Chapter 30Fake marriage with the billionaire playboy..."Thanks, Enzo. I won't stop looking." I said in a soft tone."Is there more? Tell me more." He pleaded, waiting for her reaction."I'm afraid that's all there is to say about my life. I've only dated two men all my life. My first boyfriend in middle school whom I openly confessed my feelings to in front of everyone and there comes Parker, Miguel's father."He nodded, licking his dry lips. "What happened to the former? Did he agree?" He asked, curiously.I nodded. "Fortunately, he did. We dated all throughout middle and high school but broke up due to a misunderstanding. What can I say? We were both young at the time. None of us could muster up the courage to step up and admit to our mistake. I guess we grew tired of having each other. The love was pretty much one-sided. I don't know why the person who confesses first always takes less credit. I didn't regret my decision at the time. I've never once regretted any of the decisi
. . . "Woah! Woah! Hurray!" Mally shouted joyously as he drove through many cars, bypassing them with speed. Screeching around a corner, his gaze drifting to the rearview mirror, her voice overpowering the sultry music being played in his car, as she enthusiastically urged him to floor it. "Go. Go... Go. Yepii! That's it, babe. We're almost there," she screamed out the window as the cool breeze cascaded her face, sweeping away her hair. Lorenzo's grip on the steering wheel became white-knuckled as he tried to put up with her lousy act of happiness although he was fully aware there was no call for such excitement with what he had in mind. He forced out a smile even as she crawled closer, discomforting him with her tiny caresses. "Mally, stop. I'm driving," he said in such a low tone, his eyes never leaving the road ahead. She ignored him continuing her little act of flirtation, rolling her fingers on the seam of his fully-round pink lips, cupping his cheeks in the process. "Did y
...After he'd left, I'd been in my room with my little boy held tightly in my arms. I've been too devastated to come out of the solitary confinement I locked myself in to pull myself together. I've tried many futile deeds to get my mind off him. Reading one of my manga collections, listening to music, humming and singing to its rhythm to the extent it woke my baby but still I couldn't get my mind off him. He was stuck in my thoughts too deeply I was baffled with my own self. What could be the reason? I thought, going on ahead to feed the leftover food to the guards since he won't have it anyway. Then I've regrouped to soliloquizing to myself.Why? Why should I care how things worked out for them? He left with her on his own accord to only where God knows. He'd be alright. Nothing will go wrong. She won't find out. She shouldn't. I thought.I knew I shouldn't give a rat's ass about him especially considering he ditched me without a second thought just to be with that woman. Isn't h
..."Enough already. I'm disappointed, Sophie. What woman? She isn't my woman. Don't use that word again," he said sternly.I said nothing. If she wasn't your woman then what is she to you? I couldn't help but think. Although I was dying to ask I couldn't muster up the courage. I wasn't entitled to. I had no right, whatsoever to be nosy in matters pertaining to his personal life and space. "I won't. I apologize. I think I crossed the line, again." I said softly, keeping my shoulders high.He nodded. "It's only fair I forgive you. Where's my share of the meal let me have it and make amends. What do you say?" he asked, shamelessly."That's unlikely since It's no more. I told ya. I fed it to the guards and had some. There's nothing left of it to give to you. Your loss." I said. However, it wasn't entirely true since I lost my appetite.He cocked his head to the side, crossing his arms. "Is that so? You're so considerate," he said sarcastically.I rolled my eyes at him, looking away."
. . . Now listen, dear daughter. For one I'm sure something must have happened to make you this haggard. Secondly, £20million was debited from my account today. I demand to know how you spent such a huge amount of money within one day." He let go and waited for her response. Mally wiped her cheeks, swallowing hard. "I used the money for something significant, Father. It isn't something for you to question me for." She said. Deucalion held his back head, tiredly. "You can't be serious! Oh. My. Goodness. Such a huge amount of money wasted like that. I heard you bought a car with it. Why? You have every brand there is when it comes to cars... So what did you need it for?" He asked. "For Lorenzo. Don't call it a waste, Father. It isn't since I bought it for my darling." She tried hiding the sadness from her father but he could see through her. "If that's what happened... Then why are you crying? Didn't he approve?" He asked, worriedly. "He... He...," The words drifted away. But th
...Morning.I woke up, yawning and stretching my arms. My baby allowed me to get some good time sleep yesterday night. It's been a long I remember having one because of him. I was happy."Good morning, sweetheart. Mummy appreciates you for letting her sleep. Thanks for that, my darling boy. You're a good boy." I said, kissing and tickling him as he gurgled, kicking his legs. I carried him in my arms and bathed him. I hummed as I changed his clothes and shoes. I brushed down his curly hair, pinning it with a ribbon. After I was done breastfeeding him, I gently lay him down on the bed. "Stay here ma love. Mama will be back soon," I whispered in his ear, removing my nightwear and going for a quick shower. I brought out my strapless orange gown and wore it after I was done. I put on my earrings and brushed down my hair as it cascaded down my shoulders. I rubbed a little makeup and sprayed some perfume."Yeah. I'm done." I stared at myself through the mirror. The gown hugged and expos
...He gave me a killer smile. "Kk. Honey. Anything you say," he said, holding my hand. We walked to the baby's store. He waited at its entrance as he gestured for me to go on in."The ball is now in your court, Honey. Select whatever you see fit. I absolutely don't have the slightest bit of an idea what our little one may be needing. I don't know the necessarily baby things to purchase." He explained, crossing his arms and legs as he leaned against the door.My heart skipped with excitement at hearing him accept my baby as his as per the agreement. It was a first. I hope to get used to hearing him address my son as 'Our' instead of deeming him as only mine.I bowed at the kind gesture before sauntering deeper inside as I picked out luxurious wears I knew would fit his petite body and shoved them inside the cart. I moved over to the next line, shoving the diapers, towels, cotton balls, shampoos, soaps, oils, plastic baby baths, Toys, bangles, baby creams, powders, shoes and socks.
