30****Kevin's POV****“Really?" I chuckled.“Husband and son?" I asked, almost choking with laughter. My mom stomped the desk at once, “Stop that shit, Kevin! Don't be a foolish child, and stop asking me lame questions!"“Should I fold my hands and watch another woman take what belongs to me? Never!"“Rosalind Arnold will never do that!" She shrieked. “Right.." I said, clapping briefly. “In your words, I quote: ‘Rosalind Arnold!' not Fawcett and definitely not Fidell!."“I guess you do not have the slightest idea that he changed his last name. You gotta think of a smarter plan mom, because it is evident that the plan you have will end up being fruitless!" I snapped. My mom looked blankly, my words had definitely gotten to her. She gave one last puff and settled the cigarette on her dancing fingers. As she engaged herself in deep thoughts, she smacked her bubble gum noisily. My eyes assessed her oval face, she had pierced the upper part of both ears, and placed a diamond jewelry
31****Maurice's POV****Ever since the robbery incident, I had secretly contacted the team for Special Weapons and Tactics (SWAT). Fortunately, I had a close friend who worked in SWAT, our friendship started since we were ten. He lost his mom way back, when he was eight and was wrongly treated by his father's new wife. Then in school, he always arrived very late, his homework unattended and his eyes very droopy. His stomach rumbled with hunger whenever he sat beside me, and at the close of school one fateful day, I found him picking leftover candy from the sport field at St. Phillips. Our friendship begun that day, and I shared my lunch with him. While we ate, he narrated his life experience to me. ‘His father was being kind to let him continue at St. Phillips' he had said. His step mother had vehemently kicked against that. Days later, Sebastian began to drop by at my place before we headed for school. He constantly met with my parents before we left, and although we didn't have
32****Maurice's POV**** The view I met when I got back to work a week later made me stop right in track. Outside the building of Venus Group, was a white 2018 Honda Accord designed with white ribbons neatly crossed at the middle, and tied in a bow at the handles and plate number.On getting closer to the car as well as the entrance, some members of Venus Group began to troop out one after the other. Mr. Mark came first, followed by Natalie, and then my Chinese colleague, Liu Ling, before the bald headed Mr. Locke joined in. Just as I thought, ‘It was for me!'“Congratulations on acquiring your official car, Mr. Maurice Brown! You have served Venus Group steadfastly and worked tirelessly in making this company flourish greatly" Mr. Mark said with a smile and then continued.“I specifically ordered that this model be made available to you this morning, because of the unproblematic period of your probation. You are special and honored in this firm, Maurice!" He finalized, while the oth
33****Natalie's POV****Kevin had sent his aides a day before, to pick me after I was back from a spa session at Zen Spa and Beauty Center.My phone chimed the moment I had refreshed and relaxed on my settee, munching a plate of cookies. Flipping the text message open, it read; “Hi sunshine! My men will be at your place shortly. Make sure to look your absolute best when you come over. Don't say no to your future husband!"‘The nerves!' Did Kevin think I supported his idea for marriage? Fine... I understood that my dad intentionally wanted to build his relationship with Mr. Fidell, and maybe have his way in dating Louisa, but I wasn't giving in to marrying Kevin. Do I love Kevin? Yes... I do, but then there's Maurice!. My father had willed the ownership of his gold mine land to me on my last birthday, which I was thankful to have secured during my rape incident. Notwithstanding the fact that the Fidells were wealthier than us, the gold mine land was enough for me to establish myself,
34****Natalie's POV****“Natalie! Natalie!"“Nat!" Maurice called, jerking me rigorously. From where I lay, I was able to discern the apprehension on his face and in his voice. I could see clearly, but I felt strangely weak. I made to utter a statement, but then I felt a movement in my pants and in my palms. The little boys scurried over. Immediately, the weakness I felt seized.“Are you okay?" Maurice asked, holding my head firmly to his chest. I searched about myself with my right arm, my arms twitching in worry. My eyes widened in panic when I noticed what the boys had done. “Shit! My purse and cell phone!"“Huh?!" I heard Maurice say. “The little boys! They..."The two magicians joined in the run. I wasn't done with speaking when I saw Maurice scamper over, his athletic heels swallowing the wide distance between him and the boys, drawing him closer and closer to them. Distraught, I joined in the run, dusting the accumulated dirt off my pants. “Maurice! Hey!" I exclaimed,
35****Kevin's POV****“Son!" I heard faintly in my sleep. The voice came louder, “Son!" ‘Urrgggghhh!' my head banged. My mother was at it again. Returning the pillow I had used to block my ears in the right position, I checked the time from the alarm clock on the cabinet closest to my bed. It was exactly 4:15pm. I wondered where I went wrong by making my mom stay in my apartment. She opted to stay in a hotel instead but I refused, trying to play the good forgiving son, right?! I guess I brought this upon myself. I walked towards the dining in the sitting room, still on my shirt and shorts. My mom was sitting right in my best chair at the dinning, munching cookies in a plate and gulping it down with a pack of orange fruit juice. ‘Was I seeing clearly?'“Mom?" I called. “Yes, baby boy!" She responded, smiling at me. “You are holding a pack of fruit juice, I just want to be sure I'm not dreaming" I continued. My mom seemed dazed at what I said, she adjusted the edge of the blac
