“I’m telling you Abigail, you have fallen deeply for Marcel.” Stephanie said to her friend throwing in a few chips in to her mouth.They were at a spa, getting a pedicure.. “Seriously, is that how you want to see everything I had just told you.” Abigail frowned at her friend already in regret. She shouldn’t have told her friend her innermost secrets and thoughts. “Ohh come on Abigail. Why do you think you was the cause of your sleepless night, huh? If you didn’t have any feelings for him you shouldn’t have been affected by his presence.” Stephanie argued.“I was just uncomfortable to have someone sleep next to me, okay. I’m so used to sleeping in that bed all by myself, having him there just changed the atmosphere.”“Yeah, to an atmosphere of love. Girl you are In love and denial is a rival in Egypt.” Abigail paid no heed to what her friend said, she knew very well in her heart that she had no feelings for Marcel, none whatsoever. “Aren’t you the woman that was with Hailey the othe
"What's going on here, why is she here?" Marcel asked trying to comprehend what was happening."I told Rachael the truth about our contract marriage." Abigail informed him, smiling so excitedly."You.. you.. you did what?" Marcel didn't know what to make of the news or how to react to it. Should he be happy that the woman he loves, now knows of the secret he has been hiding from her and there won't be a need for him to lie to her anymore.But he just couldn't understand what might had been going through his fake wife's head, when she made such decisions. "I just felt that I should reunite you two lovers. I felt this was a way for me to show my gratitude, for what you did for me with Mr Christopher." "Well.., I would leave the both of you to discuss. I'm sure you have a lot of catching up to do and months of longing stored up in your heart." Abigail winked at Marcel, said her goodbyes to Rachael and left."So.... When were you planning to tell me all about your contract marriage?" R
Abigail paced around her bedroom, she felt worried.. Marcel hadn't come back home yet. And she's definitely sure he told her he would be coming back home tonight. Her eyes drifted to the wall clock.. "11:45." The clock read, that late and he wasn't still back home."Why won't he call at least or should I call him?" She asked out loud sitting down on her bed, slapping her phone on her hand repeatedly. *He might have been met with some kind of accident and he is probably to injured to call me, so yeah... I will call him.* she thinks already making her mind up. She searched for his name on her call log, and found it. Abigail dialed Marcel's number, it rang for a while then stopped ringing. He did not pick up. "Why would he pick up. Wait!" She stood up abruptly.. shock clouding her facial expression, "Did he really get into an accident, is that why he is not picking?" She asked out loud going into panic mode. "Let's just try calling him one more time, there's no need to panic... yet."
Abigail sighed turning her pot of hot gumbo dip, it's been a week and Marcel still doesn't come home every night and most times he ends up spending an awfully full two days outside. The kids wouldn't stop complaining but they didn't make much noise about it like last time, cause this time they get to do video calls with him to their heart content.To the kids they felt it was work that's having their father's attention, but Abigail knew very well who had the attention. Racheal!Today it's a Saturday, she wondered if he would come back home today and at least spend some time with the kids. "Daddy!!!" Abigail heard the kids voice from the sitting room, she almost dropped the big spoon she was holding... and raced to the sitting room to welcome him. But she was able to calm herself down, she had to wait and not act like some high school kid who hasn't seen her lover in years. "Where's your mum?" She heard Marcel ask the kids, she blushed at that. Happy he asked of her the minute he c
"You invited her to church?" Abigail asked staring at Marcel in disbelief."No. I did not. Racheal what are you doing here?" Marcel asked walking close to Rachael."Since you told me, you guys were going to church, I decided to come get my Hallelujah on." Racheal answered shrugging, she could not understand why Abigail looked offended.. she expected it from Hailey but not Abigail, and the look.. the look her boyfriend had on his face wasn't one she liked either. "Mummy, who is this lady?" Elise asked staring at the aunty standing in-front of her curiously with a touch of hate. Elise didn't know why, but she disliked the lady already. "I'm your daddy's friend." Racheal answered bending down to the girls height. "Really? Why would you allow her come here?" Hailey whispered to only Marcel's hearing. "I would have been able to stop her if I knew she was coming but she didn't inform me, okay. So I did not have much of an allowing to do." Marcel whispered back glaring at his sister."I
"Uhm I didn't think you would be awake." Marcel said walking into the room nervously, staring at anywhere else but her."Get! Out!" Abigail screamed at him again, pointing towards the door. *Just who the hell does he think he his, going invincible all of a sudden and thinking he could just appear the way he likes.* Abigail thinks."Abigail, I'm sorry. I truly am and I have no excuses." He bowed his head in shame. "Shouldn't Rachael be your excuse. You do not have to hide that's she far more important than me, your sister, and the kids." She laughed dryly getting down from the bed. "First you bring her to the church and flaunt her in my face, disrespecting the fact that I'm your wife then next, you decide to go invisible. Do you know how we waited for you? How I had to come with crazy excuses for your sorry ass. I am so mad that I don't want to see your face right now, so get the fuck out my room and my house!"Marcel was confused. He knew he did wrong by not showing up when he said
