As Anthony parked the car by the roadside, he turned to Aysel, noticing a solitary tear glistening in her eye. Aysel's heart sank at the thought that this might be the final meeting with her mother.Aysel's reverie was abruptly interrupted as the car came to a stop, and she met Anthony's gaze, her eyes brimming with tears."I'll be back with some clothes for you. Stay here," Anthony stated, grabbing his ATM card before exiting the car with a firm slam of the door, locking it securely.Aysel's eyes widened in shock. "What are you doing? Please, I can't stay in an enclosed space. Open the car," she pleaded, knocking on the window, causing Anthony to pause.Turning to face her, Anthony observed the desperation and fear in Aysel's eyes, hinting at past traumas. His brows furrowed slightly, and his jaw clenched in contemplation before he pressed the button to unlock the car."Why resist the lock? Are you planning to run back to your mom? To be taken away from me?" Anthony questioned, whil
"Dad?" Anthony's voice carried a hint of uncertainty as he entered the central parlor where his father was seated."Why are you here? Your daughter-in-law is not here. She's at the city hospital," Anthony informed his father, his tone laced with frustration. He didn't expect to meet the old bastard there at his mansion. "You still haven't learned how to handle these situations, have you? The same foolish son of mine," Mr. Garcia remarked in a disappointed tone, taking a drag from his pipe without regard for the hurtful impact of his words.Anthony's fist clenched, his jaw tight as he locked eyes with his father, a golden fury simmering beneath the surface. Despite Anthony's visible anger, Mr. Garcia continued to provoke him with callous remarks."I bet you didn't know that the man who nearly violated your wife is not some random horny stranger but her boss in the company where she worked to feed herself and her mom after you had rejected her and my grand-child," Mr. Garcia revealed,
She opened her eyes abruptly, her eyes flashing with anger as she sought out the person responsible, only to feel a vile-like grip on her jaw, causing her eyes to widen in shock.She saw that it was Anthony who was before her and could not stop the question that slipped out of her tongue. "What are you doing, Anthony?" she managed to question, her words strained through clenched teeth, trying to bear the pain she felt on her jaw but before she could say more, a stinging slap ran across her face, and her head turned to the dude immediately, silencing any further words from her. Anthony’s rigid hand tightened around her jaw, his voice cutting through the air with a menacing edge. "Don't you dare utter my name with that vile mouth of yours, Scarlett. If you do, you might find yourself without a tongue for the rest of your wretched life."As Anthony spoke, his voice grew louder and more intense, his golden eyes ablaze with fury as he glared at Scarlett with a mix of hatred and irritation
****The following day, a Grey Mercedes Benz, Red Porsche, and Sleek black Lamborghini cars zoomed swiftly into the estate and got pulled to a halt in an orderly manner in the parking lot. A few of the bodyguards dressed in black uniforms putting on black shade of sunglasses went forward and opened the front door of the Mercedes-Benz. Anthony stepped out and strode to the other side of the car and opened it up for Aysel. The other guards also opened the front doors of the other cars and Janetta stepped out of the red sleek Porsche in a graceful and beautiful manner. Dressed in a fitted white gown which stopped at her knee with an silver expensive necklace with a heart-shaped pendant hanging over her chest. Putting on similar earrings to the necklace she had on. A wide smile was on Janetta’s lips as her deep blue eyes scanned the estate. Her cheeks glowed under the calm sunlight. Meanwhile, Xavier jumped down from his Lamborghini in his playful style. Swiftly combing his light bro
Anthony noticed she had stopped struggling which made him chuckle. Only for Anthony to turn around with Aysel in his arms and find Xavier and Janetta in their usual argument which seemed more like playful banter. Anthony rolled his eyes in a tired manner when Xavier acted like he was hurt after Janetta had hit him on the shoulder. "When will this asshole fucking grow up?” Anthony questioned with a hiss coming out of his lips afterward. "They look so cute together,” Aysel rooted for them. "Really?” He asked. "Yes!” Aysel agreed still smiling as she watched the two couples. "Well..then what about us? Aren't we cute too? Like the cutest couple in the whole of America,” Anthony teased and Aysel’s palm flew to her face, hiding the fast rush of blood that flowed to her cheeks as she rolled her eyes in her palm. "Why has he been so shameless recently? This is not the devil I knew before. Anthony is becoming really really shameless!” Aysel thought inwardly, still hiding her blushing fac
A clap was suddenly heard from above the stairs, startling Aysel as she moved a foot away from Anthony’s torso.Her gaze moved to the top of the stairs as her brown hazel eyes met with Anthony’s Dad own as he descended the stairs with a smile on his slightly wrinkled face as he clapped, staring down at Aysel. He was dressed in simple black pants and a gray top which looked like a casual outfit but also screamed of luxury. His tone thundered down in the sitting room. "Isn't this such a wonderful and beautiful union?” He asked heartily in his usual deep old tone and Xavier let out a laugh. "It is, indeed, man. They're so perfect together and I honestly can't wait to hold the little one in my arms, yunno. Dude and I would go out all night, spending time with the girls in the club when he grows up and reaches the age of at least sixteen I guess,” Xavier said excitedly but his excitement went off when he chuckled nervously scratching the back of his head when he they all shot daggers at
