Jenna POV
The floor very nearly split in half every time I took a step because of the heaviness of my footsteps.
I was so livid.
My hand itched to hit Charles Ford.
I was sure Charles was toying with me, and that frustrated the h*ll out of me.
How dare he insinuate that my body bends easily to him?
The arrogance of the man!
It was short of saying that I still have the hots for him.
That all he had to do was give me that come-hither command, and I would go running back in his arms.
He must have a screw loose somewhere.
What is the point of divorcing him when I couldn't even control my body’s responses if it wanted him?
I admit I lacked determination when it came to Charles. But did he have to rub that fact in my face?
I am moving on.
I am drilling it into my head that I should start getting used to a life without him because we are divorced
Jenna POVI dove face-first onto my bed the minute I walked inside my rented hotel room, feeling a heavy weight gripping my chest.I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. What happened earlier with Charles kept playing in my head.I missed him.It had only been a day, but I missed Charles a lot.I sniffed and frustratedly wiped the corner of my ear.My eyes darted around me and surveyed the room as a distraction.It was not the usual affluence I was accustomed to when I traveled with Charles, but it was enough.&n
Jenna POVBriana was the last person I was expecting to see.In her presence, my guard went up.Lou, on the other hand, looked like someone tickled her. She was so excited to see Briana up close and personal.Briana smiled when our eyes met.I watched her walk regally in my direction.We exchanged pleasantries before I asked,“What are you doing here, Briana?”“You are not answering my calls, so I thought of dropping by.&
Jenna POV"I am expecting you later, Jenna. Please, don't disappoint the girls. They are expecting you. We missed you, Jen." Briana said.My expression softened.Over the years, Briana’s attitude has never changed. She was still caring and affectionate. She was fiercely loyal, too.I sighed when the door closed on her departing figure, leaving me in a quandary.Now, I am confused.I don’t know what to think anymore. What to choose. Loyalty to the family or giving the only man I ever loved a chance to recalibrate his life and start anew, even if it meant leaving h
Jenna POVI dragged Beth away. It was a struggle because she did not want to leave without confronting Charles.I don’t want to draw attention to ourselves, so I clamped a hand to her mouth before pulling her with me, ignoring her protests. “What did you just do? You walked away from Charles instead of allowing him to see you. You should have let Charles see you. Give him a chance to explain if you still matter to him. I never pegged you for being a coward, Jenna.” Beth said harshly, and all I did was bow my head down. I was tired. So tired. My shoulders started to shake, and my tears began to fall. “Jenna. I am sorry.” It was Beth calling me. Her voice filled with remorse. “I did not mean to hurt you.” Her voice lacked the anger from earlier. Now, she sounded gentle - more like the Beth I know. Instead, my tears flowed in torrents.I can not stop even if I wanted to. I was a woman of composure. This isn’t me. But I can’t seem to control myself. I was so distraught. “I kn
Beth POVI wanted Jenna to forget about her troubles even for a day and have fun, but I did not realize she would take it to the extreme. During lunch, she ordered wine to go with our meal.She chugged down glasses of wine while we all stared at her.Briana must have tipped the girls off about the problem, as they all looked at her with pain in their eyes. We all love Jenna. She is the most down-to-earth person we know. Seeing her looking like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders bothers us no end. Midway through our meal, Jenna pushed back her chair and got up from the table. “Where are you going?” “The bathroom. I need to p**.” Jenna replied and giggled. She wiped her mouth with the back of her head. The unconcerned way she did that caused an alarm in my head. I stood from my seat. “Come on. Let me accompany you.” Jenna held her hand in warning. “I am fine. Don’t worry about me.” She assured me. The girls and I looked at each other, but we couldn’t d
Jenna POVI woke up feeling like a bus ran me over. My body is sore.Groaning, I opened my eyes, feeling disoriented all of a sudden. I was expecting to be inside my hotel room, but why am I here?My eyes started to wander. At the same time, my heart started to race. I am inside our bedroom in the house Charles and I used to share. The same house I vacated after signing our divorce papers. Without thinking, I jumped out of bed, grunting in pain because every time I moved, my muscles protested. I searched frantically for my phone. “Beth!” I hissed when she answered my call. “Who brought me to Charles' home?” I asked desperately, seeking immediate answers. “Oh, I thought he brought you to your hotel. He never said anything when he picked you up from the Rosewood Hotel yesterday.” Beth informed me. My eyes widened in shock. I felt sick all of a sudden. “Who called him? Briana?” I asked in cold dread. I had this nagging suspicion that Briana called her brother on my account
Jenna POVCharles looked taken aback. His eyes grew wide as if he did not expect me to say those words, but I didn’t have any control over my mouth anymore as fury gripped me senselessly. The frustration of the past few days took its toll on me. The feeling of betrayal intensified the fury that had overtaken me. Seeing the reaction on his face gave me immense pleasure. In my pain, I wanted to lash out at him to make him feel even an iota of what I was feeling, and judging from the expression on his face, I succeeded. Charles rarely showed emotion. He was always composed and clear-headed, but right now, I saw pain traced on his face when I hurled the words I wanted to tell him to at least relieve myself of the pain.I was drowning with it, and I needed a lifeline. I don’t care about the backlash on Charles. I only wanted a reprieve!“Jenna!” He cried in surprise. Disbelief laced his tone. “What? You are denying it when everyone at the hospital knew that you were having an affai
Jenna POVI did not know when I started crying. All I knew was that my cheeks were wet with my tears. I did not even realize it until I saw Charles' expression. He looks at me with so much worry in his eyes. I stepped back when he approached me, but I was no match for his strength when Charles reached out his hand to pull me toward his chest. He let me bury my face in his warm, massive chest while I let the pain out. “I am sorry, I can not give you what you want.” I finally admitted that everything was all my fault. My feeling of inadequacy was the one creating this bedlam for us. Charles cradled my head. He gently brushed my hair, causing me to sigh involuntarily. “Can you trust me a little, Jenna?” I heard Charles ask in between the turmoil swirling in my head. I shook my head. I am not sure what to think anymore. Everything is murky right now. “I am eaten by a feeling of inadequacy, Charles. I was no longer the self-assured Jenna you used to know. My failures as a woman
Speechless! This word best describes what I was feeling right now. Do you know that you were amazing readers? Yes, you who stayed with me until this page. When I first started writing this story, I had so many trepidations. I did not think I would be able to pull this through. First, it has a little similarity to my previous novel, Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back, but my editor believed so much in my draft that she encouraged me to consider doing this. (My heartfelt thanks to Lyra Pinter, who had been a constant source of support.)My feeling of uncertainty magnified when I received so many attacks when the story was first published. Too many detractors lashed out at my characters that I had a hard time concentrating.I know what I wanted to do, but the first people who were vocal about the story did not give me enough encouragement. They did not give my characters a chance to redeem themselves as the story progresses. Fear grips me everytime I face the blank screen of my computer.