36****Maurice's POV****On this day, I summoned the courage to confront Natalie on her marriage with Kevin Fidell. Mr. Mark had earlier decided to give all of his interested employees a treat. ‘All work and no fun makes a grumbling employee!' he had said after the general meeting on Friday. A picnic was stated to take place the next day at Tropicana Beach, which was situated at the outskirts of Esturnburg. I woke up that Saturday, happy and energetic. Opening my blinds, I inhaled the fresh air, happy for a great morning. Having freshened up some minutes later, I began to prepare for the picnic, putting my paper towels, a foldable umbrella and a water bottle into my beach bag. With that done, I wore my flip flops and hat, wiping my spectacle clean before wearing it back and adding a sunglass to my bag just incase.My mother had prepared pan cakes and creamy coffee for breakfast, so I stopped at the kitchen to take a few bites of pan cakes and some sips from the coffee. I walked towar
37***Natalie's POV***Two days after, the sound of chirping birds woke me up. It was Monday and I was to get ready for work. Checking the alarm clock that stood close to my bed, I roved my eyes to see the time. Thank God it was 5:30 am! I needed more sleep and I definitely wasn't ready to step my foot in Venus Group today. I was simply avoiding Maurice. I tossed on my bed, clinging tightly to my giant pink teddy bear and even when I tried to catch some sleep, sleep never came. My thoughts wandered on Maurice, to Kevin and then to Jane. ‘Was I a bad person to have soiled her plans on having Maurice as her man?'I still couldn't bring myself to answer that. The alarm clock came blaring soon, and it was only then I discovered I had been tossing for an hour. “Urrrrgggh!" I groaned, covering my ears with my pillow and trying to put off the damn clock with my left hand. The alarm clock seemed far and I kept stretching my arm till I landed on the floor. “Oucch! Shit!"That same moment,
Epilogue Could Natalie and her husband hide his surgery and his state of incapability from Louisa?. They indeed tried their possible best, but Louisa noticed in no time. They wouldn't remain in whatever state Natalie had mentioned, forever. Louisa Brown found out the very moment she stepped her foot in the Brown's home for a visit. Maurice's mobility took quite the time, solid six months. However, he began exercising his legs by walking around the garden in their home. Natalie, his loving wife, was always willing to help. In a month, Maurice began to walk, advancing in progress as the days went by. Additionally, Natalie birthed her twin babies the next month, and Maurice couldn't contain his joy. Two healthy looking kids, a boy and a girl which they both named, Maya and Maverick. The lovey dovey couple, Jane and Kevin, visited the Browns as they promised, bearing their wedding invitation card which they presented before they left their abode. Their joy was simply undiluted,
72“I think we need to leave, your dad's food is getting cold!" She managed to say, she didn't want him to notice just how jittery and nervous she felt. He flashed a smile as he stood very close now, and Jane looked at him, admiring his beards and eyes. She couldn't stop staring at his eyes. His stare was still fixed at Jane. Making his eyes duller and licking his lower lips, Kevin leaned in more and more. ‘The effect Jane had on him!' Kevin couldn't dispute the fact that Jane was the first lower class girl he had ever fallen for, she would never had been his type before his days in prison but there was something about Jane! He couldn't help but appreciate the fact that a bit of his personality changed after his stay. Jane was fire!.Their nose touched now and they felt each other's breathe on their faces. Jane began to close her eyes tightly, exhilarated that Kevin made to kiss her. His nose grazed hers, and then went down her cheek, before she heard him whisper softly. “I'd try
71Jane walked brisky, and halted two steps forward. “What the fuck am I doing?!" She mused, her face wearing a little frown. Biting her lips and giving in to a wide smile, she remembered the naughty dream she had last night about Kevin. ‘How could I think of him so much that he appeared right in my dream?' she muttered unconsciously. Wasn't she stupid to fall for Kevin? She thought. Kevin had also been involved with Natalie. Why was she always attracted to anyone around Natalie?! She thought further, giving a loud sigh. She was definitely crazy! Yes. If Kevin still had a thing for Natalie, she would be flung back into another period of heartbreak and desolateness. She would rather kill whatever she felt for Kevin now and save herself of such stress, but could she?.Heading a few steps forward, she stopped right in her tracks as she discovered Kevin had been standing, his hands was tucked in his pocket and his face gazing directly to the floor, switching it to the other side of t
70****Natalie's POV****The reception area of The Arnold Healing Center was almost the same as the Oaks Medical Center where Maurice's first surgery was conducted. However, I could spot that the current hospital was more sparse and equipped. Not so surprised, the Fiddell's baffling wealth was never hidden!.The sudden deep breath Maurice gave as they placed him on the stretcher made me panic. I sucked in a deep breath too, shutting my eyes, before the masculine voice of an advanced doctor jilted me out of my solemn moment. “You will be just okay, pretty lady!" The doctor said with a smile, he was dressed in shrubs. I couldn't help but smile back despite how I felt. He was so cool, regardless of the fact that he had aged. Was this Kevin's grandfather? Dr. Arnold?.“Dr. Arnold... I think you're Mr. Brown's wife, right?" He asked, offering a handshake.“Yes, I am" I replied with a smile, taking his hands. I should have noticed he was Kevin's grand father the moment I beheld his face.
