I had discussed it for a long time with Jeanne but I had avoided the idea that we could move. How could I come up with such an idea? Jeanne had spent all her savings to complete the scholarship that Central High School had kindly granted me and I'm sure it wasn't always enough because she was always stressing out in the evenings talking about my studies.Certainly, she was keen for me to continue my entire school career in this high school, which implies the fact that not only must I have good grades no, excellent grades, that I behave irreproachably, and that my sister has enough money.I lower my head, it's so hard to be destitute and have no recourse except to kill yourself on the job. It's decided, even if Jeanne is going to be a mule after this month where I will use most of my salary to have a smartphone, and the salary for the next few months will be used for the bills at home. She must understand that she cannot do everything by herself and that she also has the right to get he
Sometime later, we separate and I feel really good invigorated.“Well, it's time for you to eat if you don't mind I'll take care of feeding you ok? »"Hmm hmm"He smiles before chuckling."Anyway, I didn't leave you the choice"I shake my head before smiling, not even fucking serious for a minute.He takes the meal tray and places it on his lap as I salivate over this vegetable soup while next to it is a grilled fish and Chinese noodles, it looks good as I swallow a large amount of saliva. No, I'm not a big foodie, but all of this looks so appetizing to me that it would make anyone's mouth water, everyone would have the same reaction as me, so I don't know why I should be ashamed of it.I feel Michael's finger under my chin as he lifts my face and makes me look at him."You're like a little girl in front of a lollipop store, it's so cute. »Still teasing me this boy. I pouted throwing my face to the side as I sulked at his teasing, he stroked my cheek and I looked at him.“I’m sorry, I
Jeanne had a slow moment of reaction before recovering herself and politely greeting the man in front of her. For sure it was Michaël's father, the kid looked like him like two drops of water and that was not the only resemblance.They had the same rough and boring expression, at least when you didn't know them well because as with Michaël, she is certain that the man in front of her has a good background like his son, it wouldn't be possible otherwise. Michaël is such a nice boy, he must have received a good education.“Hello Mr. Keller it is an honor to meet you, I am Jeanne Clark delighted to meet you”John frowned, this young woman in front of him with her servant's dress, what was she doing at home? Then he smirked, wasn't that the dress of the maids at the Blue Central Hotel? And this girl, is her name Clark like this woman? It's true that in families, there are often little quarrels but if what he thinks is true, then Amanda Clark really makes her daughter work as a maid or is i
Jeanne was angry, until now she had not known that this woman was so famous in the city of Central. Just today, she had known that she was the owner of the hotel she worked in and now people would manage to assimilate her into her.She didn't want to, no never, their quiet little life would only be ruined. What if she accepted the invitation from her real family? Sebastian and the others always said that she and Emma would always be welcome. Wasn't it the right time to leave? But if she does will it be good for Emma? She will have to start all over again and also relearn how to live with them, even if they are nice, she doesn't know if it will be easy for Emma.Nor for her too.Plus she's sure it's going to hurt Emma a lot, even though she's had a hard time in this place, she's also tasted the sweetest ones. Even though it hasn't been that long, she is happy because she has found a dear friend who cares about her with his life and it would be horrible to separate them.The only thing t
Amanda couldn't keep quiet when she heard her daughter Emma had been in an accident. It was indeed hypocritical given the way she had abandoned her at birth, but she had believed that the children would be placed in an orphanage, who would have thought that Jeanne could run away with her sister to take care of it herself?Not only was her daughter mute, but she had also had an accident. Was it divine punishment for being such an awful mother? During all this day, she had tried to reach Jeanne but the latter and she can understand her, had rejected all her calls which even if it hurt her deeply was normal.She had screwed up with her eldest daughter and even though she knew it would be the same with her youngest, she couldn't just give up and forget she was a mother. Not even if she has to crawl in front of them to beg their forgiveness, she is going to do it and even if it lasts for years she is patient and will wait.After having tried several times to reach Jeanne while she was retur
Fabian was not stupid, he could see similarities between these two women and even if it was not his style to meddle in the affairs of others, he felt a certain curiosity to know what was happening now. He had thought that the two young ladies were orphans of both parents and had family only for each other. So who was this lady and why did she look at Jeanne with such sorrow" What are you doing here ?"Jeanne asked with a dry and aggressive tone causing Amanda to shrivel up and lower her eyes, but Jeanne's eyes were fierce, with no room for compassion despite her aggressiveness and the miserable look of the woman in front of her." I asked you a question "Amanda swallowed before looking up at her daughter, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.“Please Jeanne forgive me… I just want to know how Emma is, that’s all I beg you”"It's none of your business, how she's doing or what she's doing has nothing to do with a person of your ilk, now if you want to leave my house I would like
Fabian had not answered and had simply placed his arm to put Jeanne's head on the corner of his shoulder, surrounding her with his embrace. He still had that expressionless face and Jeanne watching him from her position under his face smiled. She likes people who don't talk like him. Who remain Calm and serene and who do not seem affected by situations like these." THANKS ".She knew his silence meant only one thing. I didn't see or hear anything.She closed her eyes and took advantage of this human warmth. It had been the first time in years that someone had comforted her in this way, a masculine embrace. Since Sebastian.They stayed like that for a moment before her stomach started to growl, a sign that she was very hungry, so she stood up, extending her hand to Fabian."I don't think Michael will mind if you delay a little, do you? I'm going to quickly make something to eat, do you want to come with me? »Fabian simply shrugged before following her inside. He studied the house and
Jeanne went to her bedroom and sighed for a moment sitting up on her bed before dialing Amanda's number. She was doing it for Emma and only for her. She still hated this woman so much but her proposal was more than tempting, she had to admit it.The tone was short as if the woman was just waiting for it# Jeanne I beg your pardon I shouldn't have, listen...“I didn’t call you to listen to your excuses… I accept your proposal”# Pardon?"It's hard enough for me as you don't add to it...I'm accepting this house but it doesn't have to be huge enough for Emma and me to live in and I don't want any servants, no expensive furniture I'll come with ours… as you promised I accept on the condition that you stay out of our lives”# Good but my condition also is that I give you the best and the best comes through the best equipment… I'll manage if you want to make sure that it's a prize for your work at the hotel, that you were rewarded with this gracious present so as not to arouse Emma's suspici
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became