Blakely was a bit surprised that Hulya said it so bluntly. Although she was sure that Hulya would not believe that they married because they loved each other. But at least she hoped Hulya would pretend in front of her instead of being so obvious.
“For Arthur's sake, I don't think it's a problem if you have to sacrifice like that. Sorry, it's not that I'm not happy if Arthur's custody falls into your hands. We all know that Nickson really can't raise Arthur well. But Nickson is his father, so I think that he should have full custody of Arthur. I'm sorry Hulya."
"Why do you have to apologize? I'm the one apologizing to you for getting you stuck in an unpleasant situation like this. And even though you married because of Arthur, I hope your marriage isn't fake. I don't want to see you guys suddenly divorced within three months, six months, or even a year after your marriage. Nickson had convinced me that this marriage was not fake. But now I want to hear the answer stra
Blakely's breath hitched. Nickson suddenly stood up and pulled his hand to get out of her seat to walk to a small stage whose right side was already filled with several musicians who had been playing live music for all of them. Blakely's footsteps faltered slightly as she followed Nickson onto the stage. She didn't know that Nickson would propose to her in the right way and not just the words of marriage he threw out last night. Nickson gently took Blakely's hand towards the stage. His other hand wrapped around Blakely's waist possessively. He then led Blakely to stand on stage and face his entire family tonight. “You didn't tell me you were going to do this,” Blakely whispered nearby. She tried to keep the expression on her face nervous and shy in front of the entire Nickson family. “This marriage is too soon for us. And Blakely must be nervous. But I want her to know that I never mess with her." Blakely wanted to applaud Nickson's prowess in acting.
Ten minutes later he arrived home, still with the same tiredness and the questions that plagued his mind. He had taken the wrong step by speaking to Harriet. He should have gone straight home and not filled his mind with unimportant speculations. Entering the house, he did not immediately go to the kitchen as usual. He wasn't very hungry tonight. After all, the kitchen was empty and quiet. Arthur and Blakely must have climbed into their respective beds. But he wanted to take the opportunity to meet Blakely. They need to talk before the wedding vows tomorrow morning. After Nickson finished cleaning himself and got into proper pajamas, he hesitantly walked towards the guest room next to his. It seemed that Blakely was asleep. The room seemed quiet. He tried to find signs of life in the room by pressing his ear to the surface of the door but found nothing but silence. No, he couldn't just back off. He wanted to see Blakely tonight. So with what little optimism he had, h
“Alessia Johnson. You remember her, cousin? You were once the happiest couple in the world. Oh, I'm sorry Blakely, I didn't mean to make you jealous." Steven feigned concern in Blakely's presence. His grin was as rotten as that of the evil fox in Arthur's storybook. Blakely smiled gently, completely unfazed by Steven's words. But she could feel the muscles in Nickson's hand tighten next to hers. "Hey Nickson, congratulations on your marriage." "Thanks. Sorry, we had to say hello to our other guests. Please enjoy the party.” Nickson stiffly dragged her feet and hugged Blakely by the shoulders tightly. He could feel his blood churning inside him. The anger that he thought had left his life all those years ago still lingers and only flares up when the woman returns and appears in front of him. "You okay?" "Don't ask anything now," Nickson retorted. Now Nickson had returned to being the cold and rude Nickson she had met the first time she visited his house. She was sure that all of
Blakely's words stopped in midair. She pursed her lips tightly and tiptoed over to Nickson who was sleeping face down on the table. The bottle of Jack Daniel's was in his right hand, only half left. Nickson must have fallen asleep after all the tiring things they had done today. "Hey, don't sleep here. Go to your room." Blakely hesitantly poked Nickson's tanned arm with her index finger. Their skin color became a complete contrast. Blakely blushed at the thought of Nickson's body and hers if they were together on the bed with the big mirror glaring at them on the bed. They make the perfect blend of white and golden brown. But before the terrible thoughts poisoned her brain further, Blakely immediately stopped the dirty thoughts and only focused on waking Nickson. “Nickson, come into the room. Don't sleep here." Blakely gently stroked Nickson's hair. She loved the feel of its soft texture tickling the surface of her palms. Nickson's hair is thick and v
“The atmosphere is very calm and comfortable. It reminds me of like forty years ago.” “Time flies really fast, doesn't it? Arthur, don't go too far honey!” Hulya suddenly turned to Arthur who started walking away to chase the butterfly. As soon as he heard the call from his grandmother, the boy immediately stopped and smirked at his grandmother's worried reaction. "I'm going to play ball around here." “You worry too much about your grandson. He's a boy, you can give him more room to explore." “I think it's been a habit since Nickson was his age. I followed Nickson wherever he went. The only thing that is precious in my life since the doctor told me I can't have another child besides him. I was always afraid of losing Nickson and being overprotective of him.” "You're weird. Usually, things like that are done by a father.” “Jonathan was even very loose on Nickson. He let Nickson play very far from home when we gave him a bicycle
