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Gwen.I stepped into the kitchen and met Jasmine sitting on the kitchen island, waiting for her father. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me.“Are you here to make the pancakes for me, Mommy?” she asked. Though I was a bit caught off guard, I answered.“Yes, baby,” I beamed.I didn't know anything about making pancakes for her, but I was sure that's why Henry came out from the kitchen without Jasmine. I walked towards the fridge and pulled it open, hoping I had some strawberry jam, but cursed my luck because there was nothing in there. And one thing about Jasmine and her pancakes was that she only ate them when there was strawberry jam.I closed the fridge and looked at her; she was already staring at me, anticipating.“So…there is no jam, baby,” her face fell, lips pouted in a cute way.Quickly, I added, “Do you want some spaghetti, baby? I made some last night?” I asked, knowing fully well she wouldn't say no as long as it was spaghetti.I watched amused as she placed her finger on
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Chapter 15Gwen.He looked at me blankly before opening his mouth to say words that a mother who loves and cherishes her child so much should never hear. “You aren't taking Jasmine with you, Gwen. You're leaving alone.” My steps faltered once I heard that; slowly, I turned to look at him with my brows raised. He didn’t… No, he didn’t just say what I think I heard, did he? He didn’t say I’m not taking my daughter with me? “What the hell are you saying, Henry?” I barked, glaring at him, urging him to repeat those words, to tell me what he said earlier. “I think you heard me clearly, Gwen. Jasmine isn’t going with you. You are leaving alone without my daughter.” His tone was more clipped and firm now. While I looked at him bewildered, he didn’t just spew that nonsense from his mouth. “What do you mean, I’m not taking your daughter away from YOU?” I asked, taking another step closer until I was just three to four steps away from him. “I don’t have the time to keep on repeating myse
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Gwen. The slap I gave him did nothing to hide my pain, anger, and resentment towards him. He was nothing but an asshole who thinks the whole world should be under his feet because he had money. Well, screw him and his money. “What the fuck did you just do, Gwen?” he growled, and I didn't bother backing out or showing any sign of being scared. “And I will do that again and again if you don't tell me that what you just said was a lie and a fucking prank, Henry,” I screamed. My hands went up to my hair, and I tugged at it… hard. I didn't bother considering how painful it was going to be. All I wanted at the moment was to hear Henry tell me that this was a joke. That him telling me I signed the termination of parental rights was a lie, and every other thing was a damn fucking lie. I don't care if he moves on with the divorce, hell, I would gladly divorce him a million times if I have my Jasmine by my side. “Tell me that what you've just said is one big lie! There's no way I woul
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Gwen. I left the kitchen after trying hard to calm myself which I failed woefully, the tears came pouring out when my daughter ran to meet me and ask if I was okay. I couldn't even speak to her all I could do was pick her up and make my way to her bedroom. The sweet flowery scent of her room welcomed us as we got in. I dropped her on her bed and made my way quickly to her wardrobe, I packed her things in like a mad person. I was glad Jasmine didn’t say or ask any question while I was packing, I concentrated on the packing, and in the blink of an eye, I was done. I arranged the bags in the corner of the room and after that took Jasmine and gave her a quick bath. Any second in this house felt like I was imprisoned in a cell, Henry was a fucking asshole who thinks he owns the world and every living thing in it must bow to him. I will leave with my child and I don't care what he is going to do, Jasmine is as much a child as much as she's his. I have the right to take her because I was
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Gwen. “Gwen!!” His voice reverberated in the living room, and my heart stopped beating. My breathing stopped as I counted from one to three. In my mind, I pray for Henry not to lash out at me. “Where do you think you're taking my child to Gwen?” He yelled. Slowly I turned and truly he was mad….no he looked super mad. I hugged Jasmine tighter for my comfort, she also held me close much to my relief. “I’m taking my child out from this home Henry,” I said trying to make my voice sound as firm as I could. Even though my inside was all shaky and mushy. He glared at me and my eyes connected with the phone that was still hanging on his hand. ‘Was he still on a call with his mistress?’ Feeling my gaze on the phone in his hand, he mumbled something I couldn’t hear before putting the phone down. After that, he made his way to me and I took conscious steps back. “You aren’t taking my daughter out of my house Gwen. This is her house and she belongs here!” I shook my head frantically. “
