“My fiancée will be moving in before the week runs out but I'll give you the grace of today and tomorrow to leave my house.” Stefano barked, as I perused the divorce paper in disbelief. Cold shivers raced down my spine at his declaration and for a moment, I was spellbound as the realization that his true love was back, dawned on me. “Y-Your fiancée?” I stuttered. “But you have a wife. Me.” “Do you really think of yourself as my wife?” Stefano hurled. “You are nothing but a lazy pest and a fucking liability.” + Desperate for her father and stepmother’s affection, Lillian Baker agrees to marry Stefano Rodriguez to save her father’s dying business. In contrast to the blissful marriage she naively envisioned, Lillian is tossed into a miserable life as Stefano treats her like a doormat. Regardless, she is determined to win his heart and is elated when she finds out about her pregnancy, on valentine’s day. However, Stefano stuns her that evening with a divorce letter accompanied by an announcement of his wish to get married to his ex-girlfriend. Utterly devastated, she walks out of his life, without qualms. Five years later, she is now a talented chef who is invited to cater for the birthday party of a high profile woman, who happens to be Stefano’s grandmother. Can Lillian really put the past aside for the sake of her career? Can she also keep her triplet sons hidden from Stefano forever?
Lihat lebih banyakStefano’s POV“Regarding my conclusion, my secretary will get in touch with you,” I said into the table microphone. “This meeting is now officially over.”And with that, I stood up and made my way out of the conference room while my secretary and business partners trailer behind me.Earlier today, I had called a meeting to review a promising start up company's proposal and to have them present their ideas to me, which had impressed me even more.“You may be on your respective ways. I'm going somewhere,” I said, as we stepped into the elevator.“Yes, sir.” They responded.Strolling into the parking lot, I located my Lamborghini truck and unlocked it with my fingerprint. Thereafter, I drove to an Italian restaurant that I usually frequented downtown.“Welcome, sir,” The elderly doorman greeted, and made to take my coat.“It's fine, thanks,” I replied, before handing him a wad of bills as tip.“Thank you so much, sir,” He grinned, slotting the money into his pocket. “Have a nice lunch.”
Lillian’s POV Entering my car, I huffed as the occurrence of yesterday's afternoon strayed into my mind.Particularly how Stefano had come to my workplace to do nothing but sing my praises.During our marriage, I had badly wished for that to happen but it never did. I used to wish he would at least tell me my food tasted nice or even show some delight while eating at least, but he never did either.He would eat with a frown and when he was done, he'd just gruff before retiring to either his study or his bedroom.“You really suffered, Lillian,” I mumbled to myself, as I drove out of my apartment complex.As much as I didn't want to admit it, him finally complimenting my food, had made me feel some kind of unwanted flutter in my belly.When I saw him yesterday, my heart had initially cut as I thought Mrs Laughlin had mistakenly told him that the triplets were his, and Stefano had come to threaten me.However, I was quite stunned and relieved when he simply ladened his praises of the fo
Lillian’s POV“Alright, the three of you should be good to Aunty Nora, okay?” I told Carter and Connor as I donned my sneakers.Caleb was upstairs taking a nap. We had returned from the hospital earlier today, and I was about to go see Mrs Laughlin.“Yes, mummy.” Carter answered on their behalf.“Mummy, can you buy chupa chops on your way back?” Connor asked, doe eyes staring into my soul as his hands came together in front of his chest.Chupa chops was a chocolate brand that he favorited. I sometimes wondered if that was the case because I had consumed quite a lot of the famous chocolate brand during my pregnancy.“Okay, I will,” I said, as Nora came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of fresh popcorn. “Babes, I'm leaving them to you now. Thanks for agreeing to watch them again on short notice.”Nora had gotten back from Germany last night after her conference ended. “You're welcome, Lilly. Although, I've repeatedly told you that it's not a big deal. They are my god babies.” She sa
Lillian’s POV “Mummy, are you mad at us?” Carter asked, as we walked to my car, hours later when I was done working.“Yes, sweetie. Mummy is mad at you three,” I replied, cinching them into their respective car seats. “What were you doing out of the house with a stranger? And didn't I tell you to remain in the room?”My crybaby, Caleb, instantly started sniffling as his eyes turned watery with tears and his lips quivered, causing my heart to clench, but I knew I had to scold them, so they'd know to start listening to me.“We are sorry, mummy,” Connor pouted. “We were just going to stay outside for three minutes and then quickly return inside.”“And how were you going to tell the time?” I couldn't help but snicker. “Do you have a wristwatch?”Darting me a sheepish look, Carter shook his head in negation and I sighed heavily.“Please start listening to my instructions, okay? Do you know how scared I was when I didn't see you in there and walked around the whole house for about thirty m
