CHAPTER 10
Maria's POV “You want us to call the cops on someone we aren't aware of? Cut me some slack, Andrew. This ain't Hollywood. Fuck the cops and let's go check who's that,” I told Andrew while turning down his suggestion. The sad face he put up shows that he wasn't pleased that I didn't follow his command but who cares? I'm all about my instincts. I wasn't going to let Andrew play the lead role in my life when I was old enough to make certain decisions for myself. As I stepped outside the vehicle, I checked behind me and noticed that Andrew was following my trail. “Don't worry, just go. I got this,” Andrew assured me. We were like super crime fighter couples. Situations like this only happen in the movies. As we strode quietly to the gate, we met with the security who was fast asleep. Andrew and I shared a telling look. It's obvious that the same thing for Security. Another loud knock was heard on the gate that forced the security off his position. The moment he saw us, he went on his knees and started apologizing. “I am so sorry, master. I took some sleeping pills shortly after you both arrived. I thought we were never going to expect visitors anymore,” “I don't bloody care. You are laid off!” Andrew angrily declared until I was forced to step in. “You don't need to get him fired. He already explained the reason for his actions. Besides, we have a bigger problem ahead of us now,” I spoke to Andrew and made him see reasons that Jake, the security guard, shouldn't be sacked. Jake wasn't far from the truth when he said he never expected more visitors. However, taking sleeping pills on duty is something I can never be in support of. “Who's there? You really need to stop banging the gate like a coward and fucking say your name,” I sparked outrageously at whosoever that was knocking. It was a massive risk, but I was prepared to take the bull by the horns. Not for me, but for the safety of my boys. I am ready to protect them with the last drop of my blood. . I won't forgive myself if anything bad happens to her, knowing I could have stopped it when I had the chance. Despite the violent approach, the mystery person knocking at the gate never responded. The silent treatment made me angry. I felt stupid when I received no response. It's as though I was talking to myself. "It's time we get the cops involved in this shit because I'm getting exhausted now," I lamented. “Exactly what I suggested, Maria. Let's call the cops and get this sorted out for once,” here comes Andrew again with his suggestion. I bet he was waiting for something like this to happen to us just to prove that he was right about calling the cops. That was the first time I ever agreed to Andrew's suggestion without making a mountain out of the mo hill. As I was about heading back to the car to grab my phone and initiate the call, a voice spoke from outside. Slowly, I crept back to Andrew and asked him. “Did you hear that voice? It sounded quite familiar, too,” “I know you're In there, Maria or Naomi, whatever you call yourself. I ain't leaving here until I have a word with you,” the voice repeated. It only became clearer this time, making it easier for me to recognize it. “Susan? Is that you? What the fuck are you doing at my house at this hour?” I asked after guessing the person behind the voice. It was a smart guess. The only person that could sound like that is Susan. Perhaps, people have started having similar voices that I wasn't aware of. "That was a smart guess, Cousin. Now come up. I want to have a decent conversation with you. If you refused to show up, I would believe that you're the weakling here,” what a way for Susan to reveal herself. The leopard never changes its spot after all. I had a mixed reaction when Susan revealed herself to me. It was precisely what I wanted but now, I don't even know anymore. “For the record, it's Naomi Jackson. Get that into your fucking head. Secondly, I don't want to have a word with you so just leave before I do something crazy you'd live to regret for the rest of your life,” I sounded the warning to Susan'. I thought it would be enough to make Susan leave, but I was wrong. Instead, she got stronger. It was looking as though I unintentionally unleashed the beast in her. It got messier when Susan involved my kids in the turmoil. “If you really want your kids to have a sound sleep, you'd obey my command now,” At the mention of my kids, I lost my cool and nearly went out to tear her skin apart. I guess what she wanted. She dug a pit of traps for me and I fell inside without focusing on my direction. You just gotta give her a listening ear, Naomi. We can't let her win on this one. At the same time, you wouldn't want the kids to have crazy nightmares," Andrew pleaded with me. A warm embrace accompanied his utterances. After listening to him, I felt embarrassed. I quickly pulled myself away from him. “Whose side are you on, Andrew? Did you just listen to yourself?” Relentlessly, Andrew stood on his ground. He gave me the reason I should accept Susan and hear what she has to say. After paying attention to Andrew, I realized that he might be right after all. “It's fine! But she got five minutes. Let her in,” I finally reached a compromise with Andrew. Since I wasn't sure if Susan was harmed, I sent Jake to security to fetch Susan. If her intentions were to hurt me, she wouldn't think about it anymore the moment she realized that it was a different person. "What a nice place you've got, Maria. I can't lie; a lot has changed about you over the years. Including your name. So tell me, why the change of identity?' Susan mocked me. She started on a rough note and I only had one person to blame.Maria's POVIf Andrew hadn't consented, I wouldn't have allowed that insult from Susan like a hard pill.