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Henry. I thought divorcing and taking Jasmine from Gwen would make me feel better. I’d thought seeing her beg and grovel under my feet would give me the satisfaction I haven’t had in years but why do I feel worse instead? Why do I feel like something is tugging at my heart over and over as I watch her beg for her child? I shouldn’t be doing this, this was her child. Someone she has catered to and nurtured for years now and now is taking it away from her. I tried to steel my heart and not let her crying and pleading sway me, if I wanted to do this then I must finish what I have started. Gwen had to suffer, she needed to know what I’ve gone through in the years of being with her. I have always felt like I’d been tied anytime I was with her, her presence suffocates me and I don’t it. “Please, Henry.” Her voice was barely heard. The tears were starting to fall out, and I could see how broken she looked with her eyes begging me to let them go. She held Jasmine tighter like she was
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Gwen. While the men were dragging me out I d I’d not bother struggling or even call Henry for his intervention, and even when I was out of the mansion with my bags thrown at me like I was a slave being tossed out I didn’t call for Henry’s help again. I knew it was over, I knew any of that would be a waste of time. I knew calling and hoping on him would be like hoping for rain to fall when it’s winter. It sounds bizarre that the one person I could die for would do this to me. I still couldn’t believe it, it all still feels like a damn dream to me. I slumped on the ground beside the gate as I stared at the mansion in a daze. I still find it hard to believe that this was happening, that my child was no longer with me. Someone whom I have adored and loved my whole life was taken from me by someone whom I call my love. The love of my life, I snorted. What an irony!With my shoulders slumped and my dampened spirit, I rested my back on the iron gate not flinging when the hotness touche
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Gwen. The realization dawned on me that someone had taken my bag, taken the only source of living from me. In that bag I had the money I'd saved from those years I've been with Henry, I was thinking of starting something with it but now it has gotten stolen. My heart stopped beating for a while, I thought of the complications and discomfort this would cause me. With no money and no place to call home, I didn't think I was going to survive this. For a minute there I was glad herng didn't let me take Jasmine. What if I had brought her out and this happened? How was I going to cope with her when I didn’t have anything? As if the rain was mocking me it decided to pour more, carrying a heavy wind and I shuddered from the cold. I was sure that if I didn’t die from this cold then definitely I was going to die from hunger. My stomach wouldn’t stop rumbling even as the rain kept on falling, what am I going to do now?There is no way I would get food without paying or working for it, I need
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Epilogue. Henry. A little body jumped onto the king-size bed, waving the mattress and waking me up from the deep sleep that I had been engulfed in. The fucking hell. I need no one to tell me who it was. I snapped out of my sleep just as Gwen burrowed further beneath the comforter in her deep sleep. I tried to hold her before Nate jumped on the bed but yet again I was late. Jesus! He always do this every morning and I'm tired ot correcting him everytime. “Nate,” I called. “Papa, wake up, wake up,” Nathaniel sang jubilantly and then crawled towards me while dressed in his SpongeBob pajamas. It's his favorite pajamas. “It’s Saturday which means cake time, mommy. Wake up,” he said again but unknown to him, Gwen was too deep in his sleep to notice anyone. Crazy pregnancy brain. I swear. She wouldn't hear a thing. Also unknown to Nathaniel, he failed to notice the giant lumps of his twin under the comforter wrapped around Gwen’s body. I sighed when I caught the s
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Gwen.I couldn’t believe what was happening, one time I was angry at Henry for driving me out of the room and the next I was walking down the hallway then stopped all of a sudden because of a huge pain that hit me.And then something wet ran down my thighs, I couldn’t believe I’d just peed on myself. But after another wave of painful contractions hit me again, I knew this wasn’t about me peeing on myself, my water just broke.And let’s not talk about how Henry suddenly froze after I told him about it, I mean the man wasn’t moving at all. He was just staring at me like I’d just turned into a big alien all of a sudden.“Henry!” I called harshly, squeezing his hand tightly to pull him from wherever his head was at but that didn’t work.I groaned when the contraction hit me again. Calm down Gwen, you have gone through this before.Breathe in and out, breathe in and out.Yes, that’s it, you are doing fine……Argh.“Henry, please say something baby,” I called, hitting his hand.He blinked but
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Henry.We have been in Maldives for a while now and as much as I want to stay here with Gwen for a very long time, I couldn’t. We have a life back at home and I could tell Gwen was missing the kids and our families.So after staying for about a month—left to me I would stay here forever, we returned home and went back to our new life, only that I didn’t want Gwen to work.She always looks exhausted after coming back from work. She was having a tough pregnancy and I wanted to do everything for her. So even when she requested going back to work even though she wasn’t fine I had to say yes so I wouldn’t stress her out. Doctors advise.But for safety purposes, I got her secretary Alice to always keep an eye on her. I even made her stay in the same office as Gwen and made sure she called when she wasn’t fine.Gwen was strong, she was always there for me and the kids. She has a kind heart, she is different from every other woman and I never regret getting married to her.She’s my lifeline,