Lillian’s POV Today was the last day of Mrs Laughlin's birthday event, and I couldn't be more relieved, even though the past five days had gone smoothly, without any form of ruckus or distraction from Stefano. I just wanted to be done with it, so I would never have to lay eyes on him again. For some odd reasons, a tiny part of me wondered why Stefano had kept his distance from me during the past few days. Sure, he always greeted me whenever he saw me but that was it. He didn't ask after my wellbeing or work or even apologize or give me unsolicited explanations for stuff I couldn't be bothered to care about. But then again, that was exactly what I had been hoping for, so what was this weird, almost sad feeling? Pushing the weird feeling and thoughts away, I reduced the heat of the stove to the lowest, before removing my apron and stepping out of the kitchen to go check up on my kids. As Nora was currently on a work trip in Germany, and I had no one else to look after them
Lillian’s POV “Miss Baker, the patron on table 17 asked me to give you this,” Zade said, handing me a white envelope.“Thanks, Zade,” I replied, slotting the envelope into the pocket of my apron, to which he nodded.Opening the oven, I brought out the tub of freshly-made greek yogurt and set it on the table. Although there were quite a lot of good brands of Greek yogurt, I preferred making it myself because it always tasted unique, especially in the fruit parfait, which was a dessert special of Watkins.Zade had prepared the parfait ingredients earlier, so I just had to add the granola, sliced coconuts, grapes, apples and yogurt into the dessert plates.Thereafter, I placed the plates on the tray, which the server promptly took into the dining area.Sitting on a nearby stool, I sighed heavily and fluttered my eyes shut.As rewarding as being a head chef was, it was an extremely stressful job that involved standing for a greater part of my day.However, I couldn't have it any other wa
Stefano’s POV“Good day, sir,” Gregory greeted from the other end of the line. “I've gotten some information on Miss Lillian.”Placing my phone on the nightstand, I put it on speaker before wearing my coat.“Good day, Gregory. Go on,” I responded. “Tell me what you've got.”“From what I know, Miss Lillian currently works as a head chef at Watkins, a five star restaurant in Trafford. She is also not married.” Gregory divulged, and a pleasant feeling of hope warmed my heart.That meant I still had a chance to win her back and make her mine to love and care for.If Lillian forgave me, I was prepared to kiss her feet or even the ground she walked on.I would worship her like the goddess she was and never treat her like I did in the past. I had learnt from my mistake and now knew what was right.Nowadays I found myself dwelling on the possibility of what would have happened if I had opened my heart to love Lillian or at least considered her human and not my servant.If I had given her the
Lillian’s POV “Tell me you're joking, Lillian,” Nora gasped, her hands covering her gaped mouth as she stared at me in shock.I had just finished narrating yesterday's events to her, specifically how I had met Stefano at Mrs Laughlin's place and how he turned out to be her grandson.She had gone on a work trip a week ago, and had just returned earlier today. Currently, we were at my apartment.“I wish I was, Nora,” I sighed. “But there's nothing I can do. I need the money for lots of stuff. I want to start looking into getting a small restaurant space for myself and the money I make from Mrs Laughlin's event would probably cover a whole lot of the cost.”Taking my hand in hers, Nora sighed. “But are you sure you can face him? You said the event is for a week and based on what Mrs Laughlin told you, it seems he's going to be here for a while. Can you handle being in the same proximity with him for a week?”Swallowing harshly, I shrugged. “I can. I will just think of him as one of the
Lillian’s POV My eyes were playing games with me.Yes, that had to be the only explanation as to why my despicable ex husband, was hugging my client.Either that or I was having a nightmare.However, the moment Stefano pulled away from my client, Mrs Laughlin, and I didn't wake up from the nightmare doused in sweat, I realized that this was very much my reality.Today was only my first meeting with Mrs Laughlin and everything had already started going downhill.Clearing my throat, I looked away from Stefano, my heart scudding at his intense gaze, and moved closer to Mrs Laughlin.“Good afternoon, ma'am. I am Lillian Baker, from Watkins. ” I greeted her as Stefano helped her to sit.“Good afternoon,” She responded, her face creasing in a slight frown as she regarded me before recognition flashed across her eyes. “Oh, the wonderful spring rolls maker. I had your spring rolls at an event in Manchester some months back and they were the best I had ever had, so I knew I had to get you to
Lillian's POV I smiled as I looked at the simmering pot of buffalo stew, my husband's favourite, on the gas cooker, before donning a pair of oven mittens. Opening the oven, I sighed blissfully as the delectable aroma of the chicken lasagna wafted into my nostrils. I could only hope Stefano would be pleased with these dishes that I had specially made to break the news of my pregnancy to him. Earlier today after a visit to the doctor, I found out that I was pregnant. I could already feel that our baby was going to be so loved, given how today was Valentine’s Day. A day of love. Three years ago at twenty one, I dropped out of culinary school and became Stefano's housewife to secure his investment in my father's company. To say those three years had been hell for me, was probably putting it tame. From the start of our union, both Stefano and his mother had given me little to no regard as his wife. Doris, his mother, had repeatedly told me that I was just a placeholder f...
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