(Eve's POV)Not showing up at Wyatt’s birthday celebration was not part of the option. My kids and two best friends were there, and Ben, my supposed date for dinner, was there, too. Callahan would suspect I was avoiding him, and whoever was Wyatt’s guest would not believe I felt under the weather. Pain and embarrassment.I weighed them, and the latter was heavier. It was my fault Callahan was furious. I acted like a jealous wife or girlfriend. I acted nuts. Just because we slept together twice, I owned him already? He didn’t even know it.Sighing, I put on the earbuds, paired them with my smartphone, and turned up the volume, deafening my ears with Heartbeat Song. Kelly Clarkson had been with me since my first day here in Moira’s mansion… I meant her songs, not her.The electrical service panel box first. I stopped at it, switching it on and off and on again, hoping it would do the trick of fixing the lights. It didn’t. Rosie mentioned the flickering lights when we cleaned this area
(Eve's POV)“Eve!” Jessy called again.We could hear the clicking as she turned on and off the switch. We both stiffened, and I bet we both stopped breathing. Of all my children coming here, it was Jessy going down and catching me from this insanity.“Eve?” She began to descend the stairs.“Oh, my God!” I whimpered, biting my bottom lip hard.My eyes rolled back, and I was sure it was not because I was worried or panicking about being caught but because Callahan dug in deeper to reach my cell phone and eased back, pulling out his manhood. I arched my hips back like a wanton-lust crazy woman, not wanting this craziness to end.“Rosie?” Callahan cleared his throat and beamed the small light to the staircase, stopping Jessy from taking another step.Thank God for this pull-out storage; we were hidden except for Callahan’s head, peering at my daughter.“Mr. Barclay,” Jessy muttered, not correcting him. “Where’s E…” she cleared her throat. “Mom?”“Basement,” he answered briefly, his other
(Eve's POV)“Bernard?” Bethany and Marga smiled wickedly, saying the name simultaneously.I caught Bethany waggling her brows at her, and Marga giggled, getting the silent message from her.“Bernard?” Isabella groaned. “Mommy, nooooo!”“Huh?” I mumbled confusedly, lowering my gaze to see what Isabella was complaining about and wishing that when I looked up, Bernard would be gone.“Mommy, I’m not naming my cat Bernard,” she curled her trembling lips, crossing her arms over her chest. Cat?I turned my head to Marga, and for a while, I had forgotten Bernard was there, walking with Rosie towards us. Cooper had been wanting to adopt a cat or dog, but we could never have one, considering his health condition.“Cat?” I said it out loud this time.“Uhuh,” she nodded and grinned. “Mr. Barclay promised to give me a cat.”My jaw dropped, and I blinked perhaps a thousand times while looking at the sky and scoffing before I looked at Callahan.“I can’t make her stop crying,” Callahan said in a h
(Eve's POV) “That was…” I opened my eyes and glanced at Bethany, hoping to glare at her, but Marga caught my attention. Her palms on my youngest child’s face, covering my daughter’s eyes. “Not you,” finished Bethany, smirking and turning her head to the pathway. I glanced over my shoulder, following her gaze, and saw Callahan and Rudy walking away. When I turned to them, Rosie walked in the opposite direction, taking Isabella with her and fetching Theo from the other table. My lips parted, unsure of what to say. My heart was in revolt, angry at Callahan, but when I saw them leaving the party and Rosie not looking at me, I realized I had done something wrong. No! It was wrong. I shouldn’t have entertained Bethany’s joke. I shouldn’t have kissed Wyatt. Bernard cleared his throat. His lips curved into a gentle smile but didn’t reach his eyes. He looked hurt. “I wanted to stay, but I remember I have papers to check,” he told Bethany. When my best friend lifted a brow, he chuckled a
(Eve’s POV)“Eve…” Marcus whispered, shaking my shoulder gently.I let out a deep groan, quietly complaining to myself. I rolled to the opposite side of the bed, hoping to get more sleep. I had not slept in days because Cooper had been having asthma, Theo had a fever because of infection, and I had been feeling under the weather for days.“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but Jessy’s fever is not going down,” Marcus muttered worriedly. “What should I do?”“Huh?” Hearing Jessy’s name woke me, but I could hardly open my eyes.Jessy seldom gets sick, but when she does, it is usually so severe that we have to bring her to the hospital. I groaned and tried to open my eyes again. Marcus had just returned from his business trip last night, but he told me he would look after the kids so I could get a few hours of sleep.“Eve…”“How’s Jessy?” I asked with my eyes still closed.“Eve, Jessy’s missing.”Missing? Still dazed, I opened my eyes.“Marga?” I mumbled confusedly, squinting and wondering why my be
(Eve’s POV)Millicent grabbed my arm and pulled me to the pantry before I could reach Callahan’s office. I winced, feeling her fingernails digging into my skin. My body jerked when she banged the door and pushed me, pinning me to the wall.“You bitch! Of all days, you chose today to be irresponsible!” Millicent snarled, squeezing my arm harder. “Just because Cal is giving you some sort of special treatment, you’ll abuse his kindness!”“Millicent,” I groaned, wincing at the pain. “Cal -”“Know your place, Eve! You are not friends, so don’t call him Cal. He is Mr. Barclay to you,” She interrupted, not letting me finish, and gave my arm one hard squeeze before releasing me. I lifted my hand and lightly brushed my fingers over the area. My lips curled in discomfort, and I flinched again when Millicent banged the door on her way out. I let out a heavy sigh and glanced down at my arm, still feeling her tight grip. I groaned when I saw the visible marks left behind by her forceful grip.Al
(Eve’s POV)“Mommy! Mommy!”Isabella immediately took her small pink backpack from her chair and sprinted excitedly toward me. She gasped, halted abruptly, and turned around.“Hurry, Theo!” She said, her eyes wide, realizing she had left Theo inside the classroom. She lifted her arm to wave and giggled. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Garcia. I’m just excited to see my mommy. Goodbye, and see you tomorrow,” she explained in a hurry, extending her arm and reaching her brother’s hand.When I arrived at the classroom doorstep, only two students were left. Their class ended two hours ago, but Rosie’s class was until one. Mrs. Garcia stopped checking and stood up, heading in our direction.“Ms. Bennet,” she smiled, surprised to see me.“Hi, Mrs. Garcia,” I greeted her, taking Isabella’s bag. “I can’t thank you enough for letting these two angels stay here this long,” I said, smiling gratefully at her.“You’re early,” Theo muttered, eyeing me suspiciously. “Marga said you don’t work in the library anymore
(Eve’s POV)Slowly, I opened my eyes and turned my head on the alarm clock on the side table. It was three in the morning, but instead of believing the time, I reached for my cell phone to check the time and date. My lips curved into a smile, and I sighed softly, getting up and processing what to do.I could not undo what happened yesterday. What I meant was getting late and making horrible mistakes at work, costing Bethany and me our jobs. The Wyatt-and-Callahan incident was another story. And Jessy? Again, that was another story.Before I entered Moira’s room, I read her reply to me. Callahan fired her, not because she was incompetent but because of her relationship with me. It was unfair!“Good morning,” Bethany said, almost whispering. She was drying her hair with a towel as she walked toward the dresser. “You’re up early,” she continued, still in a hushed tone.Marga rolled to the other side, occupying the space I was sleeping in a while ago. She groaned but didn’t wake up.“Toda