Tricia POV Weeks passed, and I loved my husband more. Morgan has proven to be the best man I ever could wish for. He was still away from his duty, just behaved friendly. "When do you hope to return to your life?" I asked. Morgan only smiled, not responding to me. I walked to him and leaned in. "I want to quit," Morgan said. "Quit?" I asked. Does he want to quit being a mafia? "But, why?" I asked. "You aren't old." He leaned back and stretched his hand to me. "Come here," he said. While I was walking to him, it felt like my water broke, making me cry. "What is wrong?" Morgan asked. Theresa rushed to us and they lifted me. "It hurts," I cried. I was put to sit in the passenger's seat and Morgan hooked the seatbelt. I wept as the car began, the pain was too much. Theresa, who sat at our back, kept calling some individuals, but I didn't want to know. I was in so much pain. Getting to the hospital, I was laid on a stretcher and taken into a room. The doctor said it was m
Morgan POV Four days looked like four years without Tricia, although I visited Tricia every day. Ethan enjoyed his mother's milk in the morning and afternoon, but in the evening, while we were home, I prepared it myself. I didn't allow anyone to assist me in preparing it. Sometimes, Theresa would stay watching me while I busied myself preparing the baby's milk. "How are you doing, now?" I asked Tricia, who was holding the baby. "Cool," she said. The doctor said that she would be discharged in some hours and we were happy. Tricia said about how she wished to have the baby in her hands. "Mr. Bliss, can you come out to sign a paper?" I heard and looked at Tricia. "I would be back," I said, giving her a peck. Baby Ethan's eyes glittered joyfully. I walked out and did the necessary signing, not without reading it. I had to stay alert at all times, though I trusted the hospital. "What about Theresa?" Tricia asked upon my coming in. "Home with the workers," I said. Few minutes l
Tricia POV It was fun being with Morgan. Four days in the hospital looked like eternity but with Morgan by my side, I felt at peace. Baby Ethan also saw me many times. Morgan and I sat together on the bed, saying nothing but we had our hands intertwined. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and Morgan grumbled. "Why can't we have a peaceful moment?" He asked. Soon, his phone began to ring, and he picked it up. "It's Theresa," he said and I urged him to answer the call. Theresa called to tell him that she wanted to go out. "I will be down," he said and walked to the door. I asked if I should come along with him but he rejected saying that I should take care of Ethan. Soon, I saw baby Ethan open his eyes; he blinked and looked up. A smile crossed his face and he began to weep. "It's alright," I said, raising him. Looking at my face, Ethan stopped weeping and relaxed his head on my shoulder. I began to rub his back. Sitting on the bed, I gave him food. He will no longer
Morgan POV A week passed slowly, and Ethan had started allowing people to carry him. My plans for our honeymoon had been finalized. "Ready?" Tricia asked. She was dressed in a fluffy gown. I remembered our last argument. We argued about a worker following us so as to take care of Ethan. Tricia disagreed saying that she didn't want anyone with us. "It won't be easy," she said. "But we should go on our honeymoon alone with Ethan Bliss." I rolled my eyes and told her to remember how a week-year-old Ethan proved to be stubborn. After much contemplation, I gave in to Tricia. Presently, we were dressed. "You should head out, I will come with Ethan," I said and she nodded. I looked around the room with a smile on my face. We will be going to Spain for our honeymoon. My reason for choosing Spain wasn't only for our honeymoon; I needed to see Bernard, to know how he was doing over there. I trust that he is doing a good work over there but he couldn't only take care of the place, h
Morgan POV A guard of Bernard's was with Ethan, and only stood up when we approached. "Thank you," Tricia said to him and he took a bow. Bernard told one of his guards to get the lady as I requested. The lady was brought out of the room and stood before me. Fear was evident in her eyes. "What's your name?" I asked. "Chloe," she replied. I wanted to ask if she likes Bernard but it would be foolish to her. She doesn't know that her savior has started to like her. It could lead to another thing if care isn't taken. "Alright, Chloe," I said. I didn't want to know anything about her, just asking for her name wasn't a big deal. "Boss, what should I do..." Bernard was saying but I sat up straight. "I am not here to be the boss," I said. "I'm here for my honeymoon." Bernard nodded, and we began to discuss different things until evening. "Let's go out," Bernard said. "Why?" I asked. "To get filled," he said. Tricia passed Ethan to me and asked if he can't cook. "If you can't,
Morgan POV Why won't I love and cherish her? She suffered a great deal with me when I didn't want to fall in love. No one would take her place, not even the one I had my first with. Everything we brought with us was in the house; we only needed to order food. "What would you like to eat?" I asked. "Do you have any contact of a restaurant?" Tricia asked, playing with Ethan. "Yes, I do," I said. "Bernard gave me two contacts last night." Tricia nodded and told me what she would like. Immediately she responded, I placed the order." It took a long time for me as it was my first time to make an order from the restaurant, but I did it anyway. They promised to deliver it within thirty minutes after I paid. "Give them thirty minutes," I said to Tricia who nodded. Tricia placed her head on my shoulder and I smiled. "We should go out after eating," I said, and Tricia shook her head, looking at Ethan. "I pleaded that we take a worker with us, but you refused," I said. "That is bec
