Briana POV“Can you please stop doing that?”Marcus irritably told me when he saw me pacing the floor of my room.He just got back from an appointment outside of the office. I am just not sure if the appointment concerns business or it concerns his wife, Martina.I heard that he was still trying to find her.“How did you get in?” I asked, stopping.“I knocked, but your mind seemed elsewhere. What is your problem?”“I am worried. I can’t sit still.” I told my brother.He walked toward me and tapped me on the nose.“Don’t worry. It is in the wrap. Nothing bad is going to happen to Noah and your family.”I sighed. &ldquo
Briana POV“Where is Daddy?” Riley asked when he noticed that I was alone fetching them. Disappointment filled my son’s eyes.“Daddy still has something to do at the hotel.” Brixx’s eyes lit up when I mentioned the hotel, and I groaned in my head, having a clue about what was going to happen next. “Can we go see Daddy?” Brixx asked in his puppy-dog look.“I am hungry, mommy,” Riley complained. “I want to eat at Daddy’s restaurant.” I almost laughed at Riley’s ploy. It was like hitting two birds with one stone. He wanted to see his daddy and eat at his favorite restaurant. The revolving restaurant has become the triplets’ favorite eating place. The novelty of eating with the sky and clouds has not worn off yet. “Do you also want to see your daddy?” I asked Mason.Among my children, he speaks less, but he is the most intuitive and gentle. Mason nodded enthusiastically. His eyes lit up when I mentioned this. “Can we, Mommy?” “Of course.” I nodded.The bodyguards helped me st
Briana POVWe went to the revolving restaurant and Riley immediately spotted Linda.“Linda. How have you been? Did my Uncle Rowan call you?” He inquired.Riley never gave up matchmaking the two. He likes Linda to be a part of our family.Linda smiled and shook her head.“I think your uncle likes someone else.” She admitted shyly.Riley frowned. “But he never introduced anyone to us. Are you sure he likes someone else?” Riley insisted.Linda nodded bef
Briana “Briana, be careful. Don’t hurry.” Noah called out when I walked ahead of him and the triplets. “We are running late,” I told him, turning my head to my back so I could see them, but it only made Noah mad. “Don’t look back. Look straight ahead. You might trip yourself or something.” He reminded me.His hands were busy holding the triplets, and he was keeping his steps slow to match theirs. “I am fine. Don’t worry.” I called out to him and laughed.When I turned around, I accidentally collided with someone. “Uhm. Excuse me.” The woman said before she hurriedly walked away. I stopped and followed the woman’s movement with my eyes. I did not catch a glimpse of her face, but her back looked familiar. “Isn’t that Hanna?” I asked my husband when he and the kids caught up to me. Noah turned around to follow the direction my eyes had taken. “It is.” He confirmed before nudging me to move forward. “Didn’t she recognize me?” I asked, baffled.Hanna and I had lost contact for
Britney’s POV“Britney White, you have a visitor.” I was startled when the jail warden called out my name. “For me?” I wanted to confirm. The warden nodded, and a smile curved my lips. Instantly, I got up from bed—a hopeful expression on my face. A smile worked its way through my lips. I knew it. Noah still has a soft spot for me. He cannot let me suffer for long. Anticipation coursed through every pore of my being as I tried to smooth my hair. I don’t have a mirror because mirrors are on the list of restricted items in the Redwood City prison. Still, I can’t just appear in front of Noah shabbily. I also ran my hands to my dress and groaned at the creases. But that will have to do. I waited until the warden unlocked my cell and I got out. While following him out of the mazes of corridors, passing by inmates in their cells, I could not help but imagine how I would react when we finally met face to face. Will Noah hug me? Will he beg me to take him back? I am sure he h
Briana POV“Sweetheart, I am here,” Noah informed me when I answered his call. He fetched the children from school without me. “How are you?” “I am fine.” “No more headaches?” He asked, sounding worried. I shook my head, though Noah wouldn’t see me before I responded to his question. “Just a little.” “Go home and rest.” He advised. I rose from my chair, arranged the papers on my desk in a neat file, and prepared to leave. “I am going home,” I informed him. “Have you seen the triplets?” “Not yet, but they will be here soon.” He said when I heard what sounded like the school bell on his end. Noah and I ended our call. I got out of my office, but before I left, I stopped by Belle’s desk.“Have you seen Marcus today?” Belle shook her head. “He has not reported since Monday.” She told me. I shook my head. My brother has been going on a downward spiral since Martina left him. He always locks himself at home for days. He rarely showed up at the hotel, and it bothers me.
Briana POVI bit my lip, and my nose twitched.I wanted to bitch slap Martina if I saw her again for doing this to my brother.He had become too different from the brother I knew five years ago.It was like life had been sucked out of Marcus.Gone was the confident man I knew, my bulwark when I lost myself after Noah and I parted.“I already signed the divorce papers, Brie.” His tone was dull, suggesting deep sadness.My hands clenched to my sides.
Briana POVI watched in contentment as my brothers clapped Marcus on the back. “Hey!” Marcus complained when Flint hit him a bit harder.Flint smoothed his back, grinning. “You are Brie’s favorite brother. You deserve that slap.” Rowan and Charles chuckled in mirth before they bent to pluck Marcus from the bed to carry him to the bathroom. “Put me down! Where are you going to take me?” Marcus cried.Charles, Rowan, and Flint placed him in the shower stall before they turned the shower on, and water sprayed on Marcus' face and head. Marcus tried to leave, but the three barricaded the door so he wouldn't go out. “Bro, you need to bathe. You seriously stink.” Rowan complained, and they all laughed while I watched them smother Marcus with liquid soap on his face and arm. “Stop. I will do it myself!” Marcus cried. The three stop and leave him alone. “Male sure you clean up well.” Charles hollered outside the bathroom before closing the door.As I heard the sounds of splashing w