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(Unknown)She's seated in her chief executive office, like a boss chic, legs crossed as she scrolls through her laptop, all her focus deeply immersed in work.She's a dazzling beauty, a true embodiment of elegance and sophistication. Her poise and aura is second to none. She's a force to reckon on as far as business goes and otherwise.And not to mention, no one dares to mess with her, especially the opposite gender, whom she has shut out of her life completely.A sudden knock on the door drags her attention off work, she looks up and almost immediately, her secretary walks in, a tablet in hand.She walks over to the her table and gives a polite nod, a curtly smile in place. "Your schedule for the day, ma'am." She retorts calmly, waiting for her orders."Get right to it, Olivia." She urges her, returning her eyes to her laptop.Olivia nods, furrowing her eyes on her tablet as she reads out. "You have a meeting with the Robinson's in an hour, review of the quarterly sales report at 10A
(Bella)"Mommy!" Jasmine squealed excitedly, walking up to me, her tiny hands wrapped around a pink doll, while Ebony holds Javier with one hand and a bag in the other as they walk closely behind, just as happy."Hi, sweety," I mutter, shifting my gaze from my favorite TV show to them."Mommy, look what Auntie Ebony got me," she retorts, her voice a deep coating of excitement as she shows off her cute doll.I smile warmly at her. "She's so adorable. Have you given her a name yet?" I asked, brushing a strand of her hair to the back of her ear.Her eyes lights up. "She's Coco, mommy." She blurted out with her usual bubbly energy.I giggled, my gaze soft as I retorted. "That's a cute name." I mutter, smiling down at her and then l diverted my attention to Javier, who seemed oddly quiet.He comes over to me, holding his spike, a toy dinosaur in hand.I ruffle his hair gently, making a smile creep up his face. "Did you have fun today, darling?" I ask, my eyes fixed on him.He nods. "Yes, m
(Dean)Ethan comes right out from his mini bar, he's holding a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand.He pours us a drink and hands mine to me, with his eyebrows furrowed at me, he retorts. "So, you're saying you met a strange kid in the mall and he looks just like you?" He's looking at me intently, trying to gauge my reaction, he has this look, like he just doesn't get it.I take a sip, running a hand through my hair. "I just can't explain it. He's —," I trail off, struggling to put my feelings into words. "I know this doesn't make sense, Ethan, but he's just like a mini me, same eyes, same face but,"Ethan tilts his head, his eyes shining with curiosity. "But what?"I take a longer sip, an attempt to keep my voice stable. "His mom showed up, not someone I know or have ever seen," I say, trying to stifle the absurdity of my next words. "But then, I still can't shake off that strange feeling inside me, it's like the more I try to, the more it gnaws at me," I sigh.Ethan shrugs, gulpi
(Dean)Somewhere in Pineview Estate, a sleek, black Bugatti was spotted at a corner, carefully parked.**Ethan raises an eyebrow, turning to me, "I can't believe you'd drag me into doing this?" He says, a note of disbelief on his face.I smirk but I don't say anything just yet, as if studying the environment.Ethan shakes his head, a chuckle slipping out of his mouth as he continues. "Stalking your ex-wife? Wow." He lets out, his eyes darting at me in clear tease.I eye him carefully. "I'm not," I let the words out too quickly, not sure why I'm being defensive. "I'm just—," I trail off. "I'm just curious, that's all.""I see," he has a smirk when he says this, and I don't miss the hint of sarcasm in his tone.Ethan leans back, his tone more serious as he says. "So what's the plan?" He asks.I breath out briefly, steeling my mind as I retort. "I have a weird feeling about Bella's return. She might've managed to fool me in the past but not this time. I'm not letting her have the upper
(Bella)Calvin pulls out a chair for me to sit down as we approached our table.He offered to take me out, which I declined at first but then he insisted and well, here we are."This is so nice," I say, as Calvin takes a seat, just across from me. My eyes moves over the fancy restaurant, taking in it's nice ambience."I'm glad you love it," Calvin replies, his tone calm, too calm. And when I turn to face him, I catch him staring at me with so much admiration shinning in his eyes, it's unsettling but yet I can't deny the warmth that comes from it."I do." I mouthed, offering a small smile, an attempt to break the tension hanging over us.He nods, maintaining his smile. "I thought I should treat you to a really nice dinner, I noticed you've been quite stressed lately," Calvin says, his smile fading a little as he furrows his eyes on me, his expression shifts to that of concern. "Is anything troubling you?" He asks, his eyes pinned on me as if studying me.I smile, seeing the genuine conc
(Judy)"That trouble-causing slut!" I spat, pacing around the living room in a hissy fit, my anger bubbling beneath the surface.I so much hate that she's back here. How dare her?To think she'd shamelessly show up after all these years, such a hoochie!I did everything possible to keep her out of Dean's life, and it worked. She doesn't deserve my son, not worthy to be a Brennan. I don't know why Dean can't see that!I freaked out, oh l did. The moment Dean introduced an ordinary girl as his wife to be.I could still remember that day, it was right here, at this living room, I almost choked on my drink.And even worse, she's a stripper, an exotic dancer. How could Dean make such a mistake?Out of all the women to bring to me, he choose a worthless bitch, who has no place in our world, a nobody!I panicked.Dean is about ruining the perfect reputation my late husband had built, about to give the press a reason to talk about the Brennans.This would definitely bring our name to the mud.
