Archie asked Giselle as she helped him put on his t-shirt, "Mum, are you going to work today?""Yes. It is Friday, not the weekend yet," she replied, reaching for the comb on the nightstand."Don't go to work today," he whined."Yes, Mum. Don't go. Stay with us," Ayla chimed in, standing next to her with a towel wrapped around her little body."Yes, Mum, stay with us," Archie echoed."I wish I could, but I have to go to work. If I don't work, we won't eat," Giselle explained, using the comb on Archie’s hair."But we do eat. Blaire makes food for us all the time," Ayla pointed out."That's because she is the best. But we can't continue relying on her food. I have to support her financially, and you both have to go to school," Giselle said, placing the comb down.She turned to Ayla. "When are we even going to school?" Ayla asked.Giselle opened her mouth to speak, but Archie interrupted. "Do you want to go to school?""No," Ayla answered."What the...?" Giselle thought."Me neither," A
As Giselle walked out of the building, the kids called, "Bye Mum!" in unison. They stood on the balcony with Blaire, waving at her."Bye," she waved back.Turning to the road, Giselle walked out of the streets and headed toward the bus stand. A bus stopped just as she arrived.She entered and joined the others who were standing, holding onto the overhead holder.Giselle wore a green knee-length dress. It was old but still fit her well. She felt tired of wearing skirts and shirts and recognized she would have to get used to them—they were like uniforms for the company.The bus kept moving, and everyone inside focused on the road, minding their own business.As they drove past the school Giselle wanted to enroll her kids in, she felt hopeful. It wasn't far from home, and she believed it would be perfect for them.They would resume on Monday. She didn't want them to continue staying at home; they were missing out on so much. She planned to use her last savings to register them and then w
“What are friends for?" Cameron asked, forcing a smile at the person she hates the most in the entire world. Giselle smiled at her, feeling a little bit secured thanks to her best friend. Cameron always makes her feel this way. Secured and assured that everything will be fine. And she believes it will. She dropped her gaze on the cup in her hands, thinking about how she would get Xavier’s hair or a cup he sipped from. It is going to be hard but she has to try.She thought about what Blaire said. Her and the kids deserve a good life. But she is not doing this for herself but for the kids. They are innocent humans who deserve a good life. She has to try and get this DNA test done. She hopes it comes out positive. She hopes Xavier is the father of her both kids. Not one. Not none. Cameron stared at her ignorant enemy. It is taking her a lot not to squeeze the daylight out the plastic cup in her hands right now. God, she hate Giselle so much. This news has done nothing but add to
Giselle watched as Xavier and Arabella held each other while speaking to Cameron. Her heart ached every time she saw them together. They had actually shared a kiss just seconds ago. She wasn't sure why she had looked their way; it was so annoying.She focused on the files, trying her hardest to understand what Rob was saying, but she couldn't concentrate because of Xavier.This was so annoying.She needed to get Xavier’s hair for the DNA test. That would be difficult, so she planned to go for his cup. But he hadn't asked for coffee or wine since then.Wasn't he thirsty?"Do you understand?" Rob asked, making her look at him.He raised an eyebrow at her.Giselle shook her head.He sighed. "Come on, Giselle, I have been explaining this to you for almost an hour," he said, sounding frustrated.She felt terrible instantly."Where is your attention?" he asked."I'm sorry, Rob. I was...""Just take it and go through them. I need a break," he said, handing the files to her and walking away.
“Why were you trying to steal the cup?" Xavier asked.Giselle's heart pounded harder than it already was.He had seen her trying to put the cup into her pocket. How had she not noticed him?!"I asked you a question, Miss Harrison."She almost flinched."Why were you trying to steal the cup?" he repeated.Her hands became sweaty."I wasn't... I was..."He scoffed.Giselle dropped her gaze."This is fucking hilarious," he said.She closed her eyes and opened them."I saw the way you took the cup from that crew member," he continued.Oh gosh.She clenched her fingers."Your moves were very suspicious, so I had to follow you. And now, I walked in on this. You are stealing a cup now?" he asked mockingly.Waves of embarrassment washed over her, but she was more scared of him discovering why she was taking the cup."Why were you stealing my cup, Miss Harrison?" he demanded.Her heart dropped.She looked at him.He raised his brows at her.Giselle dropped her gaze and was about to speak, but.
