5 years later.
Elena’s pov.
“Mummy! Mummy mummy! Wake up,”
I heard a little voice coming from the side of my bed.
“Good morning, mummy,” he greeted
I rubbed my eyes with the back of my palm, and it fluttered open. He was smiling widely and full of excitement. His blue eyes sparkled
“Good morning, baby, Did you sleep well?” I asked
He nodded his head. "Yes, mummy, I did,” he spoke.
I moved closer to him and kissed him on the forehead. I rubbed my fingers through his messy hair.
My baby Jason, wave, had been everything to me. He had been my pride and my joy. He seems to be growing up so quickly, but watching him grow seems to be the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced.
Before I gave birth to him, I knew when his name would be when I first moved to the city of Oregon. I knew exactly what his name would be because his pregnancy brought me peace and strength.
We may have faced so many hard times together, but we still had our good times. With waves by my side, nothing was impossible right now.
“I made you coffee,” he said, feeling executed as he placed the tray on the bed. I perceived the nice aroma of the coffee.
“This smells great. I know it would taste better. Thank you, my darling.” I said and sipped the cup of coffee. I closed my eyes and savoured the taste. It was indeed incredible.
Wave pulled up and lay on the bed. I turned to him and asked, "Where did you learn to make coffee this good?” I asked.
“I always watch when Aunty Zoey prepares coffee,” he answered, feeling very happy.
Wave had always been a fast learner. He is so smart and has never given me a reason to panic. I never have to stress myself or worry too much about him. Even when I was heavily pregnant with him, everything went smoothly, including my delivery. The doctors and Zoey were surprised that I had a smooth delivery.
I have no idea if it had anything to do with the fact that I had endured a lot of pain, which made me stronger, and this was one less stressful thing in my life. I am glad I gave birth to one of the most handsome boys in the world.
Sometimes, when I look at him, I remember Nivklaus. Their eyes and the way they behaved were similar. I don't let it get to me. I always push it aside and keep moving on.
Zoey has been caring and my saviour since we moved to Oregon. She welcomed me into her house with an open arm. She had always made sure that wave, and I never lacked anything.
She took care of Wave while I rushed to the culinary school in the morning and rushed down to the restaurant to work in the evening. I am in my final year of culinary school, and I will be graduating in a few weeks. All of these would have been possible without Zoey’s support.
I am glad that she and Alex are now in a serious relationship. I will make sure I take care of her unborn children like the way she has been taking care of Wave.
“That's so good, my love. Would you also like me to teach you some of my delicious food recipes?” I asked.
Wave jumped on the bed. “Yes, mummy, I would like that,” he said. I ran my hands through his hair and ruffled it. We both giggled.
“Mum,” Wave called, and he looked at me with his big round eyes.!
"Yes, my love. What is it?” I asked:
“What about Daddy? Will he never come back to us?” he asked.
“Well, you should know that your dad is always watching you from afar. Now I am your mother and your father,” I spoke.Jason was asking more questions about his dad as the day passed by. I could not understand why he always brought up the topic.“My friends in school always talk about their fathers and how he would be okay with them, and I do not have any story to tell. Does that mean that I do not have a father?” he asked. I paused for a while. I didn't know how I answered such questions. I knew something like this would happen someday. At that moment, all I could do was lean in close to him and wrap my arms around him. I couldn't lie to him, and I could not tell him the truth. “Your father is coming soon, but you know that you always have me. Whenever they talk about their fathers, talk about me and the adventures we had done together,” I said. He nodded his head and lay on my arms. The question about his father was becoming more obvious. I have always tried my best to be a fat
I arrived at my school. I looked up at the signboard, “School of Culinary, Oregon.” I signed when I read the writings, and I felt even more of myself. I will graduate from here in a few weeks, and I cannot wait to be independent and have my own restaurant. I will also become an international chef, which will make me go global. When I was lost in thought, I heard a voice calling behind me, “Elle, Elle,” it called.I turned around, and Sam was walking towards me with a wide smile on his face. He stopped in his tracks when he came close to me. “Good morning, same. How are you doing?” I asked.“I'm doing great; I got you a rose,” he said, handing me a rose. “Wow, thank you. It's so beautiful,” I said and thanked him. Same has been a very good friend of mine since I started this school. We started at the same time, and we made a good pair. I don't even know how I could make it through this school without his support. Sam Michael had grey eyes, light brown hair, was six feet tall, and
Nicklaus’s POV:“This is not what I asked. I asked to see the company's finances, and you are bringing me this? What is wrong with you?”“This is the right figure, sir,”“You got to be kidding me. Why is five hundred million dollars gone in weeks?”“Are y'all now deaf and dumb?” I asked.They shook their heads when Joe walked up to me. "Sir, I get a printout of how the money came out and what it was used for,” he said, handing over the copy to me. I went through it, and my eyes widened. I looked at them. “You may leave; now stay,” I said.They all rushed outside the office, and Joe waited behind. “This is the 3rd time my wife has been taking huge sums of money since I travelled to Atlanta. Why didn't you tell me about it?” I asked.“Sir, I thought you were aware. These are what she used to have money for. He spoke and handed me receipts.My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped. “She went shopping with such an amount of money.”“This would have been invested for new projects. I already ha
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Elena’s POV:I woke up very early in the morning with baby Jason running around my bedroom. He had been jumping up and down.“Hey wave, can I at least get some rest? You are going to do all of that when we go on a trip for your birthday.” I spoke.“We are going on a birthday trip.” Oops. I forgot to inform him earlier about it. “Yes, Wave. We are going on a trip for your 5th year birthday,” I said. “Yay! I am so happy, mummy. You are the best. This is going to be so much fun,” he said excitedly. I nodded my head. “I know that you will love it. You should thank Uncle Sam because he made me accept his offer and everything became possible,” I said. “I will do that, mummy,” he said. I pulled him down from the bed and ran my hands through his hair. “We need to get you ready for school today, and I have to be at my school for my cooking practicals,” I said.I just wish the school bus would arrive early so that I would not go through the stress of going late for my practicals. I took
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