. .."Anytime, Ma'am Cordero." He bowed, taking a step back. I removed my heels and kept them beside his on the dry, sandy sand. The first touch of water sent a shock up my spine, and I gasped. The current was much stronger than it looked on the surface. It felt like it was pulling me along with it and I had to fight just to keep still. The rocks beneath my feet were smooth and slippery.Exhilarated, I stood in the middle of the river and looked around the trees and fog-frosted mountains, I was immersed in experiencing the sights as well as seeing them. A smile of wonder crept over my face. I'd loved wandering, going to different places, seeing new faces, camping and stopping to eat with Christine before continuing but I've never gotten the chance for that. I've been highly occupied with my job and the thought of finding my poor Dad which led me here. I was happy for at least fulfilling one of my dreams.He held my hand as we walked in the direction of the current. "Come, let's go.
A FEW MONTHS LATER.Mum had been so excited with both finding out about the marriage and my pregnancy that she'd actually boarded a flight to Holland. She'd been with me ever since, helping out in every possible way she could, for this day.My girlfriend called earlier and informed me she was already on her way. I can only say she booked a morning flight. I just hope she gets here before the wedding starts.I sat down on the chair while Ellabelle did the dressing. "Now, the finishing touches. A little makeup since you're already gorgeous, ma'am." She said.I smiled as she opened the kit and brought out the cosmetics. She applied it to my face before pinning the birdcage veil on my hair. "We're done." She said and pulled me up. "Thanks." I gazed at myself through the large mirror and I loved how I looked. My hair was in multiple bubble braids. The silver earrings, heart pendant and bracelet were sparkling and the makeup added to the beauty. I stared down my bridal silk gown, designed
Second to last Episode....After everything Rohan left with Daphne. Lorenzo took me to his parked car and we hopped in. The driver honked the horn and sped off instantly. We reached home after an hour as I climbed out of the car, we linked arms and side to side we walked in.As soon as Miguel saw us, he left Ellabelle and ran to me, embracing me. "Mama.""My baby boy. I'm back now, Okay," I said, lifting him up and into my arms."Welcome ma'am, Sophie. The food is ready. Should I bring it over to your room or you'd like to have it here?" She asked.I smiled, still feeling euphoric from officially being proposed to. "You don't have to. We've already eaten at the restaurant. Thanks for looking after Miguel." I rather said."It's nothing, ma'am. It's part of my job." She said.Lorenzo kissed my cheeks. "I'll be in our room. I need to have a shower." He said and left.I gently sat down on the chair, dropped Miguel on my lap and grabbed the remote control, turning on the television. I f
...Thankfully he arrived at the restaurant before her, taking a seat at the reserved joint. After a few minutes, a sophisticated, elegant, classic-looking lady approached him. Although her eyes were covered with sunglasses he needed no one to tell him who it was. He offered her a seat and sat down next to her. Mally thanked him, crossing her legs as she yanked off the glasses, shoving them into her purse."So, What's this about?" She asked."Thanks for coming. How have you been, Mally?" He knew he had to ask. He'd felt bad after watching the news about her father's death.Mally huffed, shaking her head at the irony of the question. "You mean after you dumped me? Why? Would you have been happy if I turned out dead?!" She snapped, rolling her eyes as he said nothing. "Well, it's too bad since I'm still breathing. Is that the kind of response you expected? Of course, I'm not alright. It feels like my world has been turned upside down. But you don't have to worry. It absolutely has no
...Lorenzo had been quiet all the way back home. He horned the car and the gatekeeper opened the gate for him. He drove in and parked, climbing down, he walked inside as I raced after him, trying to keep up with his pace. I grabbed his arm in the hallway, turning him to look at my face."Are you mad at me, Enzo?" I asked.He removed my hand and wanted to leave but I held on, encircling my arms around his stomach waist and placing my head against his back. The abrupt act got him to stop."I'm sorry. Please don't get mad at me." I said softly.He slowly removed my hand and turned me to face him. "You disobeyed me, Sophie. Infront of everyone. We should have deliberated on this as a couple before you go spilling everything all on your own. You broke the contract rules and deserve discipline for doing so."I opened my mouth to talk but couldn't form any coherent words. He was right. I took the decision upon myself however, I was only trying to set things straight. "I-l apologize, Enzo