Briana’s POVThe soul always knows how to heal itself. I had often heard that phrase before but it was never more gratingly obvious til now. After I volunteered to be Charles and Jenna’s surrogate, I had not counted on the pain the act would invariably inflict on me. At the start, it was all too easy. For 40 weeks, I would be carrying their baby in my womb, and that was it. Jenna and Charles will have that baby they desperately wanted. Of course, Noah and I submitted to counseling before I did this, but I never expected that when the time came that I had to turn over baby Amira to her parents, it would hit me so hard. I had not counted on how my self-sacrifice would backfire on me. It hurts so much. I was so heartbroken when I realized that Amira would no longer be a part of my life. Noah took me to several sessions of counseling, and with his support, I was able to get past the hurt and accept that Amira was not mine.The rest of the family helped. My brothers hovered over me
Hello my loves, Jenna and Charles’ story was one of the most painful stories I had written so far. It was because I had to dig up long-forgotten events in my life.But I had to do it for you to be able to understand the motives behind Jenna and Charles’ actions and the pain they invariably inflicted on each other. Jenna and Charles were both non confrontational. They keep things in stride and hope for the best, but sometimes even with the best intentions, our pain could not lay hidden for too long. It needed to be addressed and voiced out, not because you wanted to lash out at your partner or give them the same pain they were giving you.Sometimes, our silence is our cry for help. Or it was a way to protect ourselves. We retreated into the inner recesses of our soul to find solace and comfort because the people we expected to comfort and provide solace for us could not hear our cry for help.But all’s well that ends well. Am glad for those people who had requested me to do a story
Charles POVOne year later…I was standing behind the french windows of the room I was occupying at the Rosewood Hotel, eyes looking outside toward my wife.This past year was a crazy one.Just as Briana predicted, Jenna and I barely had time for ourselves. The kids were growing, and they were beautiful to watch.Jenna’s laugh made its way to where I was.As I watched Jenna play with our children, I could not help comparing her to a rose in bloom.I could not help feeling proud of the changes in her.&nb
Charles POVWe placed our babies in a customized baby carrier that could fit the four of them, and Jenna and I walked out of the suite that had been our temporary home for the past month.At the lobby, we looked like we were on a parade with our nannies in tow and bodyguards, but that’s a small price to pay for the security and safety of my family.“Jenna! Charles!” Beth called out to us.We stopped when we neared her.“Where are your kids?” I asked after she and Jenna hugged each other.I learned this past month that Beth chose to be a stay-at-home m
Charles POVThe next day, our other two babies were born one after the other.Jenna and I were also there to witness everything and become part of our children’s birth.Jenna’s eyes were puffy when she held our two other newborns in her arms. She had been crying nonstop since yesterday because it still had not sunk in that she was a mom of four babies.When we visited Briana, she and Jenna had a long talk.Briana was smiling, but I could see that she was at a loss when it was time to take the baby away from her.I realized that this ordeal put a lot of strain on
Charles POVThe phone in the delivery room rang, and a nurse went to answer it.“Dr. Martin, it’s delivery room 2.” She said from across the room, allowing us to hear.Dr. Martin went to answer it. Her face was serious when she placed the phone back in its cradle.Then, she turned her head back to her medical team.“Are you still up for another delivery?” She asked her team.Their high spirits rubbed off on Jenna and me. We were smiling when they shouted, of course.
Charles POVIt was a crazy day.We were having a meeting when I heard that Briana had been rushed to the hospital.“Brie is having our baby,” I told my brothers and friend after I dropped the call.It was Jenna. She, Noah, and Biana were already in the hospital because Briana's water broke.My face contorted as emotions I could not name assailed.A mix of fear, excitement, nervousness, worry, and happiness barraged me.Briana, my baby sister, was going to deliver my and Jenna's baby right now. 
Jenna POVThe days quickly passed by.Though we did not talk about it, it seemed as if Charles and I were in tacit agreement to take things slow concerning our careers and concentrate more on each other.We go out of town and do things we had never done before as a couple.It was marvelous.“It’s good that you spend more time with each other because I tell you, once the four babies arrive, you won’t get even a wink of sleep,” Briana told me when I came to her house that afternoon to catch up and to check on her.It’s the baby’s