Lessie's POV “They’re fine. They even asked about you the other day. Why didn’t you call them? Were you busy?”Ella laughed, a proud sort of laugh. Before I could ask, she explained.“No, I wasn’t busy. I just wanted to see if my babies missed me,” she said. “When I asked James if he missed me, that little rascal told me he didn’t!”I scratched my nose at her words. Actually, I wasn’t lying when I said the kids missed her—Jasmine had asked about her. I could tell James missed her too, even if he didn’t say it. But I kept that to myself, not wanting to spoil Ella’s excitement.“Well, I’d say your plan worked,” I chuckled, and Ella hummed in satisfaction.“I miss you, Ella,” I blurted out, my emotions getting the best of me.“I miss you more, Lessie. You have no idea how much I miss seeing your pretty face,” she replied, sounding emotional too.“I know my Ella loves me,” I smiled.“Yes, I do. Lessie… do you think you’ll ever come back to Syracuse?”I could hear her voice quiver. I wasn
Lessie's POV "Hey, don’t shout! I heard you, I’m just surprised."I sighed."How did he even get your number? It’s been years, and you never mentioned him calling before. Why now?""We ran into each other at a party, so maybe that’s how he got it." My voice was barely above a whisper.The fact that he had my number wasn’t the real issue, his words were.Her eyes widened. "Wait, he didn’t just call, he actually saw you? Doesn’t that risk everything you’ve been hiding all these years?"Her concern warmed me."And the kids? Did he find out about them?" she asked, and when I hesitated, she added, "If not, you should take them and leave quickly.""Ella, that’s the real problem. I don’t know if Freddie knows about the kids," I said. "He called just before you did, saying he’s found out everything I’ve hidden.""What are we going to do? We can’t be sure he really knows everything.""But…" I hesitated. I could tell Ella was trying to reassure me, but Freddie’s tone on the phone made me feel
Lessie's POV The cab drove straight to the company.This was my first time here, as we had only met Mr. Rodriguez at his social party before now.My colleagues must have already arrived. The meeting was scheduled for 10 a.m., and I was twenty minutes early.I approached the secretary’s desk and gave her my name.“Ah, Mrs. Green? This is where you’ll wait until the CEO is ready to see you,” she said, gesturing towards an entrance.I wasn't exactly sure where to go, as she only pointed in a general direction, but I couldn’t ask her for more help since she had to stay at her post. Luckily, just then, someone passed by, and the secretary asked them to guide me to the waiting area.“Thank you,” I said politely before following the person.When I arrived, I saw my colleagues were already there. As soon as they spotted me, they called out in unison.“Lessie is here!”I scratched my head apologetically. “Sorry I’m a bit later than you guys.”I’m usually punctual for work events, and this was
Lessie's POV I still didn’t care. I just wanted to leave quickly, but Mr. Rodriguez, who should’ve been on his way to his office, suddenly came back. Maybe he’d noticed the commotion.“Mr. Benjamin, shouldn’t you join for the meal? After all, we’re all partners, and Mr. Freddie just wants to create a stronger bond,” Mr. Rodriguez said, his message unmistakable.None of us bought what Mr. Rodriguez was saying. What sort of “bond” could someone like Freddie be interested in creating?Benjamin stopped, so I had to stop too, even though I wanted to pull him away.“Uh, yes. You’re right,” Benjamin nodded, and my shoulders slumped.Mr. Rodriguez turned to me with a smile. “Mr. Benjamin has already agreed, so I’m sure you have no problem joining the meal, right?”Since Benjamin had already agreed, I just nodded. “No problem,” I mumbled.“You all can go,” I said, looking sadly at my colleagues.I’m not sure if Benjamin misread my sadness, because the next thing I knew, he was turning to Fred
Lessie's POV Benjamin paused mid-sip, looking up with a small smile at Lucy's words."Yes, yes, yes, it's truly the boss. How could Lucy claim to know Lessie best when the boss knew her long before she started working here?" one of the others chimed in, prompting nods from the rest.They all turned to Charlotte with smirks.Charlotte frowned, shooting Benjamin a glare, which only made everyone laugh."Charlotte, don't tell me you're going to challenge the boss? Just admit he knows Lessie better," Lucy teased, sticking her tongue out playfully."Who said I would do that?" Charlotte retorted, though her expression betrayed her.I chuckled.Just then, that same uneasy feeling crept over me, it was Freddie again, and he was angry. What on earth was wrong with this man?Before I knew it, Freddie was already beside me, pulling me to my feet by the hand.I frowned and yelled, "What are you doing?"The other customers turned to watch. I was sure they were silently annoyed by the disturbance.