Blakely gripped the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She growled in the silence that surrounded her in the car. The trip to Nickson's parents' house was annoying because she had just fought with Nickson. Their first fight after officially becoming husband and wife. It was annoying that Nickson had her go to his office this afternoon to have lunch with his new client. But she suspected it was done by Nickson to build his image in front of his clients. Nickson insisted that she had to come because this client was an important client. Nickson didn't want to risk disappointing this potential client if she didn't show up with Arthur for lunch. But to Blakely, it all sounded selfish. Nickson forced her to attend the event, even though she had explained her reasons for not being able to attend. This afternoon she had several jobs in her restaurant to buy groceries that had run out and went to several farms to buy a few pounds of fresh chicken and beef of th
This was a surprise he had not expected at all. This lunch invitation seemed to trap him and suffocate him. Representatives from the companies that are his current business partners are people he doesn't expect to be around. He should have asked Harriet to dig deeper into the company and find out who was at lunch today. Steven smiled slyly at Nickson as he pretended to place the napkin on his lap. Seeing how angry Nickson was when he saw him appear in this restaurant with Alessia, made his heart fill with overflowing happiness. He would not let his damn cousin win the competition between them. Nickson already owned a company and became successful at a young age. He shouldn't have been blessed with a beautiful wife as well as a very handsome and smart son like Arthur. Everyone in the Darragh family secretly admired Nickson more than him. Even his parents always compare him with Nickson in every aspect. His mother was nagging after dinner a week ago, scolding him because he doesn't hav
"Let him eat alone. Don't spoil him." Blakely didn't care. She still fed Arthur with a piece of meatballs from the bolognese sauce she made for dinner today. The two of them then giggled together, as if mocking him who looked furious on the spot for being ignored. "I said stop. Let Arthur eat his food." "I don't mind feeding him. We don't do this every day after all." "Dad, don't be mad at Mommy. I promise only tonight." Arthur tried to neutralize the heat between them by smiling sweetly, but that didn't make Nickson's anger subside. Quite the opposite. "You're not a baby, Arthur. You've been spoiled lately. You often go against my words.” Nickson suddenly pounded the table. His face turned red, his fists pressed against the dining table which was still shaking from his rude actions. "What are you doing?" cried Blakely indignantly. She placed the fork on Arthur's plate, then glared at Nickson who was sitting across her fiercely
NOTE: Hi, this is only a small part of my latest story, THE DOCTOR'S SCANDAL. You can find Arthur's story after growing up here.Thank You The woman was wearing a short fuschia dress with spaghetti straps. She looks sexy, but she's not slutty. She wrapped herself in an untouched costly elegance. A simple gold watch wrapped around her wrist along with a beaded white gold bracelet. Apart from that there are no other accessories. There wasn't any ring on her finger. Her wavy auburn hair was like fire framing her resolute face. Ryker recognized Bella as a beautiful woman. Unfortunately, Bella has a mouth that is too presumptuous. Bella will not hesitate to snap at anyone who blatantly annoys her. "I wouldn't say that I'm glad to see you here." "I think so. But you are free to sit where you are, I will not kick you out.” “Well, this club is not yours. You can't kick me out while I'm here and paying for my drink." "I could have bought this place right now if I wanted to kick you out."
“I want to thank my management, my agent, and all my great staff, who have brought me to this point. Without their hard work, I would never be standing in this place to receive the most prestigious award in the field that I love so much. Oh and one more thing, a huge thank you to my dear husband, Ryker Rolland, who must be watching me from our favorite living room right now. It's a shame my husband can't be there to accompany me here.” “Bullshit!” Ryker turned off the television and threw the black remote onto the floor. A loud sound echoed throughout the silent sitting room. And then died silence. His beautiful and talented wife is a liar. Jessie had abandoned him for the sake of her career in the entertainment world. Now Jessie is in Milan, attending a prestigious award ceremony because her name is on the list of nominees. Jessie even left without telling him three days ago. Jessie reasoned that this trip was sudden and she didn't have time to tell him because her assistant had al
"Surprise!" Blakely exclaimed excitedly when the next day she got a surprise from Tiffany and Reese. They both suddenly came to New York and visited her in the hospital. Blakely has even been very annoyed lately because they don't seem to actively respond to every message she sends. But it looks like Reese and Tiffany deliberately looked nonchalant to surprise her. "Congratulations Nickson." Tiffany shook Nickson's hand and smiled gently. Then it was Reese's turn to congratulate Nickson. Suddenly the two of them became awkward. Reese held out his hand, and Nickson shook it stiffly. This was their first meeting after that day's beating. The two of them still looked awkward with each other, and Nickson suddenly asked Blakely for permission to come out to check on Arthur and her parents who were walking around the hospital garden. "I hope one day you two can chat more casually and sit together." Blakely looked at Reese with concern. "Stay cool. W