Abigail's clashed her lips into his, excitement burning at the very pit of her stomach. She knew he was drunk in sadness and he wasn't in the right frame of mind but she could not stop herself...Her hands caressed his face lovingly, as they exchanged spittle, their tongue familiarizing in togetherness. Abigail knew very well that she was Aroused, she knew if she didn't stop Marcel, they would end up rolling on the sheets. But Marcel nibbling on her lower lips took away all her thoughts of reasoning. Against her initial plan of letting go, she found herself doing away with all the buttons on his chest, wanting to feel his bare skin. Marcel caressed every inch and curve of her back, he did not have to unclasp her bra cause apparently, she wasn't putting on any... since she was initially ready for bed.His lips left her mouth and found her nipples, sucking and biting it with the night gown in-between. Abigail moaned but she wanted his mouth sucking on her naked breast, and for this
"Don't you remember? You did the sperm donor thing 9 years back?" Abigail said trying to juggle his memory. Marcel stared at her trying to recollect his memories, it did not take much time for his memory to come back.Flashback>>>>>>>"Mummy has been calling you since last night. Why was your phone switched off, anyway.. she's been asking for you." Mabel Marcel's elder sister said, as he sauntered into the house with a bag hanging loosely on his shoulder."Can you at-least allow me to fully enter into the house, maybe have something to eat and probably have a nice bath, before disturbing me with the affairs of the family. I am very much tired, as you can see." Marcel groaned walking into the room he shared with his sisters."I’m afraid you would have a put a dent in your plans to bath, cause daddy was rushed to the hospital." Mabel informed him, having a tired and sad look on her face. "What??! How?? Explain!" Marcel yelled turning around in one swift movement, his eyes revealing how
"I can't believe you guys would dump your own wedding reception! We were looking for you guys." Hailey exclaims walking into the hotel room Marcel and Abigail were in. "Here is the clothes you asked me to get for you.” Hailey glared at her brother handing over a bag to him."Sorry, and thanks." Marcel winks at his sis, getting up from the bed with a bed sheet tied around his waist, he walked into the bathroom so he could put it on. "I have to say that I did expect this from my brother, but not you Abigail. Couldn't you have stopped him, the elders weren't really pleased with you guys absence." Hailey sighs plopping down on the bed. Abigail blushed, how could she tell her sis in-law that she didn't even try stopping him, in-fact.. she was in agreement with them leaving their own reception. "I guess Marcel and I would have a lot of apologizing to do after our honeymoon." Abigail sighs. "Yes of course, you do." "I don't really see why we have to apologize for being a normal couple
"Congrats on your wedding Abigail, and this taco's taste delicious. Don't tell me Reggie made it." Racheal greets Abigail sitting down beside her, on a seat meant for Marcel.A little bit of jealousy grew in Abigail's heart, knowing that Marcel had taken Racheal to street food location and that, they probably went there for dates a lot."Yes it's Reggie." She faked a smile, using her eyes to find Marcel. "If you are looking for Marcel, I saw him having a conversation with your grandma, by the ice cream and waffles stand." Racheal informs on noticing the look Abigail had in her eyes, Racheal did not need anyone telling her those eyes were in search of only one person, Marcel."Ohh I see." Abigail replied awkwardly. "Uhm.. I just well, wanted to congratulate you on your wedding. I will go mingle with the others and see if I can find myself a husband of my own." Racheal winked at her standing up then walked away.Yeah.. do that, Abigail thinks watching her go. "Don't tell me the bride
"What? Divorced? What do you mean you are getting divorced?" Mrs Williams asked her daughter standing up abruptly."I never loved Harry, I only agreed to marry him just so I could be far away from the house. But it turned out that it was the most stupid decision I have ever made in my life." Mabel voiced out blinking back tears."What do you mean you wanted to get out of the house??" Mrs Williams asked looking confused."Daddy had just gotten his knee broken, and he was all over the house with his angry nature. And you.. you weren't helping either, every little thing back then irritated you because you were the only one bringing money into the house, cause I couldn't get a job. I felt so cramped up in the house and that was why I agreed to get married to harry." "Ouch." Sophia let's out and Hailey glared at her.“I didn’t know I made you feel that way.” Mrs Williams voiced out, feeling sorry.“Well you did, I felt pathetic.” Mabel looked down at her plate of food.“I’m sorry my child