“I don't know if your ears have been infected by a deadly virus, but you need to understand this. I'm Naomi Jackson. This is going to be the last time I'll talk about it. Lastly, you have three minutes left.” I warned Susan.I lost count of how many times I've done that already. She probably feigned deaf ears to trigger my anger. I guess it's working already.“Why are you running away from the past like a coward that you are? Don't you wanna talk about it?” Susan got on my nerves again.I struggled to breathe. My hands were yearning to strangle Susan's neck, but I moaned to control them.I ignored Susan's shenanigan while I concentrated on Andrew. He's the reason I am in the mess. "If you don't call her to order, I will be forced to kick her out. And trust me, there's nothing you or anyone can do about that,“ I told Andrew while I went to an isolated corner. I folded my arms
MARIA'S POV I raced up the stairs, my heart dancing with every step. Three years, three long years of cold, empty marriage, and now, finally, I had a reason to hope. I was pregnant. I could hardly breathe as I imagined the look on Ethan's face. Maybe, just maybe, this baby would change everything. Maybe it could make him see me and love me so much. Though he did, it was just a little, and ever since we got to the third year of our marriage, he started behaving so distant. I burst through the door, my cheeks flushed with excitement. But as soon as I stepped inside I heard muffled voices. I paused. My smile froze on my lips. I shook my head, pushing the doubt away. No, this was a happy day. But when I opened the door to our bedroom, my world shattered. There he was. Ethan, my husband was on the couch with a woman sitting casually across his lap like she belonged there. Her lips pressed against his, their bodies entwined as if I didn't exist. "Ethan!" I
Maria's POV "Come back here”. I heard a voice say behind me just when I was almost out of the house. A shiver ran down my spine and my legs felt so weak that I couldn't turn around. I already knew who had that voice; it was no other person but Ethan. His voice was ice cold and dripping with so much venom. "What did you just say?" he asked me, and before I could speak, he raised his finger in warning. “Don't even try to lie." I swallowed hard, sweat beads forming on my head, and I glanced up at Susan, who had her arms folded across her chest with a sly smile on her lips. I had wanted to leave peacefully without any trouble but now I guess that peace was far from me. "She threatened me, Ethan," Susan said, and in seconds, she was already beside him, holding his arms and casting a hateful glance my way. I felt so small, so insignificant my life had changed in just a few minutes. "She threatens to kill me, Ethan," Susan said, and without even waiting for confirmation, Ethan's
Maria’s POV Being unconscious was something which I had come to cherish and I didn't wish to wake up to this cruel world. I wanted to die. I opened my eyes wearily and glanced at the white ceiling which was a stark contrast to my room. I tried to get up and mad pain protested through me, breaking down every strength I had left. My whole body felt numb and weak and I couldn't even lift a finger. I must have been unconscious for a long time as I glanced to my left, there was a machine beside my bed beeping. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't; the pain was too much, and tears were brimming in my eyes. The only thing I could remember was that Susan had pushed me and that was it, the darkness closing in on me. I was half aware of my surroundings, and I tried to call for help, but my tongue lay limp and dry in my mouth. I heard a door open faintly, and someone walked in, but I just couldn't make out the figure. I felt someone touch my hands, my vision was blurry and I felt like
Six months Later. My life had changed since I signed those divorce papers. I now live in Massachusetts. And I needed something to do. I couldn't afford to stay idle, not with three babies relying on me. I had no choice but to start over. My hands trembled as I put them to work, scrolling through pages of job listings at two in the morning, the sound of babies breathing softly behind me. Nothing felt right. Everything looks like I could barely pay for diapers, let alone cover the growing mountains of bills. I had to figure something out— fast. It wasn't until two weeks later while struggling to soothe one of the boys with a blanket I had hand-sewn for him, that the idea came to me. “Homemade personalized baby blanket”. Something soft, simple, and full of love. Something new mothers would treasure like I did with my boys. I didn't wait. Immediately I set up an online store that same night, listing my first part of the blanket. It wasn't much but it was a start. I never t
Maria’s POV. The Mercedes Benz AMG glided to a stop before me as I stood at the airport entrance, my dark sunshades managed to conceal my features but not my red succulent lips and my high fashion sense. I got the stares a lot, which I was already used to; I stood tall and magnificent as the driver rounded the corner and got the door open for me. "Mommy!" Timmy, the third of the triplets, shrieked tugging at me with my designer bag. "What is it, darling?" I asked, smiling down at him. "Are we going home?" Ted, the first of the triplets, asked me, holding onto his kite. He had asked the question which his brother had wanted to ask. But before I could answer his question, Theo, ever inquisitive with his sharp eyes, looked up at me. He was the smartest of the triplets and was ready to ask questions until he had answers. "When are we going back to Massachusetts? How long are we staying in Louisiana? Do you think we will ever make new friends, Mommy?" All the questions he threw a
