“Okay,” I said, as I put all the pros and cons in the situation we are in, right at the moment. Listening to my words, Brandon stared at me, with his mouth opened a bit and his face holding an unreadable expression on it. Maybe by shock or by surprise. “What… I mean, are you sure?” Brandon asked with his voice trembling. “Yes, I’m,” I replied with my voice rigid, with no hesitation in my voice or my statement. Brandon beamed at my reply, wrapping his arms around my body and embracing me tightly. “Brandon, but only on one condition,” I said, as Brandon separated his arms from my body and stared right into my eyes with confusion. Brandon hesitated for a moment before continuing. “What do you mean?” “I will marry you, only if you agree to my terms,” I stated firmly, my gaze unwavering. Brandon's expression shifted from confusion to curiosity as he leaned in closer, eager to hear my conditions.“What terms?” he asked, surprised. “That, even after marriage, you’ll not be a husband,”
I took a few steps back, looking at Brandon, who was standing right beside me. Brandon’s face, as usual, was unreadable, showing no emotions. I couldn't help but wonder what thoughts were running through his mind. His stoic expression always left me curious about what he was truly feeling. And to my shock, he did something that froze all my senses. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine. “I’ll never do anything without your consent ever in my life,” he mumbled, with his voice so low that only I could hear as Brandon placed his hands on both sides of my head, planting his lips on my head in between my brows, kissing it gently. Both our eyes connected, staring at each other as his hands caressed my hair gently. At that moment, I felt a rush of emotions overwhelming me. It was as if time stood still, and all I could focus on was the intensity of his gaze and the tenderness of his touch. It was a gesture that spoke volumes
“Do you want to…,” I paused, caressing Liam’s hair, “Call Brandon Daddy,” I said, with my voice so low that only Liam could hear. I knew how much Liam longed for a father figure in his life, and my heart ached for him. My words caught Liam’s attention, and he nodded his head swiftly, “Yes,” he whispered, his eyes lighting up with hope. “Then go and ask Brandon if he likes to be your daddy or not,” I said, placing Liam on the ground.Being free from my arms, Liam moves towards Brandon. He then pulled the hem of Brandon’s white shirt, making him look down at him.Brandon kneeled on the floor, maintaining eye-to-eye contact with Liam.“What is it, big guy?” Brandon asked, beaming at Liam. Liam hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to ask. Liam’s eyes focused on me, and I nodded my head, reassuring him.“Brandon,” Liam said, but then paused, sucking on his thumb for a few moments before asking, “Will you be my…… hm… Daddy?”Brandon went silent for a minute as he ga
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked Brandon when we were alone, both Marlene and Liam, asleep in their room. Brandon paused for a moment, his gaze fixed on the floor as if searching for the right words. He sighed, putting his hand over his head, his face looking tired and his eyes hollow as he stared at me.We both stared at each other like that. No one said a single word, letting the silence envelop us in its heavy embrace. The weight of unspoken thoughts hung in the air, begging to be released. It was as if the silence held the power to unravel our deepest fears and desires, urging us to confront the issues that had been plaguing our relationship."So..." I said, my voice trembling slightly as I struggled to find the right words. The tension in the room seemed to intensify, as if the weight of our unspoken emotions had grown too heavy to bear. I could see the hesitation in his eyes, a mix of fear and longing, as he searched for a way to break through the barriers that had bee
I said nothing after hearing his confession. I don’t know what to say about this. If he had told me about this, that he lied to me before, maybe I would have been angry, but right now, I don’t know If I can get mad with Brandon or not. Right now, my mind’s fixed on one thing, and that is Brandon's life in danger. I can’t do anything to protect him or save him from it. The same helpless feeling returned to my mind. The day when Jared died, I was helping, and now again. I’m helpless too, but this time it is for Brandon. The feeling is when you know things will happen, and you can’t do anything to change or stop it from happening. “Say something, please,” Brandon said, after a while, holding my hands in his. “I’m sorry for lying.” I looked at him, squeezing the hand he was cradling. “It’s okay,” I said, staring into his eyes. “But why did you lie?” “Because I have no one in my life whom I can trust.” He paused. “But you,” “What do you mean?” I asked, still not understanding his word
Brandon is sick, so I thought of cooking something great for dinner, something that Brandon and the kids can enjoy together in the comfort of their home. I decided to make a hearty chicken noodle soup, packed with nutritious vegetables and tender chicken. The warm and comforting aroma filled the house, instantly lifting everyone's spirits and creating a cozy atmosphere for our family dinner. Something that is simple but tasty and healthy. I’m not an excellent cook, as one may say, but I tried my best to cook something delicious with the help of recipe books and videos. And cooking takes so much time. It took hours for me to cook a meal for just two adults and two children. The good thing is that I don’t cook daily. Otherwise, it has been a hell of a lot of work for me. However, I have learned to appreciate the process of cooking and the joy it brings to my family. I looked at the time on my phone. It’s almost dinnertime, and Brandon is still asleep. I thought of not disturbing him,