69****Kevin's POV****I painted the white part of my drawing paper, applying the red hue I had lightened with a white. As I stroked the brush repeatedly on the paper, I was satisfied at the exact color of redness it reflected. ‘Perfect!' I whispered. The sound of approaching footsteps caught my attention and I darted my eyes to the entrance of my little pleasure workshop. Yes! My pleasure workshop. For now, I painted every and anything my mind could think of to retain the little joy I felt since I arrived Carolton, hoping to enlarge that joy soon. Peering closely, I discovered it was my grandfather's worker, Jane. Our eyes met, and she looked away, letting her sight fall to her feet. In her hand was a basket of food. I had requested that Dr. Arnold inform Jane of my need for lunch that afternoon. “It won't be bad to know how her food tastes right?" I had asked my grandad. “How her food taste?" He returned the question with disbelief, evident in his eyes. “You have no idea of J
68****Natalie's POV****I just couldn't believe my ears when the doctor came up with another news after giving the diagnosis he did earlier. “I'd advise your husband should be moved to another hospital. His condition is critical and he needs the best hands to ensure a successful surgery" the doctor suggested. I looked on not knowing the best way to react. Already, I've been tired of weeping. My head felt way too light. Maurice made to talk. “Where do..."“Don't speak Maurice, please..." I sauntered.Maurice was very conscious unlike his first stay at the hospital, but now his condition was actually worse like the doctor had said. He was unable to stand upright now, and though he could gaze at me. All he did was lie on the bed, wearing a sad look on the face. “I will make very careful enquiries on the best hospital to be referred to"“Do have a nice day, Mr. Brown and take enough rest. The nurses would check in from time to time" he said, placing his stethoscope back to his neck
67“Granny! Granny!" Jane called, scurrying to the kitchen. “What about this? How does it look?" She asked, turning around in a circle. The emerald wrap dress she wore, danced around with her. “This is just perfect! You look beautiful as always my pretty little darling!" Her granny complimented, giving a tired laugh. Jane laughed along, going behind to clasp her granny's shoulder while resting her head on them. After visiting Dr. Arnold two weeks before, they had come to a conclusion that Jane would deliver food for him at lunch and attimes for breakfast if he had to leave his home on time, this would be passed across as a notice to her through a text or call. A compilation of the doctor's favorite meals were written down, and Jane took proper note of them. The first day she was dressed in a shirt and pant, and had gone to deliver bento boxes that contained smoked salmon bagels, roast beef, brie sandwiches and grilled vegetables wrapped in hummus. Dr. Arnold found that funny. He
66****Kevin's POV****Still pissed at what just happened, I surged forward. Wondering why the lady I had ran into, hit me so hard that my cap had to lose it's position. ‘What the fuck was she thinking?!'She succeeded in revealing my face, something I never wanted. Nobody should know that Kevin Fidell was back and out from prison. I couldn't bear to be treated or looked upon as a bad person, the prison had placed a long term stigma on me. One that would go as much as lasting forever. Now, I appeared like the lowest of low lives but I don't freaking care!. Everyone thinks of me as a deranged person. No, I was fully sane, but this is my resort to hiding my identity. Back in East Esturnburg Penitentiary, the law had made a decision that ended up in my favor. My sickness was too severe to still retain me, else my condition would get worse and so I was granted my freedom. Just like that! My only duty was to make sure I never got myself into any mess, else I would receive an even harder
65****Natalie's POV****Maurice took a break for one whole month, before he considered going over to his new office in Lauren & Co, the commercial building his office was situated. That one month served as a very intimate honeymoon for the both of us, and the environment of our abode made it even more enjoyable. Maurice and I had wild sex in every corner of the room, the bathtub, the kitchen, verandah, on the big cabinet and sometimes I was pinned against the wall. Saying I was not wowed would be my highest form of insincerity. I never believed Maurice would give me good sex, which got even better while we were at it. “Every man has wild thoughts for a woman he loves, Nat. I was simply respecting you and your body" he had said, when I informed him of my astonishment. The next one week after our one month of honeymoon, threw me into the loving wife mood. I prepared breakfast early while his bath water was already placed in bathroom, woke him up with morning kisses to go in for his