(Bella)"Mommy, can we go to the mall later?" Javier ask as we're all seated at the dining table, having breakfast.Jasmine nods her head, like they have some sort of understanding.These two!I give Anne a quick glance before turning my gaze back to Javier. "Uhm okay but why honey?"His face breaks into a smile. "We might see the handsome mister there, mommy." He says, his eyes gleaming from what I can't quite place my hand on.I shift uncomfortably on my chair. I mean, the other day I overheard him and his sister talking about this same handsome mister.At first, it didn't really bother me. I mean that's what kids usually do, they talk about things that excites them.And I thought he'd forget eventually. After all, they're kids.But now, looking at his excited face, while he looks back at me, his expression tells me he's really hoping I'd say yes.But how can I?Not when this is starting to unsettle me in some sort of way.Before I could reply him, Anne steps in, offering a warm smil
(Bella)"Bella?" Calvin called softly, his eyes searching mine for a second. "I'm sorry about the other night, it wasn't my intention to make you uncomfortable," he says quietly. "I didn't mean to overstep,"I sensed the sincerity in his words, and offered a small smile. "You don't have to be, Calvin. It's fine, really." I reassure him.But if there's one thing that is certain from that night. It's Calvin and his feelings for me, he hasn't moved past it like I thought he would.I think I need to outrightly point this out but it's not now, not here, the timing isn't right yet."You sure?" He asks, looking at me keenly.I nod. "Yeah."I see him breath out in relief, his eyes pinned on me. "Thank you, for a moment I thought you'd be mad at me."I chuckle lightly. "What? No, Calvin." I replied earnestly."Well, I'm glad you aren't," he says, a soft smile playing at the corner of his lips.I chuckle lightly and glanced at my wristwatch. "I should go now. It's almost time to pick the twins
(Dean)I toss and turn on my bed, unable to sleep, ever since I got the results, my confusion has been through the roof.Perhaps I'd better look into the evidence of the cheating a little longer.I step out of the bed, reaching for the drawer where I'd kept those pictures that's haunted me for years.I rummage through the drawer, bringing it out, my eyes scans through them, the pictures I'd received on that fateful day, the one that turned my life upside down.I take a closer look at the picture for the very first time since I received them, it's Bella, lying in bed with these men, in different compromising positions. But something catches my eyes.In all of the pictures, her eyes seemed like they're closed. What does that say?Back then I barely had the time to check details, I was so angry, feeling so betrayed.And that brings me to the pills, is there even a tiniest chance that she'd conceived if she's on birth control pills?Just one big mass of confusion.As I sit there, my mind
(Bella)Dean's just pushing every button in me, he's starting to get on my nerves with his insistent calls. It's baffling.He's a busy CEO, surely he'd have more important things to do than blowing up my phone all day.And how the hell did he get my number? I ask inwardly, mulling over it, but then it's Dean Brennan, I shouldn't ask that.Getting my number is such an easy peasy.He's about to drive me insane at this point.I rub my temples, strangely he didn't call back after I ended the call this time, he's just being annoyingly persistent and I can't deal with this right now.And most importantly, I shouldn't stress over this.And with that resolve, I pull my phone back up, doing what I should have done last night. I block his number, dropping my phone on the desk.Leaning back, I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm down before going through the stack of files on my desk.Just as I'm deep in my work, a gentle knock comes to the door and Calvin walks in, there's
(Dean)While I wait for the DNA test results, I buy my way around Bella's number. I need to reach out, since she wouldn't see me.Last night, I called her and the moment she heard my voice she ended the call on me.I tried calling her again, this time I paced across my office, Ethan's gaze transfixed on me. He stopped by a while ago.First ring, second, up until the sixth one and she still did not pick up, after more attempts the call went to voicemail. Frustrated, I run a hand through my hair, unsure of what to do.Ethan drags in a sharp breath. "Calm down, Dean. I mean, even I will freak out with those insistent calls, give her time," he says in a calm but firm tone.I shrug, turning to face him. "I want to Ethan, but I just can't. Sleep has become a stranger to me this past few days, my mind's not at rest, I want to talk to Bella,"I don't wait, I dial her number again. This time I guess Bella got fed up, because her voice wafted into my ear. "Take a hint, Dean and stop bothering me
(Ashley)"What do you mean it didn't go as planned?" Judy fumes, gripping her teacup tighter. "How could you be so careless?"I furrow my eyebrows, feeling the need to explain what happened. "I'm sure—," I trail off, my words coming out in a stutter. "I did slip the drug into his drink, I watch him empty his glass, I did, it's just all confu—,"Elena's voice cuts me off sharply, her gaze as piercing as ever. "Excuses, that's what this is. You had just one job, and you screwed it the fuck up!" She spat, clearly as livid as Judy. "Now, how are we supposed to fix this?"I hate to be this helpless, to be this putty in Judy's hands, not to mention Elena.They're just incorrigible.Looking at Judy, she's just being ridiculous about this, I didn't mean for any of this to happen and she can't just annoyingly sit there and push blames.I discreetly eye her across the living room. She can pretend to be mad, but I know she needs me just as much.She can't get rid of Bella from Dean's life withou