“What the heck is wrong with that boss of yours?" Blaire asked as Giselle hung her bag on her shoulder and tucked some strands of hair behind her ear.Giselle thought about packing her hair in a ponytail."Doesn't he understand it is the freaking weekend?" Blaire pressed.Giselle heaved a sigh as she sat on the sofa and began putting on her shoes. They felt tighter every day.She really needed new ones.Blaire scoffed. "Can't he handle emergencies by himself?"Giselle stood up and walked toward the mirror. "It is the weekend, Giselle. You have to rest. He stressed you this week," Blaire said as Giselle used a band to tie her hair while looking at herself in the mirror.She was wearing a blue knee-length dress that was slightly fitted."And you have to spend more time with the kids," Blaire added.Giselle turned to her. "You are right, Blaire. But I have to work. I have no choice."Blaire heaved a sigh, folding her arms.Giselle approached her. "Guess what?"Blaire rolled her eyes."C
“You heard me, didn't you?" Xavier asked.Seriously?"I remember you having good cooking skills. My maids can't make traditional dishes, but you can. So, you are going to work on it, and they will assist you," he said.He was really serious about this."Any questions?" he asked, looking at her."With all due respect, sir, I am your PA and not your maid or cook," Giselle replied, feeling her aching heart.She couldn't believe this.He wanted her to cook for his fiancée's family? Seriously?He chuckled, adding to her aching heart."You have said it all, Miss Harrison," he smirked."You are my PA. My personal assistant. You are meant to assist me personally, and this task is quite personal," he said.She stared at him, feeling angry already."I need to make a good impression on my future in-laws," he added."You really want me to cook for your fiancée's family?" she asked incredulously.He nodded. "Yes, Miss Harrison."Her heart ached."You should get on with it. They are literally on th
Xavier released Giselle, making her move away from him and face the sink."You said you wanted to get water, babe," Arabella said as Giselle sensed her walking into the kitchen."Yes, I was," Xavier replied, placing his cup on the counter next to her."Bring me water, now," he ordered before walking away."Let's go back, baby," he said to Arabella. Giselle looked behind her and saw them walking out of the kitchen.She scoffed, shaking her head as she washed her hands. Rubbing them on her arms where he had gripped, she wondered what was wrong with him. Did he have to be mean all the time? Her arms hurt.Her eyes fell on his glass cup.Sighing, she reached for it and was about to move it to the tap when a thought hit her.This was his glass cup. He had sipped from it.The DNA test.It would be perfect for the DNA test.Yes!She looked behind her. No one was in sight. She wondered what the maids were still doing out there, but they should remain there. She needed to do this now.Gise
Giselle walked out of the room dressed in the same clothes she had worn the day before. She closed the door and headed to the living room.It was a new day, Sunday morning, and she couldn't wait to return home to her kids. They had been bombarding her with texts.Not the kids themselves, but Blaire was the one sending the messages on their behalf. They dictated what to write, and she sent it to Giselle.Yes.They mentioned something about going to church, but Giselle didn't think they would go today. Maybe next week."Good morning, Giselle," she heard Isa's voice, making her look in that direction. Isa stood close to Marta, both smiling at her."Good morning, Isa. Good morning, Martha," Giselle greeted them, returning their smiles."Good morning, ma'am. This is for you," Martha said, handing over an envelope.Giselle accepted it, furrowing her brows."It’s from the boss. He said it’s your salary for the month," Martha explained, causing Giselle's heart to jump for joy."Wow, thank you
Xavier watched Giselle from where he sat. She was the reason he couldn't sleep tonight, the reason he was wide awake. Thoughts of her consumed him.He couldn't stop replaying everything that had happened that day.And now, she had the audacity to come out here, dressed in such attire.What was her plan?His eyes landed on her cleavage, and he felt his sweatpants tighten. They traveled down to her long legs and flawless skin. No doubt she was still as beautiful as five years ago.She has broken his heart. He couldn't forget that. Why was he checking her out?What was she even doing out here anyway?"Xavier," she called, covering her cleavage with her robe.Good thinking."I didn't know you were here," she said, glancing at him as he continued sipping his drink."How are you feeling?" she asked.He scoffed internally."Did you take the pain...""What the hell are you doing out here?" he retorted calmly."I can't sleep," she replied.He raised his brows. "Why?""I... I am hungry," she mu
Giselle froze as the driver said, “Do as he says, ma'am.""Wha...."He turned around and showed her his own dagger.Her eyes widened."Get out, bitch!" the scary man outside yelled, grabbing her hair and forcing her to come out.She let out a scream as he clenched her hair tightly and forced her to lean on the car door. He moved the dagger to her neck, making her gasp as she raised both hands.Her heart pounded rapidly as she let out breaths of fear.Giselle sensed the driver walking out of the car. He grabbed her bag forcefully, making her whimper."Please... don't hurt me.""Shut up!" the scary man yelled, making her flinch and close her eyes. He was very close, moving the dagger dangerously near her neck."One more word and I will slice your tiny throat," he warned.Terror washed over her.God, his breath made her want to throw up.She had never seen her death so near!"What did you find?" he asked the driver, and Giselle looked at him. The driver was searching her bag impatiently.