***************************On A Friday: Hailey’s school***************************"I can't believe my baby is finally done with high-school, and now wants to go to Harvard." Mrs Williams cried out, caressing her daughter's face, then she pats her hair lovingly. "Mum, can you please stop re-fixing my hair and please, let go of me so I can go join my classmates, where they are all seated." Hailey said frowning at her mother with great displeasure, today was her graduation and her whole family was here to support, including Abigail and the triplets. "Of course I should, but I am so happy for you child." Mrs Williams poured out hugging her daughter once more. "We are all happy for her mum, so why don't you let go of her? And congrats sis." Marcel winked at Hailey, helping her to bring the hug to an end. Hailey quickly walks away, while mouthing the word.. "Thank you." "Mum, let's go seat with the rest of the family." Marcel suggested, leading his mother to where.. Mabel, Sophia, hi
*************************Sunday morning.*************************"Ahhh, Marcel.. oh myyyyy, ahhhh." Abigail moaned her voice resonating in the hotel room, her fingers clutched onto Marcel's back as he plunged into her repeatedly."I.. think.. ahhh, I'm going to cum!" Abigail yelled, "Then do it." Marcel replied breathlessly, beads of sweat dripping from his face as he increased his pace, bringing not just Abigail but himself into full release mode. Sputtering all of his seeds inside of her.He fell down beside her on the bed, his chest heaving heavily. "If we go on this way, I might just become addicted." Abigail murmured laying her head on his chest."I don't mind.. cause I'm already addicted. I'm addicted your moans, the curve of your body, the way you moan out my name.. I'm addicted to everything." He whispered huskily biting down on her ear lobe. Biting her ear lobe was one of the things he was becoming really addicted to. Abigail felt something twitch on her leg, she looked
Abigail opened her eyes sleepily, she stared at the empty space beside her on the bed and wondered where Marcel had gone to. “Marcel?” Abigail called standing up from the bed, wrapping the white bed sheet around her body. “I’m here.” Marcel answered from the balcony. Abigail walked over to the balcony and saw him standing, his body resting on the railings. “Good morning.” Abigail greets wrapping her arms around his waist from the back. “You mean good afternoon, right?” Marcel asked turning around and placing a kiss on her forehead. “What? There’s no way I would have slept that long.” Abigail replied frowning. “Well you did. And I can’t blame you, after what went down all through the night.” He smirked at her, Abigail blushed. Her stomach suddenly rumbled, and she held it in embarrassment.“It’s nothing to be embarrassed off, after the hot section we had last night, plus you sleeping till 3 in the afternoon, definitely you would be hungry.” He chuckled, Abigail blushed again, “
"Thank you Hailey, for agreeing to watch the kids for the week." Abigail appreciates as both her and Marcel walks out of the house, with Hailey right behind them."The both of you should spend a lot of time rolling on the sheets, so I don't regret it." Hailey replied grinning. Abigail blushed."Well.. see you on sunday evening sis." Marcel said opening the car door for Abigail, and then he runs over to the driver seat and got in."So.. where are you taking me to?" Abigail asked. "How was your talk with Mark?" Marcel asked putting aside her question, for some reason he felt jealous that she would go visit the man in prison, he couldn't understand why she had to do that. The idiot tried coming in between then, not to forget he almost took her company from her and also killed his own baby."It went well.. we kind of made up." "What?" Marcel cast a quick glance on her then returned his gaze back to the road.Abigail giggled at his reaction, "Uhm, I kind of found out why he hated me.. l
***********************Friday; Prison.***********************"Why are you here?" Mark asked folding his arms on his chest, staring at Abigail with disdain."To come see you of course, and cheer you on. I heard you would be taking to court on Tuesday." Abigail replied with a smirk, sitting down opposite him in the visiting room."Yeah, and who's fault is that! We had a deal Abigail, but you chose to backstab me on the back. Just know whenever I do get out of here, you would be a dead meat." Mark banged his hand on the table between them, his eyes dead serious. But that did not scare Abigail one bit."How about you deal with your lawsuit first, before worrying about how to kill me." Abigail states leaning back on her chair, a smirk dancing on her lips. "Why are you here? To gloat?" "Nope, I was curious about something but now that I see you, I don't feel like quenching my curiosity anymore." Abigail shrugged her shoulders."What do you mean? Curious about what?" Mark frowned.Abiga
“What’s wrong Marcel? Why are you staring at me in such manner?” Abigail asked frightened by his cold gaze.“Why did you do that? Why?? She’s a woman just like you and you were okay with what happened to her.” Marcel breathes out in disbelief, he punched the wall next to him driving Abigail into a state of shock. “Just the mere thought of you watching that video and not batting an eyelid makes me wonder who the heck I had fallen in love with, you make me want to puke Abigail!” He screamed at her, his fist having an engagement with the wall repeatedly. He knew if he did not find a way to tame the building anger inside of him, Abigail might be the recipient of his punches. “Marcel stop, please stop, you are hurting your hands.. oh my God, you are bleeding.” Abigail panics, she reached out her hand so she could hold his.. taking a step closer towards him.“Don’t! Don’t, come any more closer. I don’t know what I would do next and who I would be doing it to.” He said calmly, his gaze me