..."I shouldn't have concealed the truth from the world. I can't excuse myself for being an accomplice. We were in on it, together. I'm sorry." He repeated as if saying the mantra would bring back my deceased brother."It's hard and a lot for me to take in sir but I... l understand. You loved your son enough to forsake my father. I will try to forgive and forget that fact." I said, my voice hoarse from crying."Thank you. I truly appreciate it. I never knew you were Malton's daughter. He was a good man and my friend at heart. Do not despise him. Whatever wrong he does is not his fault. It's ours since we made him that way." Webster said, continuing."We killed your brother, scarred your father but here you are, married to my son and taking care of him. I deserve to die." He said lastly in pain. Where was I going to start? They've trusted and believed I was married to their son for a year now. I think it's time to reveal the truth. "Mum, Dad, Daphne. I have something to say. You ca
The secret behind the killing....Malton was agitated to see him give in so easily and angrily cocked the gun barrel to finish him off. He stopped abruptly as he heard a scream."Noo, Father. Please don't!!" I shouted.Malton's attention was thwarted as he turned to know who had that voice. Although the face wasn't familiar, he was strangely drawn to the woman. Lorenzo ran inside and stopped at the horrible sight. His father was just a step away from being sent to the afterlife. "It's me, father. I'm Sophie... Your daughter."Malton's eyes widened as he abruptly stepped back. He was suddenly having mixed emotions. His feelings were all over the place as he couldn't believe nor comprehend what was happening. "It can't be. The last time I spoke with Laura she informed me our daughter was sixteen, not this grown adult. And she stays with her mother in New York City." He said, disapprovingly."Father. Please listen to me. I'm Sophie Winterfield, your only daughter. I know you went th
..NEW YORK.Morning.I yawned and opened my eyes. I climbed out of bed and removed my nightie as I went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower as the water cascaded down my body. I turned it off when I was done and reentered the room. I heard my boy's voice calling to me. "Mama!""Miguel, Mummy's coming. Let me put on my clothes... Okay?" I said and went to my closet.I yanked out the blue gown and wore it instantly. I packed my hair into a tight bun and went to his cot. I lowered down and carried him in my arms. He was already a year old to be lying around in a crib although in my eyes he'd always remain a baby. One I watched grow. Just then, a knock came in. My mother walked in."Good morning, Mum." She smiled. "Come down, breakfast is served.""Okay. I'll be right there." She nodded before leaving.I dropped my son on his feet and held his tiny hands as we walked out the door. I climbed down the stairs and stopped at the dining table.I saw the food and drinks had already been
9:35 Pm.Night.So, that was how it happened. It was probably the reason why he couldn't find Malton. So those three had been friends with Sophie's father all along, then how could they betray him? He thought. Sighing, he raked his fingers through his hair. He wouldn't allow anything to befall his Dad. He will protect him. It was never Webster's fault. He battled with his mind, thinking hard about whether to tell his wife what he'd just found out. In the end, he decided it was best not to.His driver parked the car and opened the door for him. He came down and walked inside his house. He went to his room and dropped the briefcase before removing his clothes. He entered the bathroom and had a warm bath, to clear his lousy thoughts. When he went to select his robe, a knock came in. He waited till he was done. "Come in."The door opened and she stepped in. "Sir, your dinner's served." Lorenzo gazed at her and pointed at the table. "Drop it there." She did as she was told with her head
"You don't have to apologize. It's my fault. I should have told you sooner." She said in tears, wiping her eyes as she pulled me into a hug. "Don't cry anymore, my child. I can't afford to see you in tears." She eased back, wiping my teary face."Thanks, Mum. Thanks for telling me the truth.""Are you hungry? I made lunch." She said softly.I shook my head. "I'm good. I only need some rest." I said as my eyes went round my room. I saw Miguel's cot at the extreme and knew he had already gone off to sleep. My gaze fell on the present underneath the table."What's that, Mum?" I asked, curiously."This? Your stepdad was so happy when he got promoted and decided to buy you a present. Damon believed you'd surely come back for it. And you did. I've been praying for your arrival ever since." She went and brought it out, handing it over to me. "I hope you will like it."I grabbed the package, ripping it entirely off. I gasped excitedly as I saw the purple designer handbag and a sparkling brace