"Keeping divorcing women. At age thirty, you already have two wives, six children by two women. I don't want people associating your imperfect life with my kids. Just stay away from my kids and I. I'll have the lawyer draw out a way and time you can be with them. And of course, you'll have to explain to them how you've lived with your new wife. They saw your wedding pictures. They know what you've done. I have never said anything negative about their father to them. But they have an idea of what you've done to me and us. Only Ethan doesn't know anything. So you'll have to explain to them who that woman that wore a wedding dress was doing besides you, and mind you, don't lie to my kids" Pamela screamed. Louis' sniffled. His life is in disarray. What kind of a man and father is he? But in all these, he didn't mean to hurt Pamela and the kids this way. Pamela picked her bag and wanted to walk past Louis when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to himself. With
Pamela got to the car and swallowed hard. She touched her lips, he kissed her. Louis really kissed her. Did he miss her so much, is he desirous of her? She cleaned her tears. At that moment when he held her close, she inhaled his body scent. It's as powerful as before. He still looks so charming and sweet. Her dear Louis will forever remain the most handsome man she'd ever seen. She closed her eyes and inhaled a deep breath. She wants to imagine him holding her close again. She bent her head and smelled her dress, it had a faint fragrance of Louis' body. That's amazing. She isn't going to throw the cloth into the laundry basket when she gets home. She would remove it and take it into her closet. She wants to perceive that special body fragrance each time she opens her closet. Louis' perfume has cool but long lasting effects. "If only he is not married. If only he didn't marry that bitch" How can it be heard that she ended up with Louis Hayden after so much sc
Pamela glared at the woman. She's a woman. Her physical features portrayed her as one. She was hesitating but summoned courage and rolled down the glasses. Pamela's heart was beating fast. She glared at the woman standing and staring at her. She cannot see her face, it was covered in a veil. Pamela still held her phone and for some seconds, didn't know what to say to the woman before her. Sister Susan's eyes were already wet with tears. She glared at her daughter. This is the second time in her twenty eight years that she would set her eyes on her. She glared at Pamela. She's so beautiful, more beautiful than she appears in pictures. She looks very much like her. But those eyes and hair were all Linus'. Her bowels for compassion, her innate motherly affection let loose. She wanted to stretch her hands and cupped her face in her gloved hands and kiss her temple. This is her daughter. The little baby she was only chanced to see through dizziness as her
Louis cleaned his tears and sat up. He went back to work. Everything will eventually be fine between him and his fiance. It wasn't long, Romeo brought some files. He said his dad had stepped away from the official matters. He would have to continue with the company. "Dad should have talked to me. I still need him around. My head is muddled up" Louis complained. He motioned for Romeo to keep the files on his desk. "Your dad travelled to X-City" Romeo declared. Louis didn't remember the assignment he gave him before concussion took over him. Now, he would recall it. Louis squinted. He remembered it "What's the outcome of the assignment I gave you?" He asked, his eyes suddenly changed into a furious one. "Her name is Celina Delmark. You have two siblings, Maxwell and Arabella. Maxwell is 20 years and Arabella will be 16 in two months. Maxwell is a graduate and Arabella is getting into the university already. Celina is a mistress until this moment" Romeo rep
Ellis was dazed. How can his son say such vulgar words to him? Louis knowing about his other family was going to be a bad sign that things might not go as easy as he thought. He sighed. How can he tell Celina Delmark that he was leaving? How about his kids? These children had lived with this understanding that he has a family and an elderly son. Now, he was thinking about fixing Maxwell next to his brother and Louis discovered his affairs. How did he know? "Mom, how long are we going to live in secrecy? Isn't it enough, this game of hide and seek is choking me. I can't take it anymore" Maxwell complained. He and his sister are illegitimate children. Why did their mother chose this kind of destiny for them? Dad's eldest son called and he was fidgeting. But if he or his sister scream,he wouldn't even glance at them. He arrived the previous evening and he probably might return that day or the next. Don't they mean anything to him? Did he love Louis, his elde
She stepped out and glanced at the address again, Room 520. She must find out how those ladies know her mother! They gave her 7pm but she'd arrived ten minutes before the time. She didn't tell her grandma who she was going to meet. She doesn't want to make her unnecessary worried and restless. Just then, her phone rang. It was Fred Meyer. Since she's got few minutes to spare, she answered the phone. "Hey babe" Fred Meyer called. He seemed to be in a noisy arena. The pitch of his voice was a little too high. "Fred Meyer, how are you?" Pamela found her voice rising steadily in a pitch as well, trying to ensure Fred could hear her. "I'm coming over to take you to a movie. Are you free?" He asked screaming into the phone. "Not now. I'm in the West side hotel. I'm meeting with some friends. If I am able to end discussion with them, I'll call you" Pamela replied. "I'll wait for you in the hotel premises then. When you are done, we'll drive to the movies"
"As much as I want to hold the fact that it wasn't my fault, I still blame myself for causing her so much hurt. She loves me as much as I love her. How can I let her go through such pains? How can I hurt my own kids? I can't recognise Pamela neither my children. My case was pathetic" Louis said, his breath rasped in his throat. "Lucas is right. You couldn't help it. Someone you don't know or doesn't recognise, you can't treat her like a true lover. Please don't blame yourself anymore. Pamela is not blaming you,but rather she'd been waiting for you to recover. Her arms are open, waiting for you to return to her and the kids" Alice assured. "I'm afraid, you are wrong. Pamela was waiting for me to break up properly. And she did that. The only thing that would keep Pamela and I in contact with each other are the kids. In her words, she said we are each other's child's parent. She is moved on without me. And I don't blame her at all. I pushed her to the point w
Susana couldn't put her emotions to check. She blurted out those words without thinking about it first. Her parents and daughter are seeking a tomb that never existed. They're interested in talking to the dead who actually is still living and breathing like them. They thought of the living as if she's among the dead. Why are they hurting themselves over nothing? She's not dead. The creator spared her. And yet the tears and pains of her loved ones still ascend up to him. Why bother the court of paradise over her while she's still in the human realm? She's a mortal. A living human who breathes, lives and rests like them. But they are eager for a graveyard. What now? Susana was now sobbing. Margaret was dazed. She glared at sister Susana. What is she doing? Does she want to reveal her true identity to her daughter? Had she forgotten her vows, does she want to lose her divinity and allow the affection of men and women stand against her and her sacred devotion?