Lessie's POV I gave him a puzzled look, surprised by his sudden change in attitude. I'd expected us to argue endlessly, certain he wouldn’t back down, but now he’d softened out of nowhere. Was it because of what I’d just said? I hadn’t said anything wrong, though.I shot him a confused glance before attempting to walk away, noticing he seemed stunned, almost oblivious to my movements. Seeing an opening, I slipped away quickly.Back at our table, I found my colleagues, Benjamin and Mr. Rodriguez, still seated.“Why are you guys still here? I thought you’d have left by now,” I said, looking between them.They exchanged looks before all eyes landed on Benjamin.I quickly caught on. “Benjamin, you told them not to go,” I said, half-asking.“Mm,” Benjamin replied, not denying it.I thought to ask why but stopped, noticing his mood seemed off. I kept quiet, guessing it had to do with Freddie. After the scene today, anyone could tell something was wrong.That man just wouldn’t let me find p
Lessie's POV When I returned to the room, I wasn’t surprised to find it empty. The secretary downstairs had mentioned that the nanny took the kids out and left the key.The quietness of the house brought me a bit of relief. How would I have explained my swollen face if the kids had seen it?The bed was neatly made, so I climbed in and stared up at the ceiling. I expected my mind to keep racing, but surprisingly, I felt myself drifting off, and soon I was fast asleep.It was the children’s voices that woke me later.“Shh, Jasmine, Mommy’s sleeping,” I heard James whisper.“But Mommy looks pale,” Jasmine replied, concerned.“James is right, Jasmine. Let Mommy rest and don’t disturb her,” their nanny said softly.I almost sat up, but hearing their nanny’s words, I decided to stay put. I still felt a bit drowsy, so I let myself drift back to sleep.When I woke up again, it was already evening. This time I was wide awake. As I lazily opened my eyes, I nearly jumped out of bed in shock.“A
Freddie's POV "Why, why, why? She’s always messing with my mind. I went to Mr. Rodriguez’s office, fully intent on venting my anger at Lessie. I was ready to unleash all my rage, but somehow, I ended up leaving calm.I'd stayed up all night thinking about her here and there. I just don't know what to do.I hate feeling this way—being pulled around by my own emotions. Yes, I’m angry. Angry that I feel this rage, and even angrier that I can’t release it.I've been looking for her for five years now. I knew she’d probably moved somewhere else, so I wasn’t surprised when Zenith confirmed it. But finding out she’d spent those years with another man? That was something I never anticipated!How could she do this? And when I called the other day, she actually hung up on me, acting as though she was the one in the right. Has she come to hate me that much?"Goodness,” I murmured. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. Yes, I was wrong in the past, but haven't these years of torment shown I’ve
Lessie's POV “No way! I need to save some for later,” she pouted, kicking her hands in the air.James rolled his eyes. “Stop throwing a tantrum and just eat already.”Jasmine scoffed. “You should be on my side, but no! Instead, you abandon poor little Jasmine.” She let out a dramatic sob.I pressed my lips together, trying to stifle my laughter. What was Jasmine doing? Her fake tears were painfully obvious.James rolled his eyes even harder this time, and I just couldn’t hold it in any longer.“Hahaha!” I burst into uncontrollable laughter.“Mommyyy!” Jasmine whined, already knowing why I was laughing.“Fine, I’ll eat.” She huffed, pulling the plate closer. Without looking at any of us, she grudgingly began eating.James’ cheeks puffed out, clearly trying to hold back his own laughter.I picked up my food and started eating too, but midway through, I noticed Nanny Adele hadn’t touched her meal. She simply sat there, watching the kids.“Aren’t you eating?” I asked.She lowered her hea
Lessies POV Before I could say another word, Jasmine had already leaped onto me."Yay! Mommy, are you serious?" she squealed, bouncing with excitement. I knew just how much she loved outings."Yes, I am," I chuckled softly."Alright, alright, let’s go already!" She dusted off any stray hair from her clothes before standing straight. Her excitement was unmatched, and I would do anything to keep seeing that joy on their faces.Even James seemed pleased. He didn’t show it outright, but I could tell from his demeanor."No, first, we need to pack our luggage so that when we return, all we’ll have to do is take them out," I said firmly."Okay!" Jasmine spun around and immediately got to work.Nanny Adele followed suit, checking for any clothes or items that still needed to be packed. It wouldn’t be ideal to leave the city only to realize we’d forgotten something important at the hotel.James looked around for anything that needed packing, but when he found nothing, he decided to help by ha
Lessie's POV “Was he threatening me?” I exhaled sharply, frustrated."Fine then, let's see what he can do to me." I shrugged, tossing my phone aside before slipping into my clothes.Today was our last day here. Our flight was scheduled for the night, which meant we still had the entire day to prepare.I refused to let Freddie ruin this for me.After dressing, I peeked into the kitchen and spotted Nanny Adele cooking. I waved at her before glancing down at the children.They were already dressed up nicely for the trip.Q"Mommy, how does little Jasmine look?" Jasmine kept her eyes on her dress, waiting for my response."My baby girl looks the best. You're beautiful." I smiled warmly, and I wasn't even exaggerating.I had to admit, proudly, that I had given birth to truly beautiful children. Even at the airport when we arrived, people couldn’t stop staring at them. They were just that stunning.I gently ruffled their hair, but before I could relish the moment, my phone rang again.I si