Anthony felt his nerves relax as he heaved a deep breath. He asked softly, letting go of his initial surprise, "What do you have in mind? Rice and chicken sauce with vegetables? Toasts and fruit juice? Ice cream? No, sorry. Ice Cream aint good. I'll make you Rice and chicken sauce with vegetables, topping it up with homemade fruit juice. Is that okay?” He asked and Aysel bobbed her head. "Good, I'll get that for you soon,” Anthony nodded, turning to leave. "And please one more thing,” Aysel stopped him and pouted when Anthony turned to face her."And…What's that? You can ask for anything, rabbit,” Anthony reassured her with a smile. "There are six ripe mangoes I saw in the garden downstairs on the right side of the mango tree branch. Can you please get them for me yourself? My baby says he wants to have them,” Aysel pleaded but Anthony was yet to fully come out from his previous shock, and then this? "I…I should climb the tree and get them myself?” He asked and Aysel nodded. "Ye
Five Months Later. Aysel descended the grand staircase, her swollen belly leading the way as she gently supported her lower back with one hand. She was adorned in a stunning silver A-line gown, embellished with dazzling round diamond stones along the neckline. The silver earrings and necklace she wore perfectly complemented her outfit. Her brown hair was no longer wavy, it now looked really straight like she had changed the bouncy waves of her coily hair to be changed into a straight one. She had plaited her in a straight ponytail As she eased herself onto the couch, a sigh of relief escaped her lips. "Honestly, this house is too big," Aysel muttered, her breaths coming in short gasps. "Just walking from one room to another leaves me breathless. Please, God, give me strength." Her once wavy brown hair now hung straight behind her back, as if she had transformed the bouncy waves of her curly hair into a sleek, straight style. She had fashioned it into a neat ponytail, swaying behin
"Yes, but I never got the chance to confess to your mommy. I only admired her from afar, and when I finally decided to confess, I was unexpectedly taken away from school," Mikhail complained, a hint of sadness in his expression."That's bad," Alexis sympathized, feeling sorry that the love story between his mom and Mikhail had been left unfinished."But it's alright. When I visit next time, I'll make sure to ask your mom to marry me!" Mikhail declared confidently."Hooray! Mom is getting married! I'll have a daddy!" Alexis cheered."Shh! Remember, keep it a secret, okay? Don't tell anyone, not even your mom," Mikhail cautioned, placing a finger to his lips."I promise I won't!" Alexis vowed, and Mikhail affectionately patted his head."You're such a good boy," Mikhail praised with a warm smile.As Alexis and Mrs. Penelope entered the hospital, Mikhail headed towards his car.By the time Alexis had finished his ice cream, and he eagerly ran to his mom."Mom! Can I see the baby? Please,
"No one should breathe a word about the late baby to my wife. It's our secret to bear. Alexis and the rest must keep quiet. I'll inform my father-in-law when he arrives," Xavier instructed quietly."Understood," Aysel nodded, relieved to see Xavier looking more composed than before."Janetta has been moved, and the baby is in the incubator. The doctor wants to see you now," Aysel informed him."Good, I'll be back soon," Xavier replied, flashing a brief smile before heading to the doctor's office.Aysel faced Mikhail with a sincere smile of appreciation on her face. "Um..you are?” Aysel asked. Mikhail extended his hand with a charming grin. "Mikhail Valor," he introduced himself, knowing his name might ring a bell. Mikhail’s grin on his lips never faded away as he continued smiling at her confused adorable face. "Yes?..” He said. "Do I know you from somewhere?” Aysel asked, knowing that his name sounded very familiar. Mikhail's grin remained as he replied, " No? Yes? Maybe you kno
Aysel could not just find herself accepting someone else calling her child a look-alike of Anthony Garcia. It's like a forbidden word to her ears. loud cries continued from the labor room in the background admist. "Aysel, be calm. What's up with you all of a sudden?” Mrs. Penelope asked, walking over to meet her. Mikhail raised his hands up as he got up to his feet, towering over Aysel’s average-looking height. "I mean no harm. What's the need to be so angry? Fine, I won't repeat that again.” Mikhail apologized immediately. "Mom,” Alexis called, pulling Aysel’s hand and Aysel peered down at him, the anger in her eyes still visible. "Don't yell at Uncle. He is nice and means no harm to me. He was only saying, he didn't mean to raise any issue, mommy. And uncle had helped take Aunty to the hospital in his car after the accident. I was on the road, crying and trying to help Aunty but all my efforts turned useless. No one came to help except him,” "What?” Aysel exclaimed, shocked to