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Gwen.One Week Later.It had been a week since Ryan died and everything had gone back together, even though he kinda spoiled my wedding, I was glad Henry and I did exchange our rings and vows before his appearance.It has been a week since we got married and I still can’t believe this fine man sleeping beside me was my husband. Again.I couldn’t get enough of him, he was too unreal to be this handsome. To me, it was a crime for someone to be this cute and handsome at the same time.I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he slept soundly beside me, it was day two of our honeymoon phase—yeah you heard that right, Henry wouldn’t let it go.He said he wanted an alone time with me in a different country and place so three days after our wedding and after Ryan’s death, we left the country for Maldives.Henry had already gotten the reservation and everything ready before coming, so it wasn’t difficult for us to settle down.I could remember how horny Henry was as soon as we entered our room, he
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Gwen.“I have a question for you baby,” he started but I still didn’t look at him. He shouldn’t ask me anything when I’m still mad at him. Everything that happened today was a mess, though I have an idea about it that doesn’t mean I was ready for the drama Ryan was bringing with him.I wouldn’t lie that I wasn’t scared when he held me with that knife pointing at my neck, I was scared out of my mind that any movement would get me killed. I was scared but after seeing the reassuring look in Henry’s eyes I knew everything was going to be fine. More reason why I didn’t panic.“Tell me, apart from hearing your mother talk about Ryan, did you hear something else?” He asked and I kept quiet.When I noticed he wouldn’t stop asking until I answered I shook my head.“What if I told you that everything that happened today was planned?” He asked, dropping the bombshell.I froze after hearing that, he didn’t just say that.I couldn’t say anything, in fact, it felt like I couldn’t hear anything fro
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Henry.The gunshot sounded in the room accompanied by Gwen’s scream and I watch, I watch with satisfaction how it went straight to the fucker and hit his chest. I rushed forward and held Gwen in my arms, protecting her from the bastard's blood. The loud thud of his body dropping on the ground and the heavy sound of a boot on the sand told me everything went well.I looked behind me and saw Ryan trying to catch his breath with his hand on his chest like he could stop the blood from coming out. I took my eyes off him as my men took him out.“Are you alright baby?” I asked, looking down at my wife who wasn’t moving in my arms.I pulled from the hug and stared at her, her eyes were open but she wasn’t saying anything.“Talk to me baby, are you alright?” I asked worriedly while searching her body for any injuries. I hissed when I saw a scratch on her neck, it must be from the knife.Gwen blinked and then as she had just snapped out of her thought she held my hand, staring at me with her be
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Henry. “You want me right? Just me?” She asked and he smiled. No. “Now we are talking, yes I want you. You should know that for a long time now I have always wanted you even though you are already mine,” he said.I groaned as I flexed my jaw muscles. How delusional could one be to think someone who isn’t in love with him is his? He must be mad.“Right, then let them go and just take me,” she said.I blinked and looked at her in disbelief, she didn’t say what I think I just heard right?“Gwen…” I started only to get interrupted by her.“Take me instead and don’t hurt any of them,” I could feel my bliss boiling as I heard her repeat the same words.She shouldn’t agree to his terms, he was only above us because he was with a gun. I fear he would shoot if I decide to attack him and that is what I do not want. Someone might get hurt.Ryan paused, he did nothing, said nothing but only looked at Gwen with suspicious eyes.“You are being way too easy Gwen, tell me what do you have planned?
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Henry.I knew he would be here, I knew he must have gotten a whiff of the wedding and where it would be held. I had everything planned to capture the bastard if he gets here but I never thought he would be this early, never thought he would come and spoil my wedding.The bastard was really getting on my nerves.I looked at Gwen who stood frozen beside me, her eyes wide open as they stared at Ryan in shock. I know what she is thinking right now, she couldn’t believe he was here, and not only that he also had a gun.The whole place was completely quiet as Ryan took slow steps inside, he had a huge grin on his face while taking in everyone’s reaction.“Good day people, I bet you are all surprised to see me here?” He asked but no one answered.I glared at him while trying to bring my phone out discreetly. I quickly typed and sent a message on it after making sure he wasn’t looking.I slipped the phone back into my phone pocket after doing that.“It’s very rude of you guys not to invite me
