The days that followed were pretty quiet. Almost calm, I would say that my sister was not in her normal state. Since that day when she had come back with a gloomy face – Michael had told me she was hungover, and while Fabian was taking care of her, he had asked us not to ask her questions and to just let her rest. My sister never drinks so I wanted to know if she had any problems but I had no right to bother her. Jeanne avoided looking Fabian in the eye, that same day when he came back, she had wanted to pretend to be asleep but he had been persistent and she had to listen to what he had to say. At least in the beginning because she was not ready to confide in her infidelity. She was so scared that he could have been disgusted with her and should want to break up so she evaded the issue as much as possible. Fabian on his side wanted to talk about it but every time he broached the subject, Jeanne started shaking and ran into the bathroom. Their relationship was no longer the s
The day improved, let's say Jeanne's mine, she looked tenderly at Fabian again as before while at the New Year's Eve dinner, Fabian stood up attracting everyone's attention. He seemed to be very happy and when I looked closely, Jeanne looked a little too shy. "Hm I don't like speeches so I'll keep it simple. Jeanne and I are getting married in February and we have another news to tell you” Lenny started clapping before speaking. "Come on sweetie don't make us languish and quickly tell us why my future daughter-in-law is so shy, she who is still so extroverted" He spoke and I looked at him strangely. Was he Fabian's dad? If so, I can assure you that the two are not even a little alike, neither physically nor psychologically. He is rather effeminate while Fabian is the manly type. I looked away from this strange man and focused on Fabian who was all moved with a red face. He gave me the impression of being a shy teenager in front of the girl he likes in college, Jeanne stood
Charlotte advanced towards Michaël while the latter regained his composure. He's not going to waste his time thinking about such a useless fact as Charlotte's presence with this woman, about it, he despises them both. One because of the harm she has done to Emma and the other because she sleeps with his father. For him, all the women who do it are without honor because his father is garbage. He decided to walk purposely avoiding Charlotte which everyone noticed. People started whispering and Charlotte blushed with shame. So even the fact that she came with a woman as powerful as Amanda Clark does not interest him. He still does not see that they are meant to be together and therefore he has to pair up with her. "Michael" She screamed she was so angry that despite her best efforts he continued to ignore her like that. She was fed up that he continued to love this vulgar mute while a girl as beautiful as she was chasing after him. She was more than tired of Michaël looking dow
I'm exhausted and it's not Aden who will leave me alone. He kept pulling me in all directions supposedly to make me taste dishes that I would no doubt find exquisite. Well, no need to make a fuss about it since I was going to eat it anyway. Jeanne is sitting talking with Mr. Burns and his daughters and I can see Melanie touching her belly with joy. I imagine they are talking about babies. Indeed, while Mr. Burns was about to make a toast, Jeanne declined the cup of wine given to her by Angelica, which caught the attention of the two women. "Miss Jeanne is pregnant, isn't she? » “Stop with ''Miss'', Angy… you are too formal” “Can I be informal? » Jeanne smiled nodding as the two women started talking like chatterboxes. “So you are just starting? Oh, I remember with my firstborn. I was so worried but fortunately, Jonathan was by my side and reassured me that I was going to ensure “ Angelica smiled as Melanie also seemed to be immersed in her memories. "It's true, it was t
I received a message from Jeanne telling me that she and Fabian would come to pick us up so that we could go directly to the mountains. I did not understand why such a rush, especially since I had not yet put my things away for the occasion. What about Mira then? The doctor had announced that the extreme cold was not good for her so if we have to leave now at this time of the morning – 2 o'clock – she must be sleeping and it is really cold, especially for someone coming out of her bed. ** Why is my sister in such a hurry? We said we were going tonight. ** Michaël lowered his head before deciding to take my phone. Michaël knows that Emma is on social networks and soon, she will be able to come across a video of what happened with Amanda Clark. She is not ready yet, especially if she has to find out through the information. ** My phone ** “Hup, I confiscated it. I want you to give me all your time and only have eyes on me. That you give me all your attention so no phone duri
Amanda Clark was in a corner of her room having drawn the curtains on her windows and turned off all the lights. She was sitting on the floor with a sheet over her head, her face dark. She never imagined something like this could have happened. This dirty kid, she asked her assistant to get rid of her, she never wants to see her again even on the way. She doesn't know where he took her. She knows her father has an apartment in the city center and her mother is missing. She doesn't care, her life is in shambles and it's not this gathering of journalists in front of her house that will say the opposite. They have been like this since very early this morning and she does not dare to go out because they would blame her about her daughters. Speaking of them, there is no doubt that these raptors in search of the scoop have already knocked on their door. Emma must now be lost by all that is going on and knowing the public opinion, inquiries have already begun to be carried out. Th
The evening quickly arrived and it was time to go to dinner. I got up a little muddy as I looked at my side Michaël who was still sleeping very soundly. I smiled before stroking his cheek then not wanting to disturb him when he looked so well-rested, I got up, took my clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash up. It was good to live in this place, at least that was my impression. I took off my clothes before getting into the shower cubicle, I turned the showerhead and welcomed the hot water with satisfaction, I felt like I was there again. I don't know how long I was in the shower until I heard a knock on the door. " Babe? You're nearly done? » I turned off the water supply before grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my chest. I went to open the bathroom door slightly to see Michael red-faced at my sudden appearance and smiled at him. ** Good evening. Do you want to use the shower? ** “Hm yes but please take your time. If you haven't finished you can go." * * It's
I had been listening to my sister for almost an hour as she told me about her life with the Clark couple. I already knew that our father was a policeman who was killed in a shootout between two rival gangs, so I found out that after his death, my mother who was pregnant with me started her descent to hell. She no longer slept and refused to eat, crying all day at the loss of our father. The neighbors helped us with food while we survived on the pension my father left behind. But according to Jeanne, my father's crooked superiors quickly cut off all pensions in defiance of our precarious situation. Our mother was in a very fragile state, she was the one who took care of everything at home, cleaning, laundry, and cooking, not to mention that she had to take care of our mother, forcing her to feed herself for my good. When the time came for me to come into the world, they arrived at the hospital and the delivery, although difficult, fortunately, did not end in a cesarean section.