Noah POV
Identifying who sits with whom was a bit tricky.
Since I previously loaded the triplets’ car seats in my car, it would be more convenient to transport them, but Briana would have none of that.
She insisted the kids ride with her, and no one had the guts to say no to her, especially me when she was looking monstrously at us.
“Put their seats in my car.” She instructed the nannies who followed her orders efficiently.
I tried to talk to her, but the cold aura surrounding her was enough to freeze me on the spot.
I just watched her helplessly. The children, too, stood obediently by her side.
With the car seats pulled out of my car, the nannies began strapping the children on their car seats in Briana’s car.
“Where’s daddy!” Riley’s voice bro
Noah POVI stared after Briana and the man with unblinking eyes until they were well out of sight.I shook my head, still unable to process what had happened. Briana went out with a man.He was not just some man. He was the same man at the bidding and the pictures from five years ago; that I was sure of.After Briana signed our divorce, I kept looking at the pictures Uncle Matt provided. It has haunted me for a while.“She was out on a date?” Rowan asked, surprising me. In my preoccupation with what had transpired earlier, I did not realize that he already crept up to me until he said something. “It appears so,” I said, masking the pain that such an occurrence brought to my heart.While I was bent on pursuing her and winning her back, another complication threatened to thwart my plans.“Oh my! Wait until Charles and Marcus hear this. I bet they would approve.” Flint said, rubbing the pain in. The two brothers looked gloatingly at me before they started talking between them.“Hey
Briana POVAnthony Goldstone brought me to a fine dining restaurant.When we first stepped inside, I could already feel the romantic ambiance of the place and cringe, especially when he took my hand to follow the Maître ‘d.I wanted to pull my han
Briana POVAfter dinner, Anthony got a phone call. He excused himself to answer it.I, too, took the time to check on the children.“They are doing fine,” Rowan replied to my query. There was nothing more to say, but I lingered on the line. I wanted to ask Rowan something but was too shy to voice out what was in my head.“Anything else, sis?” Rowan inquired in the gap.I shook my head.By this time, I also saw Anthony weaving his way back to our table. I presumed he had concluded his business.“Nothing. Thanks, Rowan.”“Okay. Enjoy.”Then, the line was dead.Anthony sat back on his chair and inquired. “Were you checking on the children?” He asked after putting his phone away.I nodded awkwardly. “The triplets were asleep. They did not even ask for me.” I said, shrugging.“You must appreciate that they do not demand most of your time, unlike when they were younger.”“Yes. But I felt weirded out. The children are growing, and they need me less and less. Especially now that Noah i
Briana POVI stared into Noah’s angry face dumbfoundedly.He shook me slightly, snapping me back to attention."
Briana POVI bit my lip, wanting the ground to swallow me whole when I heard his explanation.I am so ashamed for putting up with so much fuss.The corners of Noah’s lips tugged into a smile. He was laughing silently at me.It reminded me of those nights when we were still married. Noah used to laugh at my expense, and I would push him hard due to my hotheadedness.‘You’re in trouble, Briana Ford!’ The nagging voice in my he
Briana POV“Mason, Mommy, and Daddy are here,” Noah assured my youngest while he held our eldest and middle child in his arms.The two were nodding their heads off.Any moment, and they were off to dreamland, except for my youngest, who had not recovered from his nightmare.Mason tilted his face up. His tears clung to his eyelashes.The sight broke my heart.“Will you sleep with me? All of you?” Mason said in his tiny voice.My body stiffened in reluctance, unwilling to accede to his request.“Please. I want to feel how it is to have all of you around me.”“We have always been around you,” I explained.“Riley, Brixx, Daddy M, Dada, Daddy F and Daddy C.” I continued while rubbing Mason’s back.
Briana POV“Why didn’t you fight back? Why did you sign the divorce without telling me about the babies?”My eyes rolled to the back of my head in annoyance.“How can you put the blame on me? You wanted the divorce. You threatened to sue me for murder if I didn't agree to your terms. Why has it become my fault now when I only wanted to protect my children from their ruthless father?” I lashed back, not understanding where we were headed with this conversation.“You could have told me about them. You could have
Briana POVThe kiss was fiery. It was cackling.Noah was a good kisser, and he knew it.He took full advantage of the knowledge while he nibbled on my lips before softly biting it.When my lips parted to let out a groan, an opportunity presented itself, allowing him to delve his tongue inside.The pad of his tongue explored the hot cavern of my mouth, making me moan in pleasure.
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