(Bella)I take a deep breath, steeling my mind before walking up to the bed, sitting just beside them. "Hey, there, sweethearts," I say softly, gently caressing Jas's cheeks. "I'll be making your favorite for dinner, come join Mommy in the kitchen," I try to coax them.They both frown, refusing to talk to me.I look between them. "Are you still mad at Mommy?" I ask them, making a sad face, just to get their attention.Jasmine rolls her eyes, turning to face me but Javier remained silent.I ruffle his hair gently. "Okay, I'm sorry for yelling," I let out, my tone soft, in a bid to get him to talk to me.Finally, Javier turns, sitting up, he looks at me, his expression softens. "Why were you mean to mister stranger?" He asks, his eyes filled with curiosity.Without missing a beat, Jasmine sits up too, crossing her tiny arms. "Is he a bad man?" She asks, her eyes filled with little wonder.Javier frowns a little, switching to his defense mode. "No, he's not. He's kind, he saved me!" He c
(Bella)As I stomp my way back to my car, my heart raced, Dean's question echoes in my head nonstop.He knows!I can't help but wonder, did Judy tell him?My nerves are like short now.I saw the way he looked at Javier and Jasmine, his gaze though tender and gentle, holds a calculated look in them, as if he's quickly figuring things out in his head.And the resemblance is quite uncanny, the timing. He's smart, I'm sure he must've connected the dots.Hence, his nerve-wracking question.I don't know why everything seems to be happening at the same time.First, it was Judy trying her crap on me and now Dean.I really do not know what to expect next. But one thing is certain, no one is taking my babies away from me, I'll keep them away from this chaos even it's the last thing I do.I take a deep breath, trying to soothe my frazzled nerves before getting into the car.As I step in, the tension in the car doesn't go unnoticed, taking a quick glance at Javier and Jasmine, they're unusually q
(Dean)I had two intentions in mind, get answers from Bella or find it myself.So as Javier ran up to me, I ruffle his hair, gently pulling a strand of hair, a careful act that almost seems like an absentminded gesture.I carefully held the strand, discreetly slipping it into my pocket.Almost on cue, Javier whirls around, facing Bella. "Mommy, he's the handsome mister from the mall!" He squeals.A smile creeps up my face, mirroring his excitement, it tugs at my heart.My eyes lands on Bella, she looks thrown off for a moment, as if trying to process the whole thing. My eyes moves from her to the little girl.She has a grin, as she stares at me, her curiosity shining through her eyes, she's — she's looks like a miniature version of Bella, same lips and she's got the brightest smile I've ever seen just like Bella.I look between her and Javier, the striking resemblance is hard to ignore.It's just— I can't explain how I feel.Seeing the curious look in her eyes, her bright smile, Javie
(Bella)So, it's one of those boring Saturdays. I'm in the living room, idly flipping from one channel to another. Anne's busy in the kitchen and the twins are in their rooms.I stare at the television but honestly I'm not really feeling it, my mind's elsewhere.Judy hasn't tried her crap on me again since I walked out of the restaurant but I'm certain she's still working together with Ashley against me, she's always loathed me that much.While I probably should be relieved that my past hasn't come back to haunt me but strangely I'm not, because deep down I know that this is just the lull before the chaos lurking around.Judy isn't the one to just back down without a fuss. I'm sure she's out there plotting on how to get to me.It's just—. It's hard not to think otherwise.Plus, my unnerving thoughts hasn't quiet down since my last encounter with her. It feels like she doesn't want Dean to know about the twins, otherwise why didn't she outrightly tell him?I just don't get it and I real
(Ashley)I blink awake, my eyes struggling to adjust to the light streaming into the room. But then, my mind reels with satisfaction as I noticed my hands wrapped around a firm body.Dean, I mutter inwardly, flipping my half awake eyes open, a smile creeps up my face as I tilt my head, holding onto his body firmly.And then I pause, my face drains of any color, realizing who was sleeping next to me.My mind is still a hazy mess, I look around and it isn't Dean's room, it's mine.I froze, pulling my hands away from him quickly, his body reacts to my sudden hand withdrawal but he doesn't wake up.Still in shock, I flipped the bedsheet open, taking a look, I'm naked, we both are.Fuck shit! What have I done?It was supposed to be Dean sleeping next to me, cuddled up in each other's arms and not this gigolo, this good for nothing jackass.I clench my teeth hard in frustration.Last night was supposed to be my best night, a night I anticipated for with every fiber of my being, but it has tu