Blakely decided to trust Nickson and let the man take her to his penthouse on 5th Avenue. Had she not been so exhausted last night, she would have admired the whole place in Nickson's splendid penthouse. This time Nickson’s property is not black and gray, but a sapphire blue that looks very beautiful when combined with the view from the large windows overlooking the sparkling heart of New York City. Blakely opened her eyes slowly, feeling unfamiliar with the room she was currently in. But her brain immediately reminded her that she was currently in Nickson's suite. The white walls and sapphire blue decoration greeted her as he fully opened her eyes to stretch her stiff muscles. She wanted to stay in bed longer. But she had slept too long last night and now the sun was shining through the windows in the room. Time to wake up, Blakely! With heavy steps, she walked to the bathroom. She turned on the faucet to fill the Jacuzzi and poured the fragrant liq
Nickson frowned. He tightened his grip on Doctor Thomas's shirt collar even more while his brain was busy thinking. "What do you mean, doctor? You want to play with me?” The doctor shook his head stiffly. "You said you didn't know anything." Blakely's voice suddenly rose between the tension that was choking the three of them. She looked fragile and withered like a flower that was about to fall. Her hands drooped over her thighs and she couldn't seem to believe any of the men in the room. "I don't know anything." "You saw the woman," said Doctor Thomas suddenly. “The day before I took the egg, you asked me to take you to her treatment room. You wanted to see her and I took you to her room. You don’t remember?" "Are you trying to manipulate me?" Nickson hissed angrily. He had no recollection of ever having asked Doctor Thomas to do that for him. But the man's weak shake and frightened expression made him doubt that he was lying.
"What have you done, Hulya?" Jonathan rebuked his wife angrily. Unfortunately, he couldn't speak aloud because Arthur was playing lego around them. “I just bullied Nickson a little. He had strayed too far. If I don't take action soon, it will end up as pathetic as it used to be.” Hulya's heart was always concerned about her son's condition. There were so many oddities she had picked up on Nickson's life, but her son always avoided the topic if she tried to ask him. Nickson always has a reason to make his mother give up asking questions about his unhappy life with Rebecca. “Arthur needs Blakely. I certainly enjoyed spending the whole day with Arthur. He's a smart boy and rarely bothers me. But the boy missed Blakely as much as he missed his birth mother. Almost every day he always asked when Blakely came to pick him up. I can't bear to see his gloomy face, Jo." "I know. But let Nickson take matters into his own hands. You don't have to meddle i
His mother is missing! Completely vanished from the earth without a trace like the demons had taken her away. Nickson growled repeatedly in his car trying to reach his mother. This was the fortieth call he had made today, and his mother had not answered any of his calls. Even now his mother has turned off her phone and all his calls go straight to voicemail. He never knew that not getting an answer when calling someone would be this annoying. His father's cell phone is also not much different from his mother's, it's not active! His always-neutral father must have been incited by his mother into following her plan to take Arthur away from him. And now is the beginning of all his mother's plans, hiding Arthur from him. His parents' house was empty and dark. They hadn't been home all day, and he didn't know where else his parents would go to hide Arthur. He had met Nancy, the woman who cleaned his parents' house every day, she said his mother hadn't been seen since the last tim
After the tumultuous commotion, they all gathered at one of the empty tables closest to Blakely's office. In an hour the restaurant will close. They all had nothing to do but clean the restaurant before it closed in an hour. But they seem to be lazy to clean and prefer to monitor their boss who just went into shock due to Nickson's unexpected appearance. "You think this will work?" "Should be," Emma said, looking worriedly at Blakely's closed door. So far they had not heard any screams. The room still looked as dark as it was before they all left Blakely and Nickson to talk alone. "What Ms. Blakely will know that we are lying?” "Shhh shut up, Robert." Emma snorted in annoyance. She turned to Robert who was standing next to her and gave him a sharp look. "Ms. Blakely wouldn't know if you didn't tell her it was all a charade." "Well, I hope you guys like my acting." Tyson smiled smugly. He stroked the corners of his lips that were injured by fake blood. He seemed very proud of hi
“Everything is only about your profit. What about me? What will I get if I marry you? You should know that marrying you is the same as sacrificing my life and my future.” Blakely said haughtily. One way that Nickson wouldn't look down on her too low was to be arrogant in front of him to show him that she had the self-respect to be respected. “You will be Arthur's mother. There is no reason for you to separate from him again. He will call you mom. Isn't that a fair deal?" "That doesn't sound fair enough. I honestly love the idea that Arthur will be my son. But will the marriage last long? You don't love me, do you? You can't live with a woman you don't love as your wife." Nickson smirked. The tired expression on his face instantly turned into a cunning look that looked passionate. “You forgot that I had lived with Rebecca for five years. You think I won't be able to live with you as my wife?” Blakely's body swelled with a strange, tingling sensation. T
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.
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.”