Freddie's POV "Mr. Freddie, are you on the line?""Can you hear me?"I didn't get to hear any word from him since my phone was on the floor.I clenched my fist, trying my best to suppress the anger bubbling inside me."So, this is it? She never cared about me." I let out a bitter scoff.I had been foolishly happy when she called last night. Not even in my worst nightmares did I think she was planning to leave again.She’s leaving again—just like before.Forcing a dry smile, I swallowed my emotions and bent down to retrieve my phone."Hello? Are you still there? Maybe it’s a connection issue?" Mr. Rodriguez’s voice came through the speaker.I cleared my throat and responded, "I’m hanging up now. Goodbye.""Wait, but—"I didn’t let him finish. Frustrated, I ended the call.I knew I shouldn’t take my anger out on Mr. Rodriguez, but I couldn't ignore the fact that he planned everything without telling me. How could he allow them leave without informing me? Damn it!Just as I was lost in
Lessie's POV“What?” the kids exclaimed in unison, their faces a mixture of shock and disbelief.James even jumped to his feet. “Mommy, what are you saying?”I stood frozen, my mind spinning. I wanted to speak, to say something—anything, but my lips refused to move.“Answer James, Mommy! What did you say? He’s our daddy? Who is that?” Jasmine rushed toward me, grabbing my arms and shaking me urgently.Her expression was a mix of anticipation and fear, as if she were terrified that she had misheard me.“Mommy, what do you mean? What daddy?” James pressed, growing more impatient with my silence.I looked down at him, an emptiness settling inside me.James had never acted like this before. He was always the calm one, yet now he was reacting so strongly. Just the mention of his father had ignited something in him. Was this how much they longed for their dad?“Mommy! Mommyyy! Mommyyyy!” The kids kept shaking me, desperate for an answer, but my body wouldn’t respond.I felt numb, wishing I
Lessie's POV “Are you even listening to me? I’m telling you to leave the club right now and go home. And make sure you eat properly,” I said, raising my voice slightly to emphasize the seriousness of my words.Freddie didn’t respond, not to my earlier words or this latest demand. The silence was frustrating.“Freddie, are you there? Don’t just sit there acting dumb!” I snapped, my patience slipping as I raised my voice even more.I could hear his faint breathing on the other end, so I knew he was still there, listening. He just wasn’t saying a word—or maybe he didn’t want to.“Fine. Since you don’t want to say anything, I’ll just hang up now,” I said sharply, my thumb hovering over the end-call button.But just as I was about to hang up, his voice came through, hoarse, low, and unexpectedly electrifying.“What?”The sound of that one word sent an odd jolt through me. I froze.“Goodness, Lessie, get a grip!” I mentally scolded myself, smacking my forehead. “Don’t tell me you’re losing
Lessie's POVAfter the meal, I sat on the balcony with the kids and their nanny. The fresh air felt refreshing, the perfect way to relax after eating.“Mommy, are you serious?” James asked, his curious eyes fixed on me.I nodded with a small smile. “Yes, son. We’ll be heading back in two days.”It was already a new day, and I hadn’t shared the outcome of the meeting with them yesterday. Now seemed like the right time.A quick glance at my phone told me it was already afternoon.“We’re going back, James!” Jasmine’s slower, childlike mind took its time processing the news, but once it clicked, she shot up and started bouncing around excitedly.I couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling lighter as I watched her joyful expression.“Sweetheart, are you happy we’re going back?” I turned to James, curious about his reaction.“I don’t mind,” he said with a casual shrug.It was exactly what I expected from him. No matter where we were headed, as long as Jasmine and I were with him, he was content.F
Freddie's POV “It's nothing. Just want to free my head.” I remained tight-lipped. “But-” Tyla wanted to persuade but Collin quickly spoke.“Let's Freddie be. If truly he's in trouble he won't keep it from us.” He said."I'll be in another room," I said, standing up abruptly. Before anyone could question me, I walked out.Once outside, I instructed the manager to arrange a private room for me. He quickly obliged, and as I approached the room, I turned to Zenith."Go and explain to them why I left," I said, hoping he’d come up with a reasonable excuse for my sudden departure. I just couldn’t face them myself."Understood, boss," Zenith replied, bowing slightly before heading toward their room.Without lingering, I entered the private room the manager had prepared. Inside, a staff member stood by, waiting for instructions."Bring me three bottles of alcohol," I ordered, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me.The staff member quickly complied, and within two minutes, three bottles w
Freddie's POV "Boss, it's almost evening," Zenith said, standing to the side while I remained completely engrossed in my laptop.I didn’t even bother looking up at him.“Boss,” he called again, more insistent this time.Reluctantly, I raised my head. “What?” I asked curtly.“It’s evening already,” he repeated.“And so?” I snapped, my irritation bubbling over.Zenith had been on my case since morning, and my patience was wearing thin. He knew it, yet he wouldn’t let me be.“You should eat something,” he said softly.I glared at him before turning my attention back to the laptop. Anyone with half a brain could tell I was upset and wanted to be left alone, but Zenith? He had a knack for doing the exact opposite.“Boss.”“Zenith, can you just leave my office? It’s almost evening, not evening yet. I’m busy and have a mountain of work to deal with. Do you understand?” My tone was sharp, laced with frustration.“Yes, I understand, Boss,” he replied. “But you’ve been working late for days no