Gwen. I couldn’t focus on anything after I had that call with Henry; I still couldn’t stop the exhilarating feeling in my stomach after speaking with my daughter for so long. And that wasn’t the best part of it, I was going to see her, my Jasmine is coming over and I have absolutely nothing ready for her. Shit!I rushed out of my room to the kitchen to see if I could come up with anything before she got here. I opened my fridge to find it empty; right how could I forget I hadn’t gone shopping I bluntly refused Father’s help when he decided to send some workers to go get my groceries. I shouldn’t have said no, now I have nothing to offer to my baby. Ding. Dong!The doorbell rang, and I froze, knowing Henry and Jasmine were already there. With sweaty hands, I went towards the door to open it and Henry and my baby were standing by the doorstep waiting for me.“Baby!” I called out excitedly and watched as she rushed to me, and I eagerly picked her up.Hugging her as if my life depende
Gwen. I dropped Jasmine consciously on my lap, since they came in she has refused to say anything to me not even her father, and that had been troubling me for a while now. I wonder if it had to do with me leaving her—or me being taken from her against my will—that caused this. I didn’t like seeing my child this way; Jasmine has always been chatty and she always has something to say but no matter how I try to talk to her she just wouldn’t answer. My eyes snapped to the man towering over us, with his blue eyes piercing into my skin. “What did you do to my child?” I couldn’t help but ask. I was curious, just a week ago my baby was fine but now I don’t even recognize her. His brow raised as he frowned,“What do you mean by that?” He asks instead of replying with a simple answer. “You know what I’m talking about Henry, what did you and your mistress do to my child? She was never this quiet and it’s quite alarming to see her this way, so I need to know. I need to know what you guy
Henry. There was this feeling inside you when you find your ex-wife acting like you aren’t important. I know we have been divorced but that didn’t change that we were once married and we had a daughter together. I was relieved after making that call, though she sounded hostile I was glad she shared her home address. And when I got here I wasn’t that surprised to see how richly the place was or how quiet it was to stay; it was a good place. Somewhere far away from the busy city and I liked that. When she opened the door and welcomed us, I was dazzled by her beauty. She was a beautiful woman no doubt and even though I didn’t let that known to her the years of our marriage I knew for a fact that she was a beauty.She was dressed in just blue trousers and a small white top; her hair was packed in a ponytail giving her a more youthful look. Her eyes met with mine and I saw that hateful look in her eyes, this felt different. Gwen has never looked at me like this before; the Gwen I know
Gwen. For a moment I thought something had possessed Henry, I thought he was someone else who had become a nosy bitch; someone who always liked poking his nose in things that weren’t his business. He doesn’t have the right to ask me any questions and we both know that. “What I do with my life isn’t your business Henry, you came here to ask some questions right? Now get on with it and get out of my house.” I snapped, not bothering to look at him. Henry is a big fool if he thinks he can get anything from me. “No, we are not done talking about this yet Gwen. I want to know who that boy was last night?” He demanded causing me to look at him. He wasn’t serious, was he? “I’m not telling you who he is Henry and for your information, he isn’t a boy, he is a man.” His face turned ugly when I said that. He looked pissed. “I didn’t ask if he was a man or not Gwen, all I want is to know who he’s!” He snapped. “Why do you care?” “Because I want to know who he’s so he wouldn’t hurt you.”
Gwen. I entered the room but paused by the bedside, I stared at my daughter without making an effort to pick her up from the bed. I didn’t want her to go and neither did I want Henry here. I should have just bare his ass for a long time and maybe have dinner with Jas before they but once again I'm reminded that I don’t have the rights over her and also I have no time on my side. Nina and Jade have been blowing my phone up with texts, asking why I didn’t want them here now. The truth is that I don’t know what to tell them so I decided to leave the texts that way; I only told them to come before nine. It was past eight now so I still had enough time. After standing there for a while, I decided to carry her. Henry was waiting in the living room…alone and I have no idea what he must be doing in my apartment. “Time to go home baby,” I whispered to her as she stirred. Even though this was also her home…her new home to be. I knew I just had to wait for a while. “Wake up baby.” I tapped
Gwen. As I stood there watching Henry’s car drive out, I wondered what that look was all about. “He’s the one right?” Nina inquired. I didn’t bother answering that, I looked at Ryan and mentioned for them to come in. “You can’t avoid this question Gwen, is he your ex-husband?” She asked again. “And was that little girl our niece?” I couldn’t believe Jade had joined her. “Hey girls, how about you give Gwen here some time before asking her any questions,” Ryan spoke up. I looked at him with appreciation. Nina glanced at me before muttering a low fine then went to sit on the couch, with Jade trailing behind her. “Hey, I didn’t know you were coming,” I said when we were alone now. “Yeah, about that I dropped by your house and got told you moved out so I decided to drop the girls here. Hope you don’t mind?” He asked, scratching the back of his head with a nervous look on his face. I shook my head, I wasn’t mad. I was glad he was here and also guilty I didn’t let him know I was mov
Henry. I walked into the house with Jas in my hand and I wasn’t expecting to see the lady sitting on my couch and typing away on her phone with a plate of chicken wings and fruit juice in front of her. I didn’t bother casting her another glance as I made to take the stairs.“Where are you coming from?” She asked, my steps halted. Slowly I turned to her with a raised brows. “Who are you talking to?” I asked. “You of course or is there someone else here brother?” She asked. That’s the thing. She shouldn’t ask me that—she had no right. “I don’t think where I’ve been is any of your business, Sheila,” I retorted. “It’s my business because I wouldn’t allow you to hurt Emily. Do you know how heartbroken she has been all moon up until now? You left her to go meet your ex-wife, Henry, that isn’t a good move.” She said. I know. I didn’t want to go but I had to and I didn’t have the time to explain things to her. “That’s the business between Emily and me, you don’t have the right to in
Gwen. “What other way are you talking about?” I asked, still not understanding what he meant by ‘other ways’.Ryan didn’t say anything after that, he didn’t even bother to elaborate on what he meant by that. All he said was ‘nothing’ I mean I am going to know what he was about to say when the only thing he said was nothing. “I mean it Gwen, you have to drop it.” He said probably after noticing the look I was sending his way. “What am I supposed to do when you made me curious Ryan? I want to know what other way I can show my appreciation; do you need me to go on a trip with you or maybe your plus one, is that what you are trying to say?” I asked but he sighed in what seemed like frustration. “No, not any of that Gwen. I…I….just forget about it.” He hissed and I knew he was done with the conversation. “Okay,” Ding.The microwave sound interrupted the uncomfortable silence between us. I quickly put on the oven gloves and then brought the food out. I dropped it on the table, took