Maria's POV.The car glided across the streets, and it was beginning to drizzle, and I hated it.It was today; today, I had seen the man who broke my heart, who tossed me off like yesterday's trash.The thoughts danced in my head as the car sped off to the National Business Hall, the most popular hall, which comprises a grand hotel; it was where the business gala would take place.It was the night of awards to be handed to each business tycoon who had done so well over the years.I wonder if he would still remember me.I doubt.He might think that I had run off with a lover or something because he never saw anything good in me.Or maybe, he might think I was dead and struggling to find my feet.I laughed at the thoughts.Indeed.The chattering of the triplets came into my head; I was grateful for it, though.It helped push the stinging thoughts out of my head."You will take the kids upstairs," I said to the nannies. " I have rented a room .""Yes, ma'am”. They both said in unison.I
Maria's POV Some say before you die, you see your life flash before your eyes while you do nothing about it. In my case, it was fundamentally different. My heart stopped pumping blood as I died a thousand times from the inside. The imaginary death occurred when Timmy popped the question in the presence of Ethan. The son of a bitch wouldn't take his eyes off me. He paid attention as if his life depended on it while he waited for me to respond. I was grateful for Timmy's tiny voice, which made it difficult for the audience to grasp what he said. I looked clueless and helpless, hoping the ground would engulf me so I could be safe from the dilemma. “No, son. He isn't your father. And he can never be your father,” I told Timmy, my son. My response shattered Ethan's heart to shreds, and he was sweaty despite the air conditioner being on. Before that moment, I wasn't a staunch advocate for dishonesty. I've always taught my sons not to lie, but today, I had no choice
Maria's POVIf Andrew hadn't consented, I wouldn't have allowed that insult from Susan like a hard pill.“I don't know if your ears have been infected by a deadly virus, but you need to understand this. I'm Naomi Jackson. This is going to be the last time I'll talk about it. Lastly, you have three minutes left.” I warned Susan.I lost count of how many times I've done that already. She probably feigned deaf ears to trigger my anger. I guess it's working already.“Why are you running away from the past like a coward that you are? Don't you wanna talk about it?” Susan got on my nerves again.I struggled to breathe. My hands were yearning to strangle Susan's neck, but I moaned to control them.I ignored Susan's shenanigan while I concentrated on Andrew. He's the reason I am in the mess. "If you don't call her to order, I will be forced to kick her out. And trust me, there's nothing you or anyone can do about that,“ I told Andrew while I went to an isolated corner. I folded my arms
CHAPTER 10 Maria's POV “You want us to call the cops on someone we aren't aware of? Cut me some slack, Andrew. This ain't Hollywood. Fuck the cops and let's go check who's that,” I told Andrew while turning down his suggestion. The sad face he put up shows that he wasn't pleased that I didn't follow his command but who cares? I'm all about my instincts. I wasn't going to let Andrew play the lead role in my life when I was old enough to make certain decisions for myself. As I stepped outside the vehicle, I checked behind me and noticed that Andrew was following my trail. “Don't worry, just go. I got this,” Andrew assured me. We were like super crime fighter couples. Situations like this only happen in the movies. As we strode quietly to the gate, we met with the security who was fast asleep. Andrew and I shared a telling look. It's obvious that the same thing for Security. Another loud knock was heard on the gate that forced the security off his position. The m
Maria's POVAs we drove home, Andrew and I never said a word to each other. It was starting to look like a breathing competition. We couldn't stare at each other in the eyes after what happened. Andrew understood the assignment and knew I needed to be left alone And the kids? They won't be disturbing me with their unnecessary demands. Fortunately for me, Patty was there to put them to satisfy their cravings. I don't know what I could have done without her presence. We finally got home after a fifteen-minute ride. The relief I felt that can't be explained. I could only think of one thing; heading inside my sturdy to reflect on everything that has happened in the last couple of minutes. "Please don't go yet.I wanna have a word with you," Andrew whispered to me when he realized I was making plans to leave. “Mom, aren't you coming with us?” Timmy asked me after he saw me stay back inside the car when everyone was out. He's the most inquisitive among his brothers. The Apple doesn
