knew I
Jocelyn’s POV “I’m seeing someone,” Ivy uttered, as she took her seat beside me, a simmering cup of ginger tea in her hold. “He's also a doctor. He was recently transferred here from Norway.”“Finally,” I squeaked, clapping my hands together in excitement.“I have to get over Brian somehow, don't I?” She shrugged then took a sip of tea.“Hold on, you are using the new guy as a rebound?” I asked. “Really, Ivy?”“Don't judge me,” Ivy sighed, throwing her hands in surrender. “In all honesty, he's not a rebound because I kind of like him too. He's funny, tall, and handsome.”For peace to reign, I decided against pushing the subject further and instead remain on the current topic which was the new guy.“So how and when did he ask you out?”“Three days ago after we finished a surgery together,” Ivy chuckled. “A romantic to the core, isn't he?”“I guess he is in a way,” I replied.“He told me he got an epiphany during the surgery and realized that life was too short to keep one's feelings h
Jocelyn’s POV As I flipped through the pages of a maternity book, a knock came on the door of the bedroom before Eduardo let himself in, a smile playing on his handsome face.“Hi, baby. How are you?” He asked, walking over to press a kiss to my lips and forehead.“Good,” I replied, rubbing my gargantuan belly. “The baby is kicking gently today which is quite surprising. If I didn't have an experience with pregnancy, I would have asked you to drive me to the hospital, so we could get her checked.”I was currently in the seventh month and last trimester of my pregnancy, and as much as I loved my unborn baby girl, I couldn't wait for it to come out.Last week, I had found out that I was having a girl via the surprise baby shower Amelia and Ivy had thrown me and I was very excited to meet my little baby girl.However, being cooped up at home for the past three months could be sickening and frustrating because I was always alone in the house.Three months ago during an appointment with my
Eduardo’s POV Leaning against the doorway of our bedroom, I observed Jocelyn as she laid, cocooned in the blanket, face scrunched up in displeasure and possible ache, which she wouldn't admit.She had been like that for the past five hours and it was currently ten in the morning.I had come home last night to meet Ivy having dinner with the kids and Jocelyn copoed up in bed, burning hot with a temperature.All my efforts to get her to go to the hospital had been in vain, as she had vehemently stated she was fine and didn't need to be assessed by a doctor.Right now, as I looked at her, I mentally admonished myself for listening to her last night, instead of doing a better job of persuading her to see a doctor.“That does it, baby. We are going to the hospital,” I said, and watched her try but fail to sit up.I was instantly at her side, propping a pillow behind her and covering her with the blanket.“Thanks, Ed,” She said then sneezed into the handkerchief in her hand. “I don't need
Jocelyn’s POV I winced as the back of my head tightened with an excruciating ache, stifling the urge to groan in pain.“The sales memo and the quarterly report were thoroughly reviewed and evaluated by me yesterday, so everything should be perfect,” The team leader of sales department, Micheal Gould, said into the microphone, aggravating my migraine.“Okay, that's good.’ I forced myself to say, balling my hands into fists and placing it on my lap.I couldn't help but wonder why I had such a bad headache that afternoon, as the voices in the conference room blurred, and the sound of my heart thumping filled my ears.My mouth was hot, my lips numb, and my body warm as the ache intensified.I had woken up hale and hearty today, excited for the start of a new work week, and mine and Eduardo's impending dinner that was supposed to happen later today.But given how I seemed to have fallen ill all of a sudden, I knew the dinner would likely not happen anymore.The mere thought of it was beyo
Eduardo’s POV “It's been less than a year since I left yet it feels like a decade has passed,” Jocelyn said, one hand out of the window and her eyes squeezed shut as the wind tousled her long, auburn hair.Even though she couldn't see it, I darted her a smirk before turning my attention to the road.We were currently in Australia for the week, as Henry and Olivia were currently on summer break.Jocelyn and I had decided to take them to Australia, mainly because we wanted to expose Olivia to the country and stuff.Due to the sick plan Nancy had pulled, she had been unable to spend time in Australia with her mother and sibling.Although that was in the past now, I couldn't help but feel vitriolic anger toward both Nancy and Sofia whenever I thought about it.But as Jocelyn had told me the other day, focusing on the bad things that happened in the past instead of being pleased and grateful with one's current situation, wasn't the right thing to do.I had Jocelyn and my wonderful childre
Jocelyn’s POV I inhaled shakily as I stroked my fingers across the framed picture of Henry and Olivia on the nightstand.In a few hours time, my babies would turn six and ten years from now on, they would be in high school.Another two years later, they would be in college and before I knew it, they would have their respective families.Of course I knew a day like that was still several years away, I couldn't help but feel a sort of bittersweet emotion at the mere thought.To think about six years ago, they and their brother in heaven, had been in my belly, wrapped around each other, small, tiny, pink, and completely helpless was so heartbreaking yet heartwarming.“Come on, Josie. We promised to focus on the positive part, didn't we?” I chided myself, using the back of my hand to wipe off my tears.Just then, the bathroom door creaked and Eduardo walked out.“Babe, what time are we picking up the cake? Ivy s-” He began to say but stopped when he sighted me.Sighing, he closed the di
Jocelyn’s POV “Ivy, you know I will never judge you, right?” I asked her.“Yes, I know. Where's this coming from?” She replied with a question of her own which made me huff.“Cut it out, Ivy. It's been three weeks since you told me about whatever happened between you and Brian at the wedding,” I said, and she sighed. “Ever since then, you have been seemingly avoiding coming over to our place. What is going on, Ivy?”There was silence for a couple of moments that I almost thought Ivy had hung up on him.As I removed my phone to check if the call was still ongoing, she sighed again. “I will tell you everything in due time, Josie. It's kinda a serious matter.”“Are you pregnant and he's refusing to accept it?” I blurted out the first question that came to mind.“No, of course not,” She replied, sounding amused. “We had sex that night.”“Oh,” I said, suddenly at a loss for words.I mean, it was very evident, given the sexual tension between them that something like that may or may not ha
Jocelyn’s POV “Is everyone ready?” I asked Amelia as I swiped my lipgloss across my lower lip.“Yes, ma'am,” She replied. “Alright then. Let's be on our way,” I replied, stowing the lipgloss away into my drawer. “This meeting has to end in thirty minutes. Forty five max.”“Oh, are you going somewhere, Miss?”“Yes. Today is Sports day at the kindergarten and my children will not forgive me if I fail to show up,” I divulged. “I already missed their final practice last week because I had to close the Braxton deal.”“Perhaps we should just postpone today's meeting then.” Amelia suggested, and I shook my head in negation.“No, we can't do that. I have been postponing this meeting for three months now,” I replied. “I want to get it done and over with. Plus work starts at the sight in about a week from now.”The meeting was to discuss my latest area of investment; the wine industry.I had taken an interest in the industry after I mistakenly made a bottle of grape wine. On the day, Henry a