THE NEXT MORNING:JONATHAN'S POV:It was a beautiful morning, the birds were chirping, my lips were curled up into a smirk, and the beautiful light shone through the glass where I stood, watching the calm city which would easily turn busy in a snap of a finger. It was just a slow day, since it was a Sunday.Tristan had arrived twenty minutes ago, ranting, “I'm so done with this. No matter how many times I block her, she just keeps showing up with arrogance but this time she came with a lawsuit, claiming she deserves alimony for all I had put her through. You know it has nothing to do with money, if she wants that I would give it to her on the spot, but she's not even remorseful for all the hurt she put me through.”“Plus I feel stupid because I still love her and every single time I see her, I get weak but it's enough! My family's legal team has reached out to hers and they will handle it so bad that she won't have a dime to her name. How dare she think she could stomp all over my hea
JONATHAN'S POV:“Really Jonathan? You know what, I didn't expect anything less from you.” Tristan had a shocked look on his face at first until the look of realization and defeat spread across his face.We both shared a chuckle as he offered me a drink. It was only morning time but I took it. I was in a very good mood.“So it's only twenty minutes to ten, what do you think she's going to say? I mean her entire family is literally the most wealthy family in the entire world, don't you think they can work on something or stop whatever it is that you planned to do?” Tristan asked, with a look of skepticism.I snorted at that. Nothing is going to stop my love from reaching me.“She adores and loves the kids, I'm pretty confident she will settle this amicably.” I concluded then placed the glass back on the table.She will call me and we will get married.***********HOURS LATER:“Sir, everything is ready for the evening.” Maddy, my assistant, who had been working overtime announced, with a
IRIS POV:THAT SAME DAY:“You know if we go through with this. I'm just going to be unhappy and so will you as well.” I whispered to him, meaning it from the depth of my heart.We were now seated in the car where the kids were in awe at the humidity, the comfortable chairs, the iPads and lightning in the car, and Jonathan had shown different ways to switch the colors of the car from a dark shade of purple to pink to blue, everything. I wondered why they were so amazed by that, because my father also had last year model of the same Maybach.They are just amazed by all he does which is another reason he thinks he has an upper hand over me. But he must be forgetting I raised them, and it seems like the kids also have forgotten that too. I almost cried as the make-up artist worked on my face.I spoke to my parents earlier this morning about it and my father was a bit enraged at the fact that I hid not only this but the fact that Jonathan is the father of my children. “Honey, we are willi
3RD POV:THREE HOURS LATER:“I'm Scarlet, Jonathan's BEST FRIEND who might have fulfilled his needs here and there.” Scarlet introduced herself to Iris, who was having a moment to herself for the first time all day, drinking out of a mocktail.In as much as it was a quiet wedding, with about ten people present. Jonathan had requested Iris get the full experience of a big wedding. So now, there were at the huge yard in one of the houses of the Knight's, there were waiters and waitresses at the beckon of each of the limited guests, a cake of about five layers decorated in white fondant with pink bows, and a groom and bride little piece on top of the cake, there was food of different varieties. There was music playing and Stephen who was the presenter at the competition was the DJ as well here. Videographers and camera directors who had been requested to sign an NDA, in fact all who were present today had been requested to sign to not disclose or they will be sued. Iris had changed int
3RD POV:Jonathan took her hands in his and placed his large, warm hands on her waist and she reluctantly placed her arms around his neck. Soft melodies emancipated from the speakers and the audience smiled at them, and Jason recorded for Jamie to watch later.“The mansion we are moving to is at Beely Trills, it's exquisite and secured in this part of the city. Additionally, it's about a twenty minute drive from your company. I've hired a driver, maids and security personnel for you and the kids. I'm still profiling the best schools for the twins, but since there's still a few weeks before summer ends, Jason and I will work on his training and I drafted two options for Jamie, maybe swimming if she likes it or um…A group of young children practicing in debate.” He listed out as they danced and Iris was astonished by all his plans, and how he was astonished by how he had successfully hidden how nervous he was.He knew he was confident in himself to make sure they are all fine and…happy.