Susan's POV I watched Ethan approach Maria with desperation despite warning him against such a move.Minutes have gone past after he called Maria's attention, and she has failed to look in his direction The only time she looked in his direction, she denied knowing Ethan. “Let's get this clear; I don't know you.I have never met you before. And lastly, my name isn't Maria. For fucking sake, I'm Naomi Jackson. How difficult is it for you to understand that?”“Naomi Jackson? I don't think so. That's the greatest lie ever told in the history of mankind. Of course, you're Maria. My eyes aren't deceiving me,” Ethan argued as though his life depended on it. He had every reason to believe that Maria was playing a fast one on him.Deep down, he was hoping that the cameramen would emerge from their hidden place and say. “It's a prank. Of course, her name is Maria. She just wanted to know your reaction, and you fell for it,”Sadly, none of that happened. Instead, Maria denied knowing E
Maria's POV Some say before you die, you see your life flash before your eyes while you do nothing about it. In my case, it was fundamentally different. My heart stopped pumping blood as I died a thousand times from the inside. The imaginary death occurred when Timmy popped the question in the presence of Ethan. The son of a bitch wouldn't take his eyes off me. He paid attention as if his life depended on it while he waited for me to respond. I was grateful for Timmy's tiny voice, which made it difficult for the audience to grasp what he said. I looked clueless and helpless, hoping the ground would engulf me so I could be safe from the dilemma. “No, son. He isn't your father. And he can never be your father,” I told Timmy, my son. My response shattered Ethan's heart to shreds, and he was sweaty despite the air conditioner being on. Before that moment, I wasn't a staunch advocate for dishonesty. I've always taught my sons not to lie, but today, I had no choice
Maria's POV.The car glided across the streets, and it was beginning to drizzle, and I hated it.It was today; today, I had seen the man who broke my heart, who tossed me off like yesterday's trash.The thoughts danced in my head as the car sped off to the National Business Hall, the most popular hall, which comprises a grand hotel; it was where the business gala would take place.It was the night of awards to be handed to each business tycoon who had done so well over the years.I wonder if he would still remember me.I doubt.He might think that I had run off with a lover or something because he never saw anything good in me.Or maybe, he might think I was dead and struggling to find my feet.I laughed at the thoughts.Indeed.The chattering of the triplets came into my head; I was grateful for it, though.It helped push the stinging thoughts out of my head."You will take the kids upstairs," I said to the nannies. " I have rented a room .""Yes, ma'am”. They both said in unison.I
Maria’s POV. The Mercedes Benz AMG glided to a stop before me as I stood at the airport entrance, my dark sunshades managed to conceal my features but not my red succulent lips and my high fashion sense. I got the stares a lot, which I was already used to; I stood tall and magnificent as the driver rounded the corner and got the door open for me. "Mommy!" Timmy, the third of the triplets, shrieked tugging at me with my designer bag. "What is it, darling?" I asked, smiling down at him. "Are we going home?" Ted, the first of the triplets, asked me, holding onto his kite. He had asked the question which his brother had wanted to ask. But before I could answer his question, Theo, ever inquisitive with his sharp eyes, looked up at me. He was the smartest of the triplets and was ready to ask questions until he had answers. "When are we going back to Massachusetts? How long are we staying in Louisiana? Do you think we will ever make new friends, Mommy?" All the questions he threw a
Six months Later. My life had changed since I signed those divorce papers. I now live in Massachusetts. And I needed something to do. I couldn't afford to stay idle, not with three babies relying on me. I had no choice but to start over. My hands trembled as I put them to work, scrolling through pages of job listings at two in the morning, the sound of babies breathing softly behind me. Nothing felt right. Everything looks like I could barely pay for diapers, let alone cover the growing mountains of bills. I had to figure something out— fast. It wasn't until two weeks later while struggling to soothe one of the boys with a blanket I had hand-sewn for him, that the idea came to me. “Homemade personalized baby blanket”. Something soft, simple, and full of love. Something new mothers would treasure like I did with my boys. I didn't wait. Immediately I set up an online store that same night, listing my first part of the blanket. It wasn't much but it was a start. I never t
Maria’s POV Being unconscious was something which I had come to cherish and I didn't wish to wake up to this cruel world. I wanted to die. I opened my eyes wearily and glanced at the white ceiling which was a stark contrast to my room. I tried to get up and mad pain protested through me, breaking down every strength I had left. My whole body felt numb and weak and I couldn't even lift a finger. I must have been unconscious for a long time as I glanced to my left, there was a machine beside my bed beeping. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't; the pain was too much, and tears were brimming in my eyes. The only thing I could remember was that Susan had pushed me and that was it, the darkness closing in on me. I was half aware of my surroundings, and I tried to call for help, but my tongue lay limp and dry in my mouth. I heard a door open faintly, and someone walked in, but I just couldn't make out the figure. I felt someone touch my hands, my vision was blurry and I felt like