I sensed a hand caressing over my hand, which nudged me up from my slumbering self. I opened my eyes, looking at the hospital bed where Brandon was lying, with his hand attached to an IV and his nose and mouth both covered with an oxygen mask, helping him breathe. My heart sank as I realized the severity of his condition. The sterile smell of the hospital room filled my nostrils, intensifying my worry about Brandon's well-being.Brandon’s eyes focused on me as he stared at me. He then turned his eyes around, scanning his surroundings. Brandon looked at me again as he moved his hand to his face. He was about to remove his oxygen mask, to speak something, but I stopped him by putting my hand over his as I shook my head from left to right, telling him no. I could see the frustration in his eyes as he struggled to communicate.I then pressed the calling button on the side of his bed, calling the doctor.Brandon has been resting for over sixteen hours. The doctors also noted that if Brando
My sweet little angels looked so dreadful right in front of my eyes, with their eyes red and puffy from crying their souls out just at the thought of losing Brandon. I couldn’t even think or imagine what would happen to them if something happened to Brandon. The fear of losing him was unbearable, as he was not only their father but also their rock and source of comfort. The thought of their innocent hearts breaking shattered me to the core.NO..... I stopped myself from thinking all the negative thoughts as I shook my head, shaking out all the mere negative thoughts. I reminded myself that Brandon was strong and resilient and had always found a way to overcome any obstacle. I held onto the belief that he would come out of this situation unscathed, reassuring myself that everything would be alright in the end.I embraced my arms around my kids, helping them calm their tears as I turned to face Brandon, who was asleep in his hospital bed. He looks comfortable and smooth at first glance,
"Mom…Dad." Both Liam and Marlene came running, wrapping their arms around each other in a tight embrace. Their faces beamed with excitement and joy as if they hadn't seen me in ages. It was a heartwarming moment that made me realize how much I had been missed during my absence."We missed you." Their voices were filled with genuine emotion, and I could feel the love and longing in their words. It was a reminder of the strong bond we shared as a family, and I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with gratitude for their unwavering support."I miss you, guys," I said, hugging them tight as Brandon joined the embrace."Don't forget about me." But to my surprise, the kids step away, avoiding Brandon. "Guys…" Brandon said, but the kids ignored him and continued to focus on me."Mom, you know Rachel is cooking dinner tonight, right? She said she missed all of us and wanted to make a special meal to celebrate our reunion." I smiled, touched by Rachel's thoughtfulness. "That's wonderful," I repli
"You are better off alone than someone who does not value and appreciate you fully," I said, staring at Marine with a mixture of concern and determination. "Thank you for the advice," she replied, her voice filled with a hint of sadness. "An opinion is all I can give you now. I can't ever forgive you for what you did," I continued, my tone firm. "But remember, you deserve someone who sees your worth and treats you with the love and respect you deserve." Marine nodded her head in understanding. "That's what I deserve," she whispered, her eyes welling up with tears. A knock on the door interrupted our conversation as Brandon entered the room, his expression curious. He glanced between Marine and me, sensing the tension in the air. "I should leave." Marine stood up from where she was sitting and wiped away her tears. "Thank you for being honest with me," she said, her voice shaky. "I will never disrupt your life again." She turned to Brandon, her eyes filled with sadness. "Don't hide
I still can't believe what kind of game fate is playing with me. It seems like every time I think things are finally going well, something unexpected happens to throw me off course. It's as if fate enjoys keeping me on my toes and testing my resilience.Everything started with losing my family at my wedding, and then my child Liam came into my life. I was happy, but then Brandon came and swiped me off my feet with his charm and charisma, making me fall in love with him at a time when I thought love was not for me after losing Jared. However, just when I thought I had found happiness again, fate decided to test me once more. Brandon changed and revealed a side of himself that I never could have anticipated. The person I thought I knew so well turned out to be someone completely different, leaving me feeling betrayed and heartbroken. And if that was not enough, I lost my baby.I had been carrying so much hope and excitement for the future, only to have it all come crashing down. It felt