IRIS'S POV:THE NEXT MORNING:The smell of warm food filled my nostrils, and instantly got me up but the minute I opened my eyes, I was met by the bright morning lights shining through the windows I had forgotten to shut after my cold relaxing shower last night. I groggily got out of bed, squinting my eyes and shutting the curtains and taking a seat right back on my King-sized bed, this had to be the most soft bed in the whole world. It literally sank me into a deep, relaxing night rest which I duly needed.My bed was situated in the middle yet deep end of the very wide room. It reminded me a lot of my parents' room, with the walking closet and all my belongings where already neatly arranged in the wardrobe and all my diamond accessories and jewels were also laid down for me, not a single missing which was so commendable. The vanity in my room mirrored my mother's, except it was more luxurious and had more cabinets for my makeup and hair accessories. I loved the room, though I'd neve
IRIS'S POV:“The reason I was cleaning was because Dad, here, said it's important to clean after yourself and aside from that he's my father, he's still more of a role model.” Jason informed me, trying his best to quickly swallow the food in his mouth and talk at the same time.I saw Jonathan smile afterwards and I just listened as we all interacted and Jonathan concluded that we should go swimming at the pool later this afternoon and the kids agreed in excitement.“Excuse me, Mrs Knight…your phone has been ringing non-stop.” Annie interrupted, and I appreciated her then collected my phone and I became perplexed seeing Mariana had called about twenty-five times in the past thirty minutes and had sent over different texts. “Everything okay?” Jonathan questioned but a scoff escaped my lips looking at the message sent.Betrayal is your best friend getting married and not telling you about it! And now ignoring your calls…..After everything we've been through, trading me for a man, this i
JONATHAN'S POV:A WEEK LATER:“Family man, we don't even get to see you anymore.” Carl stepped into my office, stretching out his hand for a handshake, and Tristan absently minded followed behind him.. It was a Thursday Afternoon and I dreaded living in the mansion everyday but it made it better, when my kids accompanied me. I was currently training the three kids, my son included, who had won the competition. On Monday, we had a huge media outlet, taking pictures and interviewing me and Freda. I often dropped Jamie off at her debate and public speaking class, then at noon, the kid's personal driver or my wife would pick her up and drop her off at swimming practice.I was happier than I had ever been and Iris, she was distant especially after her friend got mad at her from the abrupt marriage decision, but I found a way to make things right. She had only uttered a few words and she avoided breakfast and dinner, each day a new excuse and it was driving me crazy.But nonetheless, since
3RD POV:TWO WEEKS LATER:“You poisoned the kids? Did they die?” Loud questioning came from the abandoned duplex out of town, with little to no internet and power majorly supplied by the solar panel gotten from Iris's company.She packed up her hair in a messy bun and yawned, “I did and those little bastards didn't. You know I have always hated those two kids since I laid my eyes on them and it was going to be easier this way. Getting rid of them as well as having Iris crying her eyes out. It's so annoying seeing her grinning from all directions of the camera, I just wish I was able to stay longer and see the tears rolling down her fat cheeks.”She tossed the little transparent bag of poison on the table stand in her room while he sat on the bed laughing at her words while keeping his eyes on her as she stripped out of her clothes. “Well, as long as there are no cameras that capture your face, it's great to keep them on their toes and have fun with them. However, you need to keep me
IRIS'S POV:Now I felt totally horrible and I ran through my face, everywhere was as silent as a graveyard which was definitely a wrong comparison given the situation at ground. To make matters worse, some medical personnels came out rolling a covered body out but stopped when they saw us. I could hear a sniffle coming from someone which I would guess to be Sophie, she hated situations like this.“I'm so sorry.” I coughed out and he smiled tightly.“I totally understand and I'm sorry for all the trauma and pain I caused you in the past, and what Gabriel is doing to you and your family. You still hit as hard as before I see. “ He joked trying to lighten up the mood as he adjusted his suit, and there was a cut on his lip.“Thank you for the suit and for this hit. I needed it more than you would ever imagine.” He looked surprisingly sincere, looking so hurt and he walked off. I could feel everyone's eyes glued on me and waiting for my next move.I closed my eyes for a second before hurry
IRIS'S POV:THAT EVENING:“I came as soon as I heard and Bonnie stayed back with the baby. What are they saying?” Carl joined us in the hallway, greeting everyone who was just as anxious. I remained silent and to myself wiping away my tears, ignoring everyone's word of comfort and encouragement, just thinking long and hard of what had possibly gone wrong. As the twins were rushed in about thirty minutes ago, we all overheard the doctors and paramedic suggest that they were most likely poisoned and Jason's condition was more critical than Jamie.From where? By who? When? “I should have been more cautious and careful. If anything happens to them, I will never be able to forgive myself.” I thought outloud and placed my head in my hand, trying my best not to break down into tears and I could feel Jonathan's muscular arm instantly pulling me.“It's not your fault, Iris. They are going to be fine.” Mariana and Sophie said in unison, just like the twins and I imagined never getting to hear
