Martina POV
I walked out of the elevator and went nervously to the nurse’s station.
“Is Dr. Martin in?” I asked the nurse dully.
She nodded and pointed me in the direction of the clinic. “Room 405.”
After thanking her, I started taking the route she told me and arrived at the door with the nameplate of the doctor I was looking for.
I knocked.
“Yes?” The nurse inquired.
She ushered me in after informing her about my appointment with Dr. Martin.
 
Briana Time flies so fast.I am now in my 37th week of pregnancy.After filing the petition and receiving his divorce certificate, Marcus immediately reported for work. He showed up at the office and started tackling the pending tasks and documents piled up on his desk. He deferred accepting runway engagements since he devoted most of his time to running the Hotel. I had become a stay-at-home mom and wife since my 35th week because Noah forbade me to report for work, and I was bored out of my wits. Marcus understands, though. Between him and Noah, I can’t do anything apart from whining and making catty comments alternately between them. “I want to go fetch the kids later,” I told Noah at breakfast this morning.He did not reply, and I thought that was a good sign. I was wrong. Noah got up from his seat at the dining table, walked to me, and kissed my lips.“A delivery van will arrive this afternoon.” He informed me I couldn’t leave the house because I had to receive the par
Noah POVI watched Briana’s reflection in the side mirror after I pulled the car from the driveway. She smiled, waving me goodbye, but the smile did not reach her eyes. I could not help but sympathize with her predicament.I promised myself I would make it up to her after the issue of Britney had been sorted out. Briana deserves that and more. When she was out of my sight, I called Brent. “How is it going?” Brent already knew what I was talking about. “I already called our people at the airport. We did not find any trace of Britney going out of Redwood.” “What do you mean?” “Brtiney did not leave Redwood. She is still here.” “Are you sure?” I asked. Worry laced my voice. This is what I was afraid of. If Britney had flown out of Redwood City, it would be better for my peace of mind. But since she didn’t, I could not take anything to chance. “What about the docks?” I am hoping Britney would use a passenger yacht or a ferry. Brent replied in the negative. “She is stil
Noah POV“Is anything the matter?” Brina asked. My breath hitched as I tried to act as casually as possible. Briana is an intelligent person. It would not take her long to put two and two together and come up with five. “Nothing. I am just curious.” I prevaricated, but I am sure my voice is giving me away. Briana knew me too much to be able to hide this from her. There was a pause on the other end. I am almost certain Briana is thinking. “Are you suspecting Hanna of helping Britney?” Bingo!Briana had nailed the issue on the head. Surprise, I became speechless. I don’t know what to say. Should I deny it or confirm it?I looked around me, trying to grope for words, clearing my throat to bide for time. Briana, as I said, was sharp. There is no way I can hide something from her. It’s best to tell her now. “We haven’t found any conclusive evidence yet. That is why I am asking you.” “But you are suspecting her. You wouldn’t call me if you didn't.” Briana sounded too sure of
Noah POV“Daddy!” “Daddy!”“Daddy!” I smiled when I heard the triplets call out my name. They had an early dismissal, and I was glad I decided to fetch them earlier than usual today. They rushed up to me, and I bent down, arms spread wide to receive their hugs. “I miss you, my triplets,” I told them and saw the three of them grin. “Really?” Their eyes sparkled in mischief, but I want to answer them truthfully. “Yes.” As usual, Mason’s eyes roamed around. “Where is Mommy?” “At home,” I told them. It had been two weeks since I forbade Briana to leave the house, but the children would still ask for her every time. Maybe I was overreacting. Briana is right. We cannot postpone our lives due to fear. I looked around and knew that my man was stalking the place. I employed a handful of bodyguards to watch over the children. However, they are invisible to our eyes, except for their three regular bodyguards. It was because I did not want to frighten the triplets. They are still
Briana’s POVMy heart almost stopped beating when I saw what happened. After I left the house to greet the triplets, I watched in horror as I saw them run excitedly to the other side of the road, where they saw Marcus. It was so swift and sudden that all of us watched in horror as a car zoomed past, almost hitting Mason. My body froze when I saw it, but it was just a split second of confusion because adrenaline pushed me, pumping blood in my veins. I ran after my children with fear gripping my heart. I did not care that I was pregnant and could not even carry my weight. All I ever cared for was to save my son from danger.I sighed in relief when I saw Marcus grab Riley by the waist to get my son out of the way. At the same time, I saw Noah grab Mason and Brixx and carry the two of them to safety. My heart raced wildly in my chest as I watched in relief how Marcus and Noah got the children in time, and they were now out of danger. Then, my angry eyes darted to the car that alm
The sounds of sirens echoed all around us, and within minutes, police cars had taken over the road. They barricaded it for other vehicles.At the center, Britney, Noah, and I looked on. I searched for my children and saw them with Marcus. My brother ushered the triplets inside his house, which calmed my somewhat frayed nerves. I can rest assured the children will be safe in Marcus' hands. There had been an investigation. Police cuffed Britney's hands and assisted her to the back of their patrol car.Ed, our head bodyguard, showed up holding the driver of the first car that almost hit Mason. My eyes squinted because he looked familiar. "Sir. I think he is Ms. White’s accomplice. He's the VP for finance you fired earlier for colluding with your Uncle." I shook my head to shake off the daze that assailed me momentarily and stared at the man. "I don't know what you are talking about. I am not Ms. White's accomplice." He cried, denying the allegation. The man looked at me and p
Noah POVBriana was still sleeping when our family came to visit.Marcus called earlier, informing me about the boys’ excitement to see their little brother. “Where’s our baby brother?” Riley demanded, but he was talking in a hushed voice. I glanced at Marcus, grateful because I was sure he informed the kids beforehand that they needed to behave, which explains Riley’s action. I opened the door wider and smiled wider. “He’s asleep with your mom.” The boys’ faces fell. The excitement in their eyes changed to disappointment. “We can’t play with him, then?” Brixx asked in dismay. I crouched low, so I was at a level with my kids. “Not yet. When he gets a little older, you can.” I promised them. “But we can see him, right?” Mason butted in. I nodded. “Of course. I am sure your mom would love to see the three of you.” Then, I stood up and picked Mason’s and Brixx’s hands since they were closer to me to guide them inside. Marcus let Riley follow us. I was glad because the chi
Noah POVI was surprised when Rowan kicked Marcus playfully so he could enter, bearing colorful balloons. At the sight of the balloons, the triplets became excited and had forgotten that they had to act carefully around the baby. Riley stood on the bed, startling their baby brother, and I had to grab him by the waist to put him down. I also did the same to Brixx and Mason when they unexpectedly jumped to eagerly reach their hands out to pluck a balloon from Rowan’s grasp. Rowan steered clear of them to place the balloon on the side of my bed. “I want one,” Riley grumbled. Rowan shook his head to tease the triplets. “You can’t have that. It is for mommy.” “She does not need the balloon. She needs to rest.” Brixx replied, and all of us laughed. “It’s also for the baby,” Rowan added, refusing to give the triplets the balloon. They harumped and ignored him when they noticed the cake that Flint was carrying. “A cake!” They cried.“I hope it’s a carrot cake,” Briana commented