Amelia's POVI stared at the printed script for sometime, digesting what I had seen moments ago."I am also fertile," I muttered to myself, "ninety nine point nine percent fertile," I said again, my eyes on the row with the 'positive' caption scribbled on it."Yes," Tye nodded, "I thought you would not get to see it on time," he scoffed and I smiled. "Thank you, doctor," I greeted, grabbed my handbag to leave."When it happens, take plenty of veggies, and do workouts, not all the time, we would get to talk frequently," Tye said when I got close to the door. I nodded, muttered a 'thank you' and left his office. I made my way back to the reception hall, the ladies that saw me walk in waved at me when I walked past their tables."Enjoy your day," I said to them before walking out. I made my way to the lot where the driver parked the car to wait for me. I didn't waste too much time hopping on the back seat. I placed my handbag on the chair beside me and asked the young man to move the
Carl's POVI have done a great job by changing the house's appearance lately. The men I employed were people that studied their jobs as courses in college, not some wack workers that knew nothing about house designing and renovations."Do this, do that," was the only and all Tessa could say while the men that worked obeyed her instructions. She knows what she wants for the house, afterall. My own job was to provide the money required for the men's payment. Days ago, the men finished with the contract and the house sparkled in all its glory, the children's room, inclusive although it was of no use any longer, the room Tessa and I shared shone as well. The walls were repainted and the tiles all changed to Tessa's preference. The kitchen cabinet was removed and a new one took over the old one's place."Thank you, honey," Tessa greeted when everything was sorted. "The house now makes more sense, we can host a party if we ever want to," she praised and I smiled. "Ofcourse, my money did
Ethan's POVIt was a few days after Amelia returned from the hospital that she finally got to tell me the report. I, myself, was too impatient to wait, so I put a call to Tye to ask all the questions that raced in my head:"Good morning, Tye," it was the early hours of the morning when I called him. I had left the room for Amelia and made my way to the living room, I didn't want to wake her when I made the decision.I sat down on a couch to have my discussion, the sitting position wasn't too good and I laid down on the couch. "Good morning, sir," Tye greeted in reciprocation, "how is the home?" He asked again and I told him how fine we are, although we aren't. The courage to lay down on the same bed with Amelia to have sex triggers the resting blood in my veins to pump harder than normal. "Tell me everything," I told him and he began a tale of his own. Of all the doctor said, what I picked in his words was the part of the report that talks about Amelia being ninety nine point nine
Amelia's POVI have come to realize that Pamela is a not-so-strong lady, medically. Maybe she is medically strong. She probably did not treat herself too well before coming to work at the mansion due to lack of funds. Pamela had fallen ill days after the night Ethan and I talked about his visit to the hospital. Tye came over to the house to have her blood samples, he complained that he needs the sample for a good medicine prescription when I asked if Pam is pregnant."I need to know what exactly is wrong and how strong it has become in her system, Mrs. Blackwood," Tye explained when I asked him the question ."Are you saying you can't predict pregnancy right now?" I pestered and he shook his head, "these are also signs of pregnancy but I still doubt she is pregnant. Does she go out?"Does she even go out? I asked myself, shaking my head as an answer. The mall is the only place she visits to purchase stuff for the house, salad, especially. What if she visits a man on her way bac
Ethan's POV"Would you want to go to Spain and have a boutique ?" I asked one weekend. The both of us were seated outside the house in the veranda, glasses of juice were placed on the table. "What did you say?" The confused woman turned to ask me, Pamela had left for the mall to purchase something quickly and I took the opportunity to pop my question."Would you want to have a boutique in Spain, Amelia Blackwood?" I asked again, adding her names as honorifics to the statement. She still had a confused look on her face, unsure of what to say."A boutique in Spain?""Yes, Amelia. What do you think?" "We didn't sign up for this, either. Did we?" She said, stuttering with her words. All I did was smile, nod my head and say, "I know.""I am only supposed to bear you a son while you help me with my revenge mission, isn't it?" She asked again and I smiled before nodding, "I know, Amelia." "Why are you being too nice?" She asked this time, the woman totally forgot she was sipping juice
Amelia's POVAt first, when Ethan asked if I would love to have a boutique in Spain, I thought I did not hear him well. And when I was finally sure I heard him clearly, I thought it was some joke to get my attention. The month of April passed months ago and it looked very real after some time. I remember I had several stutters before coming up with the answer to all of his questions. The dreams I once had as a young lady years back are beginning to become reality, it all looks like it will manifest already, it told me in my ears, "give me some time and see for yourself what will happen." Of course, I am willing to give it some time. I had lost faith in my dreams months back, even when the contract between Ethan and I was signed, it still did not change anything, not one bit. Ethan is a good man, I finally told myself after the conversation with him, I finally admitted he is a selfless person, too, what type of man does things outside the wedding contract? Good things, things th
Luke's POVIsabella and I are into a relationship, finally. Some of the men from the bar are aware of my relationship with her, including the barman that serves me drinks anytime I visit.If we are ever going to meet, it is always at the bar, until recently when I visited her at the house, making a mistake I never planned to make.It was the weekend and work free day, Isabella and I had an appointment and I was left with no choice than to lie to Scarlett, "we have clothings to deliver, baby," I told her that morning when we woke up."On a weekend?" She cried, running into my arms. "Not this morning," I said on second thought. What will I be doing at Isabella's house throughout the day? We will meet by evening, I told myself, holding Scarlett closer to my chest. It did not take long for her to buy my words, "I will make your favourite meal for dinner," she promised, planting a kiss on my lips and I did not waste time in kissing her, taking it to another level of steamy sex with Is
Luke's POVIsabella joined me on the bed and the next minute, we were naked and under the duvet. I slid into her in seconds, she moaned loudly, unlike Scarlett that moans very softly."Ah!" She called my name, I came out of her and thrust in again, causing a louder moan to escape her lips."Say my name," I instructed her and she gasped for some time before my name escaped her lips. "L_u_k_e," she stuttered and I smiled.We stayed in a position for sometime, unmoving. I jerked off from her and spilled my liquid on the floor, Isabella smiled, she was satisfied with a job well done and I was happy to see satisfaction written on her face. "Thank you," she muttered, managing to sit up, she squatted on the bed, beside me and I looked at the wall clock. "10PM," I cried, looking at Isabella's face, Scarlett would eat me raw, I imagined, visualising her screams and yelling when I got back to the house."You are the man of the house, remember?" The woman teased and I nodded. Of course, I can