Morgan POV I was woken the next day by Ethan's cry. I looked at his mother who was still asleep, and I got up from the bed. I walked to the carrier and raised him to my arm. Slowly, I opened the door and walked to get some milk from the one I kept in my bag. I took up a small cup and walked to the tap. After preparing the milk, I fed it to Ethan. Done feeding Ethan, I turned to see Tricia. "Has he had his bath?" She asked and I shook my head. Tricia thanked me for feeding Ethan. "Do not forget, he is our son, and we have equal rights in caring for him," I said. She took him from me, telling me that she needed to bathe him. "Alright," I said as I watched her walk up. Taking a seat, I scrolled through the internet and saw that I had a message. It was from little Drake. He advised me to keep safe and enjoy my honeymoon. I smiled, remembering the first time Drake pleaded to see Tricia. Then, I was of the notion that they would fall in love, but he proved me wrong. "Morgan,"
Tricia POV We got home and I took baby Ethan off his father to his carrier. Ethan proved stubborn, not letting go of my top, but he was still young and didn't have enough strength, so I put him in the carrier. I moved close to Morgan, who had unbuttoned his shirt and placed my hand on his chest, but before we could begin any form of romance, Ethan's cry filled the room. "Why can't we be alone?" I asked no one, but Morgan heard. "We have a baby here," he said and wrapped his hand around my waist. "Ignoring him for a moment won't cause much," he said. I was shocked to hear it from Morgan. "Really?" I asked with a shocked expression. "Yes," Morgan said. Before I could say anything, Morgan began to kiss me. His grip on me tightened, it felt like he was hungry. Soon, Ethan stopped weeping, and I smiled, pushing Morgan. It wasn't easy to push a man like Morgan as he held my hand and then kissed me. "I will check on him," he said. I heard Ethan's soft laughter, and Morgan walke
Morgan POV I remembered the picture that I held the last day. Rivers was Theresa's brother. "You are awake," Tricia said. I smiled and gave her a peck on her forehead. My gaze went to Ethan's bed. "Our son is soundly asleep," I said. She laughed and told me how she had to keep Ethan down last night. "He is becoming more stubborn," she said. "Then I will take care of it," I said. I walked to Ethan when I sensed that he was awake. "Ethan, you are to take your bath now," He used his legs to hit my hand and smiled looking at his mother. Tricia smiled when she saw what Ethan did. I raised him to my arms and he struggled to get free. "Here we are," I said as I placed him in the bathtub. We played a little before I had his bath. "Today, I want to take us out for a fun time," I said as I walked out of the bathroom with Ethan. "Should we take our bath together?" Tricia asked. I didn't expect her to say that so I was a bit surprised. "We can't," I said thinking of how it wo
Morgan POV Two months had passed, and it was the day for Rivers's burial. He died a month ago. We all wore black as we stood by his grave. "Rivers, my brother, I remembered how you were," I said. Tricia stood beside me and held a flower. Drake and Theresa had come from their college to grace this occasion. He stepped forward with a flower and placed it on the grave. Tricia supported me but I couldn't help but feel angry. Why didn't he tell us what was happening to him? If it wasn't for Drake, we wouldn't have known about his issues. I held onto Tricia as I watched others walk to keep their flowers on Rivers grave. As the boss, my wife and I were to go last. We walked towards the grave to drop our flowers when they were done. I suggested that we should celebrate Rivers life in a restaurant. They accepted, and we left for a nearby restaurant. Our time of mourning was over, Rivers had been buried and now, life moves on. "Good morning," I heard a lady's voice while we were in
Tricia POV I chose to be stubborn even though Ethan's cry filled my heart. "Ethan, go to your father," I said. Morgan looked at Ethan, who held onto his leg. I could see him smiling and this gave me confidence to walk to him. Before I could say a word, Morgan slapped me. I felt extremely sad and my cheek stung. I looked around and saw people staring at us. This broke my heart and I left with Ethan. Entering the car, I told my driver to move. Maybe I was stupid when he slapped me. I stood there and looked angrily at him instead of pulling my gun on him. This idea made me smile. We got up and I walked up with Ethan, ignoring Felicia's call. In the room, I placed my phone on the side table while Ethan walked to his bed. Looking at my phone, I saw two missed calls and one voice message, they were all from Morgan. Taking a deep breath, I clicked on the voice message. In it, he pleaded with me and said that he would search for Cherry when his mood gets lighter. "Don't plead
