"Ms. Martha, I heard you are not keeping the proper paperwork regarding the kids we have under our shelter." This statement hurt her pride, and she was taken aback at hearing it. Till now, no one has accused her of anything, and today some unknown person is coming and blaming her for something she has not done. "Are you trying to accuse me of something, Sir? And if yes, then would you mind enlightening me a little?" She asked politely. Ms. Martha is a kind lady. Even though she knows you are insulting her, she will never lose her patience and cool down that easily. "I am afraid I am Ms. Martha." He said it with the same authority, and somehow Ms. Martha noticed he had come up with some sort of proof; hence, he was looking so confident about it. She instantly thought about what it could be, but her memory recalled nothing about which she needed to be concerned. "Then I would like to know, sir, what it is." She said this while folding her hands on the table. "I have gone through a
SARAH’S POV "I am afraid that would be possible." I stiffen hearing the voice.Stiff? No, I froze like ice.Am I hallucinating again? I thought something was forcing me to open my eyes to check my surroundings because suddenly my body felt some different type of sensation, and somehow this feeling is not new.I have felt this way before.But when?I was flattered, opened my eyes, and gave a glance at my sound, but my eyes stuck on the tall figure.Wearing a navy blue three-piece full suit and shining polish shoes, an expensive watch, and black spectacles.A figure used to make my life beautiful.The same figure was the reason for my smile and my happiness.He was my solace.And look at the fortune I have. The same figure is the reason for my broken self.The tears I just cleaned again appear and make their way out of my eyes.My eyes stuck to his eyes. Fury was visible in his eyes, and arrogance was dripping down his body.He looked scary to me this time.The aura he created with his
Does he want me to be his slave? He could use the word nanny or maybe caretaker, but no. He said, Slave. The one who used to claim he loved me wants me to be his slave. ‘Look at the irony.’ I started laughing like a man when I heard him. My stomach started hurting and tears started flowing, but I did not stop laughing. After some time, I recovered, took a deep breath, and looked at him. He was looking at me with no emotion on his face. No love, no hate, no anger, no arrogance He was standing like a statue. I looked at him with a painful smile. If this man thinks taking away my daughter is that easy, then he is wrong. He does not know how much I love her or to what extent I can go for her. I shake my head with a smile. "This is a tiny price, if you ask me, Mr. Hudson. I will do anything for her. If it's a slave, then I will be a slave." I said, looking into his eyes to get the obvious message of how much I love her. "Very well then. We have to sign a small contract, and she is
The look on their faces was a clear sign that I have to explain more than I like, and I have no escape now, and I know that fact. "Bella darling, we are going somewhere; can you pack your bag, please?" I said this while holding her face in my palms. ‘Where Mommy?’ She asked excitedly, and I felt bad thinking, What if her excitement will die at Sean’s place? What if she does not like the place? Gulping my fear, I forced my lip to stretch into a smile. "That’s a surprise for you. So hurry up." I spoke. "Ok, mommy. Let’s go, Pam." She said this while walking towards her room holding Pam’s hand, and that view broke my heart. Now how will I tell her it’s just us going, not Pam? Till now, Bella has been used to having Pam around her, and now she will be all alone at Sean’s place. It is already so much for me to digest, and explaining everything to everyone is taking a toll on me. ‘Gosh, how will I do this?’ I thought about looking everywhere, then at these people who are waiting for m
Bella has grown up seeing Pam always around, and I don’t remember even a single time she has not been there with us. So, I know it won’t be easy for both girls to stay apart; it will be difficult for them to understand the situation either. "But soon Pam can visit us," I said to lighten their mood a little. "But I want her to come with us, mommy." She said this while pouting her cute little lips. "Not today, darling, but I promise I will call her there soon," I said while walking out to avoid her. "Ok, mommy." I heard her whisper, and I know she was beyond sad. I saw a line of cars standing at my door, and that kind of gave me nostalgia. Gulping my waving emotion, I walk towards the cars, as I do not know in which car. I have to sit, but Nora opens the door, and that was a clear sign I have to sit there. Someone ran towards me and asked for the bag I had in my hand, and I gave it to him as it wasn’t light either. I noticed there was already a booster seat attached in the car f
SARAH POV I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t realize I was still standing on the porch. "Mam." I looked at the side from which I got the voice and saw that Nora was looking at me with some concern. "Are you alright?" He asked again. I again looked around and looked back at him and nodded in agreement, and then I felt a little wetness in my eyes, but ignoring his look, I started walking inside the house. Cleaning my tears, I again walk on a known path, and with time, I can see nothing has changed here. Things are as they are. Same beautiful, neat, and clean. I saw a few houses; help was doing their work and bowed to me, noticing my presence, and I replied the same politely with a small smile. I looked around to catch a glimpse of Sean, but I did not find him at all. ‘What should I do? Should I go to his room? As it was clear in the contract, I have to stay with him, or should I look for Bella’s room first? ‘But again, where is her room?’ I was again lost in my thoughts
"I will tell you everything, but first you freshen up a little, and let’s eat something." I changed the topic, and she nodded like an obedient child. "The bathroom is on that side now. Hurry," I said while getting up from the bed. And she jumped and ran towards the washroom. After she came back, we both walked down and padded towards the kitchen. Bella could not hide her excitement as she loved this place, and while walking to the kitchen, her blabbering was on constantly. I noticed a chef standing at the counter and preparing some cupcakes. "Good evening, Madam." He instantly bowed down and wished me well the moment he noticed my presence.From the accent, I can say he has a thick European accent. "Good evening. Can you give me a kitchen for some time? I want to make something for her." I said this while tilting my head towards Bella. "Mom, I have already prepared cupcakes for baby Bella. Just icing is left, which I did not do as I wanted to know her preference." He said this wh
Next, I noticed the room lit up, and his face had a different smirk. A smirk of arrogance about how he is an expert in everything he does. A smirk of pride, the way he made me feel with little effort A smirk of cunning, how he knows me and my body. Tears of anger left my eyes, and I just wanted to kill this person right at this moment. "How dare you touch me like that? Don’t forget, I am not your wife anymore." I seethed on top of my voice. He got up from the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt, giving me a look as if he didn’t care. "Who knows better than you how I touch MY WIFE? But are we forgetting you are my slave, hmmm, not my darling, not my innocent wife, hmm?’’ After throwing his shirt to the floor, he took one strike, and he was standing in front of me. My entire existence shivered to hear his mockery. "You know what slaves do?" He asked while pulling me and locking me into his arms, and my hand found his chest to keep some space between us. I looked into his eyes