Xavier released Giselle, making her move away from him and face the sink."You said you wanted to get water, babe," Arabella said as Giselle sensed her walking into the kitchen."Yes, I was," Xavier replied, placing his cup on the counter next to her."Bring me water, now," he ordered before walking away."Let's go back, baby," he said to Arabella. Giselle looked behind her and saw them walking out of the kitchen.She scoffed, shaking her head as she washed her hands. Rubbing them on her arms where he had gripped, she wondered what was wrong with him. Did he have to be mean all the time? Her arms hurt.Her eyes fell on his glass cup.Sighing, she reached for it and was about to move it to the tap when a thought hit her.This was his glass cup. He had sipped from it.The DNA test.It would be perfect for the DNA test.Yes!She looked behind her. No one was in sight. She wondered what the maids were still doing out there, but they should remain there. She needed to do this now.Gise
“You heard me, didn't you?" Xavier asked.Seriously?"I remember you having good cooking skills. My maids can't make traditional dishes, but you can. So, you are going to work on it, and they will assist you," he said.He was really serious about this."Any questions?" he asked, looking at her."With all due respect, sir, I am your PA and not your maid or cook," Giselle replied, feeling her aching heart.She couldn't believe this.He wanted her to cook for his fiancée's family? Seriously?He chuckled, adding to her aching heart."You have said it all, Miss Harrison," he smirked."You are my PA. My personal assistant. You are meant to assist me personally, and this task is quite personal," he said.She stared at him, feeling angry already."I need to make a good impression on my future in-laws," he added."You really want me to cook for your fiancée's family?" she asked incredulously.He nodded. "Yes, Miss Harrison."Her heart ached."You should get on with it. They are literally on th
“What the heck is wrong with that boss of yours?" Blaire asked as Giselle hung her bag on her shoulder and tucked some strands of hair behind her ear.Giselle thought about packing her hair in a ponytail."Doesn't he understand it is the freaking weekend?" Blaire pressed.Giselle heaved a sigh as she sat on the sofa and began putting on her shoes. They felt tighter every day.She really needed new ones.Blaire scoffed. "Can't he handle emergencies by himself?"Giselle stood up and walked toward the mirror. "It is the weekend, Giselle. You have to rest. He stressed you this week," Blaire said as Giselle used a band to tie her hair while looking at herself in the mirror.She was wearing a blue knee-length dress that was slightly fitted."And you have to spend more time with the kids," Blaire added.Giselle turned to her. "You are right, Blaire. But I have to work. I have no choice."Blaire heaved a sigh, folding her arms.Giselle approached her. "Guess what?"Blaire rolled her eyes."C
“Why were you trying to steal the cup?" Xavier asked.Giselle's heart pounded harder than it already was.He had seen her trying to put the cup into her pocket. How had she not noticed him?!"I asked you a question, Miss Harrison."She almost flinched."Why were you trying to steal the cup?" he repeated.Her hands became sweaty."I wasn't... I was..."He scoffed.Giselle dropped her gaze."This is fucking hilarious," he said.She closed her eyes and opened them."I saw the way you took the cup from that crew member," he continued.Oh gosh.She clenched her fingers."Your moves were very suspicious, so I had to follow you. And now, I walked in on this. You are stealing a cup now?" he asked mockingly.Waves of embarrassment washed over her, but she was more scared of him discovering why she was taking the cup."Why were you stealing my cup, Miss Harrison?" he demanded.Her heart dropped.She looked at him.He raised his brows at her.Giselle dropped her gaze and was about to speak, but.
Giselle watched as Xavier and Arabella held each other while speaking to Cameron. Her heart ached every time she saw them together. They had actually shared a kiss just seconds ago. She wasn't sure why she had looked their way; it was so annoying.She focused on the files, trying her hardest to understand what Rob was saying, but she couldn't concentrate because of Xavier.This was so annoying.She needed to get Xavier’s hair for the DNA test. That would be difficult, so she planned to go for his cup. But he hadn't asked for coffee or wine since then.Wasn't he thirsty?"Do you understand?" Rob asked, making her look at him.He raised an eyebrow at her.Giselle shook her head.He sighed. "Come on, Giselle, I have been explaining this to you for almost an hour," he said, sounding frustrated.She felt terrible instantly."Where is your attention?" he asked."I'm sorry, Rob. I was...""Just take it and go through them. I need a break," he said, handing the files to her and walking away.
“What are friends for?" Cameron asked, forcing a smile at the person she hates the most in the entire world. Giselle smiled at her, feeling a little bit secured thanks to her best friend. Cameron always makes her feel this way. Secured and assured that everything will be fine. And she believes it will. She dropped her gaze on the cup in her hands, thinking about how she would get Xavier’s hair or a cup he sipped from. It is going to be hard but she has to try.She thought about what Blaire said. Her and the kids deserve a good life. But she is not doing this for herself but for the kids. They are innocent humans who deserve a good life. She has to try and get this DNA test done. She hopes it comes out positive. She hopes Xavier is the father of her both kids. Not one. Not none. Cameron stared at her ignorant enemy. It is taking her a lot not to squeeze the daylight out the plastic cup in her hands right now. God, she hate Giselle so much. This news has done nothing but add to