Tricia POV I waited for Felicia to be done with whatever she was doing before I called my driver. "You didn't need to wait for me," she said. I told her that since it was our first day to come together, I chose to leave with her. "Alright," she said and brought out her phone. She asked if we could take her to the house she lived in with her husband. "What would you like to take there?" I asked. "A lot, just don't worry," she said. Soon, the car arrived and we got in and sat like sisters. Felicia directed us on our movement. "Stop!" She said when we got to a gate. I wanted to come with her into the house but she declined. Five minutes later, I got worried as I didn't see her come out so I decided to go in. "I will be back soon," I said to the driver. "Should I accompany you?" He asked. I remembered what Morgan told me about my driver but no, I couldn't allow him in. "No, don't worry," I said to him. This could scare Felicia. I felt safe as I was with my gun and could
Tricia POV Miranda greeted Felicia but didn't take her eyes off her. Soon, the day was clear, and Morgan decided to get Felicia a few things. Felicia behaved awkwardly, but I guessed she wasn't used to being treated the way we did. The doorbell rang, and I saw Felicia shake. "Felicia!" I called. "Don't be scared. I walked to open the door as it seemed like the person was an outsider. It was a delivery man. He asked if I was Felicia or Mrs. Bliss and later gave me a package. "Mr. Bliss told me to deliver this to Felicia Bliss," he said after I signed and then left. I called Felicia and asked her to check it out. "Who is it from?" She asked. "Morgan," I said. Felicia opened the box and looked through everything. "Where is Morgan?" She asked. "I do not know," I said. As soon as those words left my mouth, the door flew open and Morgan stepped in. "Thank you, Morgan," Felicia said. I asked him where he was but he ignored by going out. It's been long since he last ignored
Tricia POV While we were in the restaurant, I held Felicia's hand. "What are you doing, Mrs. Bliss?" She asked me. "Quit the formality," I said. "Call her sister-in-law," Morgan said making me blush. "But I am not...," she was saying. I placed a hand on her lips as I knew what she wanted to say. She might not be related to Morgan by blood, but they had a bond when they were young. I wanted to feel like I knew someone from Morgan's family. We left the restaurant when we were done eating. Miguel drove to the group's house and I wondered why he did that. "Hold on," we said to Felicia as we got out of the car. Morgan advised that I locked all the doors for the safety of Felicia. She wasn't a member of the group so there was no need for her to come along with us. Getting into the car, I saw Felicia's head buried in her lap. It felt like she was weeping. "Felicia!" I called. Morgan turned back and looked at us. "You should let her be," he said. "She is going t
Morgan POV After taking my bath, I walked down with my family. My phone began to ring, it was Johnny. He asked me about my plans to get Mr. Adolf to confess. "Felicia chose the surname of her foster parent rather than her husband's name," I said. "It means that she isn't happy with him." I looked away from the phone and then thought for a while before speaking. "I will go in as a commoner," I said. "What if he knows who you are?" Johnny asked. He could say nothing to stop me. The only thing that they can do is to follow me. "How many would be coming?" I asked. "Five," he said. "Names?" He mentioned five names, but why wasn't Alonso included? "Alonso?" I asked. "He has a business ordeal," he replied. I sighed knowing that I had never interfered in their personal business. "Alright, come along with Maxwell," I said and ended the call. Tricia placed a hand on my shoulder. "I trust you to bring justice," I smiled hearing this and kissed her hand. "I am forever grateful
Tricia POV The week passed as quick as possible and we were in a new week. I woke up and took Ethan to bath. It has been a struggle to take his bath ever since I got home from being kidnapped. "Ethan, be easy," I screamed. He was stubborn, and I guess he got that trait from his father. Turning back, I saw Morgan glaring at me. "I can take care of him," Morgan said. "Alright," I said handing Ethan's towel to him. I walked down as I didn't want to hear Ethan's scream. Thirty minutes later, Morgan walked down with Ethan. "You should go to bath," he said. I nodded and was about to go up when Ethan walked to me and shook his head. He rested his head on me, and I knew that he was sorry for behaving stubbornly. "You should be gentle next time," I said. Morgan laughed and when I asked for the reason he laughed, he said, "You wanted a male child who will behave like me." His words made me smile. I walked up the stairs with a smile on my face. After dressing, I walked down and Mo
Morgan POV We walked into the car and I drove home since Theresa and Drake were going to be less busy for two days. "Ethan!" Theresa called as I drove. Tricia wore a frown on her face. I knew that she was angry with the way I did. Parking the car at a side, I told everyone that Tricia was going to drive the car. Soon, Tricia sat in the driver's seat, and I could hear Ethan hail his mother, although he couldn't speak. It was a slow ride but it was nice. "Let's go to the complex," I said to Tricia. "Why?" She asked trying her best to keep her eyes focused on the road. It looked funny that she was trying to behave like me. This was the reason she was slow. "You aren't a master so keep your gaze low," I said to her. "Alright," she said. Taking my advice, her driving was a little bit faster. "To the complex," I said. We got to the complex, and Tricia held my hands before I got out of the car. "Who are you here to see?" She asked. I knew that she knew that I wasn't going t