JONATHAN'S POV:THAT SAME DAY:“Thank you, thank you so much, Sweetheart. This would have never happened without you.” I kissed my wife repeatedly on her forehead, cheeks, lips and neck and she giggled melodiously, looking so gorgeous. Whew…My wife is breathtaking. Even with little to no make up.“It's all you, love. You are so talented, passionate and amazing, it's only right you get your flowers and deal with whoever attempts to tarnish your image.” She spoke sweetly and I held onto her waist firmly, unable to wipe the smile on my face.The switch in people's words and reactions to me was quite amusing. My assistant had read what was being said now and I was just glad, the restaurant would continue receiving customers as this also affected the sales of the restaurant. “I love you so much, with everything in me!” I told her with absolute sincerity, and she cupped my cheek, pressing her lips on mine and kissing me softly.“I love you too, and the kids and I are so proud of you.” She
IRIS'S POV:“In the absence of any confessions or words from either of these great chefs. Let's begin….” The announcer stated, and began cutting down along with every other person in the audience as well as the kids who were just so energetic from all that sugar intake.“3….2….1…” And they began, grabbing their utensils and everything needed.The hall was not so large, it had a capacity of two thousand people because as soon as the tickets were out they were instantly sold out. Many referred to the competition as the ‘greatest battle of the sexiest chefs.’ And what was better than watching it in person…The hall was dimly lit, and the spotlights were on the contestants who had their eyes facing to the audience and the judges who also watched how they had prepared it. I wasn't even as tense as I should be, because one of the judges was present at the revealing of this new meal and he had been one who gave Jonathan thumbs up.But I feared whoever was behind bribing Chef Ryan could also
IRIS'S POV:A WEEK LATER:“Good morning everyone. I am Iris Knight, wife of Jonathan Knight and I will answer a few questions after sharing some words.” I spoke in a very assertive tone, speaking into the different microphones before me. “Chef's Ris was made inspired by me because I am my husband's taste, which is probably why a single bite of the meal will always make you moan or groan at its blended delicious taste. Chefs who have been in love could probably understand what I'm talking about. Chef Ryan who knows if he has or would ever experience the love Jonathan and I share, what if he truly has, won't it be great if he gathered with us by tomorrow night with it being publicly streamed, in order for the whole world to see the same passion and ease in his eyes as he cooks. We've all witnessed Jonathan Knight prepare this meal confidently for years, how come we haven't heard or seen Ryan Jared do the same? If he doesn't, it displays how much of a liar and fraud he is right?” I chuc
JONATHAN'S POV:A WEEK LATER:Bonnie had given birth to a baby boy, and though premature, all four of us had concluded that he was going to be so bad yet great like Carl was. If I hadn't admired Carl before then I totally did now, he had been making sure Bonnie was doing well after the surgery as well as questioning the doctors about the most minimal things everytime he goes online to read something about premature birth. He had also been flooding her with gifts and he shared with Tristan and I that it was finally time to get her the luxurious car she had requested for because she duly deserved it as his greatest fear which was losing her didn't come to pass. Iris also had been so attentive to Bonnie's needs, talking to her about her feelings and worries as a new mother and I had seen them both crying one time. It still broke my heart till this day that I was unable to be there for Iris and be by her side through postpartum.I just hope there will be a next time and I will be there.
JONATHAN'S POV:TWO DAYS LATER:“Jonathan Knight, are the rumors true?”“Chef Ryan has made a whole lot of allegations against you, what do you have to say?”“Are the Knights really thieves of ideas?”“Is this how you plan to portray yourself to your kids?”The paparazzi came all at once as Tristan and I exited out of my office, we ignored them and my security hurriedly pushed them back in order for us to walk past, handing us glasses which I was so thankful for because the cameras kept flashing repeatedly in both our eyes.We successfully entered my black SUV and I heaved out a breath.“What the hell?!” Tristan exclaimed as one of the female reporters clung out at him, preventing him from shutting the door.“Give us something…anything, Mr Knight. Just a word.” She pleaded, sticking her head through the door which was almost getting closed and my security carefully pulled her away.Tristan and I looked at each other after locking the doors and laughed out loud. My driver soon started
3RD POV:THE NEXT MORNING:“Good morning, Sweetheart.” Jonathan greeted Iris, kissing her forehead and she smiled weakly, sitting up watching him bring breakfast on a tray.Iris had already woken up a few minutes ago, and almost shed a tear out of anger at the trending headline all over every blog and the mean words being said about him, set to tarnish her husband's image. Ten minutes after Jonathan's interaction with the lady he suspected to be Scarlet, everybody in the entire hall and world got a notification which stated such defamatory remarks against Jonathan.Jonathan Knight, a role model to many and a successful chef, has been called out by Chef Ryan Jared as a thief who stole his popular delicious recipe for Chef's Ris. This proves Jonathan Knight is not a man of integrity and a thief! He literally forced his wife to marry him, he can coerce anyone to do anything and steal as well. Don't you think?It was uploaded on a blog and it got over fifteen million views in an hour. J