"Don't break my trust." I heard Jane mumble under her breath as she turned away, her voice filled with disappointment and hurt. It was clear that her faith in me had been shattered, and it pained me to see the impact my actions had on her. I knew I had to find a way to regain her trust and make amends for the mistake I had made."Marine..." I called out, my voice filled with remorse and determination, as I watched Marine walk in from the door with a solemn expression on her face."What is she doing here?" Jane asked, her voice filled with confusion and a hint of annoyance as she stared at Marine. It was evident that she was still grappling with her own emotions, and the presence of Marine only added to her emotions."Jane, listen to me. Marine is here to say sorry and accept responsibility for what happened. She wants to make things right and rebuild the trust that was broken between us," I explained, my voice pleading for Jane's understanding. Marine stood silently, her eyes filled w
I groaned in pain as I clutched my aching stomach, the throbbing sensation spreading throughout my body. The sharp agony seemed to intensify with each passing moment, making it difficult to focus on anything else."Brandon..." I mumbled through gritted teeth, desperately hoping he would hear my plea for help. But the pain was so overwhelming that even speaking felt like an impossible task. With my eyes closed, I tried to steady my breathing and find some relief from the relentless torment."My baby, save my baby," I whispered, tears streaming down my face. "My baby…" I plead in a weak and trembling voice, the words barely audible."Jane…." I heard a voice whisper my name, and I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. Opening my eyes, I saw Brandon sitting beside me, his expression filled with concern and determination."Brandon…Brandon." I choked out his name, desperately reaching for his hand. "Please, you have to help me save our baby," I pleaded, my voice cracking with fear and despera
"You want me, right?" I said, staring at her, my voice filled with a mix of anger and disappointment. I was angry towards her and disappointed in her for not protecting Jane from the pain Marine had caused."I am all yours now," I said coldly, my eyes narrowing as I held back the flood of emotions. "That's what you wanted, right? To be at your beck and call, to do your bidding without question. Well, congratulations! You've succeeded in breaking me down. But don't think for a second that I'll forget what you've done." My words hung heavy in the air, emphasizing the depth of my resentment towards her.I smiled sadly, staring at her. She stared back, seemingly unaffected by my words. "Have me now; what are you waiting for?" I challenged her, my voice laced with a mix of defiance and vulnerability. The silence between us grew, amplifying the tension in the car as I awaited her response, wondering if she truly understood the weight of her actions."Brandon..." Marine mumbled softly, her v
"You are not leaving!" Marine shouted, running in front of my car."Not again." Daniel signed, holding Marien away from my path. "Go," he said as I drove away, feeling a mix of relief and guilt.And I drove as fast as I could to the hospital, where Rachel, Daniel's sister, was waiting for us. And with Rachel's help, we admitted Jane as fast as we could to the emergency room. The doctors immediately began assessing her condition, while Rachel and I anxiously waited for any updates. We knew Jane's health was in critical condition, and we hoped that the hospital staff would be able to provide the necessary care she needed."How does that happen?" Rachel asks as we sit in the waiting room, our minds filled with worry and confusion."Can we talk later?" I said, burrowing my head in my hands and trying to process the events that had unfolded. Rachel nodded understandingly, her eyes filled with concern.Time seems to be passing slowly as we wait for any news about Jane's condition. Every min
"Don't worry, Jane; we will get to the hospital soon. Nothing is going to happen to you." I mumbled as I leaned down to carry her frail body in my arms. Her pale face was filled with pain. It hurts me to see her in so much pain, but I knew that I had to stay strong for her. "Stay away from her!" Marine shouted, pushing me away from Jane. I stumbled back, shocked by Marine's sudden outburst. "Marine, stop your tantrums." I pleaded, trying to calm her down. "I need to get Jane as soon as possible." Marine's eyes filled with tears as she looked at Jane's suffering. "I'm sorry, I just can't bear to see her like this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But I don't want to lose you too." Marine pleaded, her heart breaking. Marine continues to cry as she struggles to control her emotions. But I don't have time for her now; my Jane is in danger. Her life is hanging by a thread, and I need to save her. "Marine, leave us alone," I said firmly, my voice filled with urgency. "I need to tak
"What do you find?" I asked Daniel, curious about what he had discovered while sitting in his car. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he began to share his surprising findings, revealing a flounder filled with confidential documents and photographs."Your lovely ex's dirty secrets are all right here," he said, a mischievous grin forming on his face. "It seems like she had quite a few skeletons in her closet that she never wanted anyone to know about.""Daniel, can you be serious for once?" I sighed. "Sorry," Daniel said, his grin fading slightly. "But you won't believe what I found. These documents and photographs could potentially expose some serious wrongdoing." He handed me the folder, and as I flipped through the pages, my heart sank at the thought of the consequences this could have for my ex.Documents of her illegal activities and compromising photographs with influential individuals were scattered throughout the folder. Drug trafficking, embezzlement, and even evidence of bri