Darlington Briggs;I didn't care what Jenna did with the money she received from her work as long as she looked sweet for me. I also knew that her parents were billionaires, and her elder brother, Bruce Colton, was my friend.Jenna didn't lack anything; she became speechless but shook her head firmly and replied, "No, darling. I worked so hard to rise to the top of my rank. I can't just quit now... I can't get pregnant right now. It will ruin my shape and spoil my career, too. You know all the problems that come to a woman after childbirth.""What!" I exclaimed, looking at Jenna in shock."Ruin your shape? Is that all you care about—your shape and money? What about us marrying like you have always wished for and having our family together?" I questioned.Jenna frowned, walked up to meet me, and replied, "Darling, we will have children. I'm not saying that I won't. But not now. I was planning to discuss this with you, about the two of us getting a surrogate mother who will help us carry
Darlington Briggs;"Okay," Jenna agreed, and I called room service.Soon, our meals arrived, and I refrained from telling Jenna that my parents, especially my father, had already found a new wife for me.I couldn't tell Jenna about it, not when she was suggesting that we use a surrogate mother and had no desire to become pregnant for me.I was frustrated by her constant refusal to get pregnant. Yes, I was a billionaire and could afford a surrogate mother, but I didn't like the idea.I wanted to see my wife become pregnant for me and bear our child.I don't know if I am being selfish about this, but I honestly wanted to see my wife become pregnant. I knew that some women had lost their lives through pregnancy, and it wasn't an easy task.I sighed and finally had dinner with Jenna."Aren't you going home today?" Jenna asked me as she finished her meal. We both had a plate of jollof rice and fried chicken.I frowned and replied, "No. I am not going home. I planned on getting an apartment
Amara Nicholas;I arrived at the Briggs family mansion earlier than expected. I had not been here before, and as Mr. Timothy drove my father's sleek black Mercedes-Benz into the compound and parked, I couldn't help but admire the front view of the exquisite mansion.The mansion looked so lovely and homely, and the surroundings seemed peaceful and inviting.I finally got out of the car, and just then, I saw an older man step out of the mansion. He was wearing a white polo and black trousers with slippers. He walked up, excited to meet me, just as I finally got out of the car."My beautiful daughter-in-law, you are highly welcome to our humble home," the man said to me with arms wide open, as he approached me and hugged me warmly.I smiled shyly and managed to respond, "Thank you, sir. Good evening.""Good evening, my dear. Come, let us go inside," the middle-aged man ushered me inside the mansion. I recognized him as Mr. Joshua Briggs—my father's best friend and also the father of my po
Amara Nicholas:"My daughter-in-law, don't mind what Samara had said to you earlier, okay?" Mr. Joshua spoke to me again in a polite tone. I responded to him, "Okay, sir."I was exhausted and famished from traveling a long distance to the Briggs' home. I wanted to take a refreshing bath to rest."I am fine, sir. But I would like to have a bath to calm myself from the long hours of travel," I said."Okay," Mr. Joshua replied."Come with me. Let me show you upstairs to your husband's room. Darlington went out to get something. But I have already called him and informed him that you're already here with us," Mr. Joshua said as he led me upstairs.I glanced backward and saw Mrs. Ifeoma Briggs climbing the stairs with us. She seemed like she was going to her room.I wondered why Darlington wouldn't be at home to welcome me, knowing that I was also arriving at their mansion.I kept silent and walked with Mr. Joshua, who was nice enough to speak to me and show me around their mansion.We walk
Darlington Briggs:I arrived late, at around 9 p.m., after leaving the hotel where I had a meeting with Jenna. I was not happy with Jenna's refusal to agree to get pregnant for me, but I still love Jenna.I tried to understand with Jenna that she is a top model in our country, and it matters the most to her to maintain her look and to keep being famous.I remembered Jenna's words about me accepting a surrogate mother with her. Well, I could have received it, but still, I wouldn't say I liked the idea of that.I drove my black car into my father's mansion premises and parked. I got out of the car and went into the living room, expecting to see my parents there and, more likely, the new lady that my father had married on my behalf, but as I got into the living room, I met only Samara and our maid."Good evening, big brother," Samara rushed up to meet me excitedly. She was wearing a white night dress, and I hugged her politely before letting go of her."Well done. Where are Mom and Dad?"
Darlington Briggs;I finally broke the silence between us as my face turned strict to hide the fact that I admired this lady.I felt like I had seen her somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where exactly I had seen her."So, you traveled here for an arranged marriage with me? Do you think that I want to marry you? Why would you accept to come here to my family home without waiting for me to agree on this or not?".I questioned the lady in an annoying tone, and she stared downward and apologized seductively, saying, "I'm sorry about how you feel about all these. But I didn't want to marry you too. My father insisted, and I couldn't disrespect him.""Hmm..." I saw her shivering due to the cold weather, and my bedroom ceiling fan was on and rotating speedily alongside the air conditioning, which was switched on.I strode to the fan, switched it off, and felt her intense gaze. I wasn't so comfortable meeting her blue orbs. She looks pretty, but I made it clear to her."I will not marr
Amara Nicholas, I hadn't expected Darlington and his mother to yell at me. I had only stepped outside the bedroom to have my dinner downstairs with them since I was hungry, and it was only suitable that I come out of the bedroom to inquire about my dinner from them.I knew that Mrs. Ifeoma hated me from the moment that she laid her eyes on me. She didn't acknowledge my presence and wanted me out of her mansion.I am not a village lady, and the way she addressed me with insults made me sad. I wondered if I had met her somewhere before, and I thought to ask my mother about Mrs. Ifeoma.I went downstairs to the dining room. The mansion was vast, like my father's mansion. It was almost similar to my father's new mansion, which I had left in the countryside where I had grown up. It was far more extensive than this house. Yet Mrs. Ifeoma mistreated me just after meeting me for the first time.I tried not to cry, as I wasn't prepared for all this family drama. I love to have my peace, as my
Darlington Briggs;"Hmm, You see what you have all caused. You all showed your shrewd behaviors towards Amara on the first day of her arrival. If she leaves this house, then you will all leave this house too, and I will seize every asset that you all have," my father gave out his warning as he rose from his dinner chair and walked towards the staircase.I was still silent, and my mother and Amara were stunned at the new lady's behavior. She indirectly accused us of trying to poison her, and even though she didn't say it directly, her actions already stated that she suspected us."Just look at. Only today, others are celebrating in their homes. We are here having to deal with a stranger, a lowly human for that matter," Amara cursed, just after my father had finished washing his hands and left us at the dining table to check upstairs on the lady who had darted away."Hmm," I wasn't happy with all of these, but I couldn't voice it out. I knew my father's influence, and he was not joking.