"Nickson, can you stay home today?" Blakely took over the tie that Nickson had just taken out of his dresser drawer, then she wrapped her arms around Nickson's neck. “Your birthday is still three weeks away, Honey. Don't use that excuse to keep me at home." Blakely pursed her lips pouting at Nickson. She let go of her hands that were wrapped around Nickson's neck, then she pulled Nickson's right hand and put it on top of her stomach. "The triplets are fighting in there, fighting to get out of their mother's womb first." "I don't feel anything," said Nickson mischievously, but then he immediately kissed Blakely's lips briefly and rubbed his wife's belly gently. "Is this a sign you're about to give birth?" "Who knows? Maybe yes, maybe no. But today I want you home with me. Can you? Please, Nick,” She showed her coquettish smile to Nickson. And her mischievous hands began to rise to caress Nickson's broad chest so that he chose to stay at home wi
Blakely yelped in surprise when Nickson suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to lie down next to him. Nickson wrapped his arms and legs around her until Blakely literally couldn't move anywhere. "Since when did you wake up? You overheard my conversation with Reese?” “You even speak very loudly. There's no way I wouldn't wake up." Nickson grumbled while keeping his eyes closed. Nickson's chin was above the top of Blakely's head and his nose breathed in Blakely's always pleasant scent. "Sorry. It is a tradition. He used to call me in the middle of the night at Christmas. He always wanted to be the first to wish me a Merry Christmas.” "Okay. I'll be second then. Merry Christmas my dear wife." “Merry Christmas my possessive and jealous husband.” Blakely pushed against Nickson's chest, trying to free herself from his arms and legs because she wanted to see Nickson's face. "What are your hopes for Christmas this year?
Blakely was awakened by the sound of the telephone ringing above the nightstand. It sounded noisy and deafening in her too-quiet room. And more surprisingly, the caller called her at twelve one minute at night. If it wasn't a madman, someone calling her this late or this early was a complete lunatic. The phone kept ringing loudly as Blakely tried to gather her senses. She had to crawl a little harder to reach for the phone, and then she put it to her ear without seeing the name on the screen. "Did I wake you up?" "Of course. What kind of madman is calling at this hour?” Blakely grumbled. She tried to get Nickson's hands off her stomach and shifted onto the headboard so her back could rest comfortably. She was surprised that Nickson didn't wake up at all, even though her cell phone was ringing so loud. Nickson sleeping like a baby beside her in a sideways position towards her looking so cute. Nickson does look handsome and cute only when he sleeps. If he wakes up, Nickson can be ver
Nickson sped to the hospital like a madman on a whim. All the bad thoughts danced in his head like a scary ghost. He imagined Blakely's condition was really bad because Blakely wouldn't have passed out if she wasn't sick. He was a complete fool for not thinking about Blakely's mental state because of their fight. He still thought Blakely would be as tough as she was before she got pregnant. Blakely is now as fragile as a feather. If a strong wind hit, Blakely wouldn't be able to do anything but fly in the wind.Damn me!Nickson cursed himself over and over again. He made a sharp turn into the fairly deserted hospital parking lot. He was grateful that no pedestrians were passing around the parking lot. He would probably hit them one by one due to the insane speed of his car. To avoid getting into trouble with the annoying security guard, this time Nickson parked his car where it was supposed to be. He took a place as close to the lobby as possible. Then he jumped down and dashed into t
Nickson put his glass on the table, then he leaned back against the sofa with a more relaxed feeling. "We did fight that night. We were both too stubborn and childish. I guess that's the main problem. It's not your fault we fought." "I kissed you that night." "Not the first, right?" Bella felt her cheeks blush under Nickson's deadly gaze. How could Blakely let a man like Nickson just slip out of her grasp? Bella cursed Blakely's stupidity in her heart. There are many women out there who want their position to be the woman Nickson loves. She even wanted Blakely's position to be an important woman in Nickson's life. But Blakely squandered her chance and abandoned Nickson. "I know I've crossed the line. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried to kiss you. But you're not mad at me?" "What for? Will my anger stop you?” Bella nodded slowly. Of course not. Even if Nickson cursed her, she would still kiss Nickson because she always wondered
Nickson got out of his Jag and slammed the door loudly. Blakely was still in the car, trapped by fear and trepidation. What will Nickson do to her tonight? Was Nickson going to beat her up and tie her to the bed like psychopaths usually do? Knock knock A knock on the window interrupted Blakely's thoughts. She stuttered when she saw Nickson command in a loud voice she could even hear in a soundproof car. "Down. Now!" With a very slow motion, Blakely unbuckled her seatbelt, then stepped out hesitantly. "We have conditions and issues we need to talk about." "Your parents are inside. We can't possibly fight in front of them." "I know." Nickson cursed inwardly. When he wanted to vent all his anger, his mother and father were accompanying Arthur in there. "I'll throw them away." "What? You are crazy. Don't be rude to your parents just because you're mad at me." "I'll do it slowly. Wait for me in my study.”