Chapter Two Hundred Fifty One

Gwen.

Just three days of staying in our new home and it already felt like years, I missed the kids, and speaking with them on the phone doesn’t help anything. I want to see them, kiss them, and give them big squishy hugs until they complain about it.

I love my time here with Henry but I need the kids.

I looked at the man sleeping beside me and frowned, he shouldn’t be sleeping peacefully when I’m worried about the kids.

He should also be awake with me or at least try to tell me that we will see them soon.

I let out another sigh, was it the fifteenth one or the twenty-eighth one? I lost count after signing for the tenth time.

I’m bored, I miss doing the house chores and anytime I try to do anything here Henry would always stop me from doing it.

We aren’t on our honeymoon so he shouldn’t treat me like this, I need to do something to take my mind off things.

I glanced at him again, and at the same time, my phone went off. I quickly picked it up so it wouldn’t wake Henry up, it wa