"Get your ass up, Aysel. You have a lot of chores to do, don't you?” Aysel sat up and grabbed her phone. She dialed a number and it got connected in no time. "Good morning, Mom,” Aysel beamed with a wide smile on her glowing face. "Good morning, dear. How are you and my grandson doing? Hope he isn't giving you a headache, right?” Camellia asked on her side of the line. "Yes, he is! He made me chase after him a lot before he agreed to go to school! I even hurt my arm because of him!” Aysel exclaimed frustratedly, rolling her brown eyes as she let out a hard sigh. "Though, he is off to school now,” Aysel said, getting up from her bed. "It won't be bad if Alexis does give you a headache besides, karma is real. You did the same thing to me when you were little,” Camellia muttered with a small giggle. On leaving the room heard something from her mom which made her forehead form a line because she wasn't sure if had heard it right or if her mom had even said anything. "Did you say s
Five Years Later. "Mama, please! I don't want to go to school!" pleaded a young boy of around five years old, his wavy, short brown hair bouncing as he darted around the spacious sitting room. Seeking refuge, he scurried behind the dining chairs, attempting to evade his determined mother."Alexis, come back here! It's time for your bath, and you have exams today," called out a young woman with a similar shade of brown hair, neatly tied up in a bun. She wore a simple, flowing dress, but her face showed signs of exhaustion. She had been chasing after the mischievous little rascal for several minutes now, but he adamantly refused to comply, insisting that he didn't want to go to school! "I don't want to! I hate my teacher! She always pulls my ear and calls me a naughty boy, even when I haven't done anything wrong!" he exclaimed in a frustrated, childlike tone, as he came out from his hiding spot only to swiftly move to another, repeating the pattern."Did you just say you did nothing
"I know you love us, Anthony. Talk to me, tell us if Scarlett is forcing you to do this against your wish. I know she is, cause the Anthony I knew over the months would never point a gun at his son and wouldn't ask for a divorce. So speak up Tony and end this DRAMA!” Aysel yelled, abruptly approaching Anthony once she found the chance and took the gun from him but Anthony quickly had his fingers around the trigger and shot it at Aysel. Janetta's quick-witted eyes saw it coming and she quickly pulled Aysel away as it grazed Aysel’s cheek slightly. "Ahh”Aysel let out a yelp, her palm on her cheeks, as her tears grew in her eyes, feeling the slight stinging pain on her cheeks. "Mr. STEWART, give the damned papers to her right now!” Anthony commanded in a formidable tone. The man who was lost in the unfolding scene happening before him jolted out from it. "Ahem. Yes. Yes,” He cleared his throat and went forward to meet the lady who had her hand in her cheeks. "Mrs. Aysel Brown, pleas
Here are the divorce papers you asked for from me, Mr. Anthony Garcia. "Hand it over to her “ Anthony instructed, gesturing towards Aysel. The man followed the direction Anthony pointed at and his gaze fell on Aysel who stood before him with her petite figure like a bottle that would break any time soon as her body shuddered slightly and a teardrop rolled down her crimson cheeks. Her tears caught his eyes and he felt a sharp pain in his chest as goosebumps formed on his skin. He turned back to Anthony with a questioning gaze. "Her?” he managed to ask with hesitance in his tone. "Who else? Give it to her, so she can sign the pages and leave my estate immediately,” Anthony commanded, sending a chilling aura down his spine. Xavier could not believe everything that was happening. He could not accept that Anthony was changing towards Aysel and her child. "Are you being serious right now, bro? Aysel is your wife for heaven's sake, Anthony!” Xavier palmed his forehead, letting out a gr
"Let me take him instead, Mississippi. He’s a Bruh, not some Barbie boy. I'll care for him. Alexis does t want you. He wants Uncle Xavier,” Xavier said as he tried to carry Alexis away from Janetta. Janetta almost bites Xavier's hands. "Don't you even dare take him. He almost fell from your hand earlier today when you stubbornly tried to carry him. You know you don't know how to handle a baby but you won't learn first. You just do what you want! Stay away from Alexis, Xavier. You can't handle him,” Janetta stated, and Xavier crunched his face into a frown. Xavier rolled his eyes and Aysel could only let out a sigh. "They're still doing their puppy love as it looks,” Aysel thought inwardly as she shook her head. Mr.Garcia didn't come with them cause he heard something very important came up in the underground so he had to attend to it. When they got to the door, the door wasn't opening which means it was locked from the inside. "Jack! Troy! Drake! Come over here!” Janetta commande
Pushing the door open, she found Aysel dressed in a blue hospital gown. Her brown hair cascaded loosely on the pillow as she lay on the bed with a baby cradle by her side.Closing the door behind her, Janetta couldn't contain her smile as she approached Aysel, the joy of the new arrival evident in the room."Janetta,” Aysel muttered as she tried to sit up on the bed. She had a smile on her face but carried a little hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Hey, Aysel, how's my little nephew doing?" Janetta whispered as she cautiously approached them.Walking over to the white baby cradle beside Aysel's bed, Janetta laid her eyes on the tiny pink bundle wrapped snugly in a sky-blue blanket. The baby, with his long, thick lashes peacefully shut in slumber, brought a smile to Janetta's face."Oh, he's just adorable. But it seems he's still fast asleep. Should I pick him up now, or should I wait until he wakes?" Janetta inquired excitedly, her joyful smile reflecting in her deep blue eyes.