{MONTHS LATER}~JESSICA~“I have good and bad news; I’ll start with the good news.” The doctor said as he walked in.I was at the hospital for my follow-up. I came with Clinton; I started to feel sick, so they brought me here in a ward for tests as my surgery was completely healed and they were wondering what could be wrong. I was lying on the bed with Clinton by my side; we were uneasy about what could possibly be the problem."Well, I don’t know if it’s really good news, but you’re two months pregnant.” The doctor said, and Clinton was quick to take me in his arms. “Love,” he said, showering me with kisses, “this is the best news ever.” He was still showering my face with kisses before he put his hand on my belly. But I knew it was impossible; it must be a mistake because I had my tubes closed; the chances of this being true are zero."Doctor, are you sure because—”“Yes, we are aware that you had tubal ligation; the surgery was not successful as your Fallopian tubes had healed alre
~JESSICA~I was still struggling to remove her mask as she painfully yanked my hair, and finally I managed to remove it. “Loren?” I was shocked by the face revelation—my best friend?“What the fuck? Loren?” She was looking down. “Oh my gosh, you’re busy entertaining my husband; you’re supposed to be my best friend?” “I did it for a reason.”“What reason? What fucking reason will you be giving my husband a lap dance when we had a fight?” “Jess, you need to calm down; you’ll cause a scene.” She said, I knew she was scared to get fired. I turned to Clinton, who was seated, sipping his drink and humming to the music.“Unbelievable!” I yelled, then walked out with the cab driver trailing behind me.“Miss, I'll drive you home,” he said. I owed him money, so he had to obviously drive me back home. “So the woman is your best friend?” He started the conversation.“Yes, she’s actually like my sister; she has always been there for me. I just don’t get it.”“I see.” He nodded.It didn’t take lon
~JESSICA~"Why, Loren, why?” I was now on the floor, crying.After a few minutes of calming myself down, I got up and headed to the bedroom, crying like this wouldn’t help.Reaching the bedroom, I sat beside the bed but on the floor, taking my phone as I once again tried Loren’s number, but like the first, it went straight to voicemail. I decided to try Clinton’s number this time, but it said the number was disconnected and couldn't even let me leave a voicemail.I dialled Mrs. Smith’s number; maybe he had told her something.“Jessie, how are you?”“I’m not fine, mom; Clinton left me.” I tried to sound strong—I didn't want to cry in front of her.“Oh yes, he did; he told me, I’m so sorry, dear.”“Did he mention where he was going?”“No, he even refused to give me his contact number. He said he wants to try and forget—”“Alright mom, just let me know if you hear anything.” I cut her as I didn’t want her to mention that my own husband wanted to forget me.“Take care, dear, and if you nee
~JESSICA~“It’s a miracle, Mrs. Clinton; the fetus moved, and as we speak right now, it’s safely in the womb.” He declared, and I looked at the results—it said it was a positive pregnancy this time. Tears welled up in my eyes; I had to blink them away to see clearly.“I’m… It’s… doctor, are you… are you sure?” My voice trembled as feelings of guilt and excitement mixed up in my system."Congratulations, Mrs. Clinton's. I'm a hundred percent sure. Although this is a complicated pregnancy, very risky, the foetus is now in the womb. Since it’s risky, you can abort it if you don’t want to keep it.”“No, I will keep it.” I was quick to decide.“Alright, I’ll just send over a nurse who specializes in ultrasound so she could help you hear the heartbeat of your baby.” He said and excused himself, with the nurses following him.As the door closed, guilt consumed me; this child is perhaps a blessing. After closing my tubes, it still went ahead and got fertilised, even being able to swim down to
~JESSICA~ Why was Loren calling me after she had been ignoring my calls? Anyways, I was not going to pick; I only made an excuse to get rid of Mrs. Smith’s, so I blocked her. After blocking her number, I went straight to bed after my bedtime routine.I didn’t need this negative energy around; I have a baby growing in my womb, and I’m sure stress was not good for it.There was a knock on my door; I’m sure it was Mrs. Smith. I pretended to be asleep and ignored her knocking, and eventually she left, and I concentrated on rest.——It was early morning, and I was getting ready for work as I had an important meeting after all these days I’ve taken off. With a last glance in the mirror, I headed to the kitchen.“Good morning.” I greeted her as I made myself a cup of coffee.“How did you sleep?” She responded."Fine, thank you. I’ll be leaving for work in a few minutes now.” I told her, and she nodded.“I see, have you signed the divorce papers already?” She asked.“Yes,” I responded and di
~JESSICA~“Stay the fuck away from my wife!” It was Clinton.“Clinton?” I gasped out loud in shock.“Mr. Clinton, we have a few questions for you as well.” Some ran to him, and I silently watched, ignoring the ones that were asking me to say something.“If you people love your jobs at all, then you better leave before…” Clinton took out his phone, and just like magic, they all ran away, disappearing one by one, confused. Clinton quickly rushed to my side.“Love, are you okay?” He asked as he helped me and led me to a bench beside the pool—I was still in shock.Neighbours were all outside witnessing the scene; I could hear their little gossips—they feared Clinton. “Stay here; I’ll be back.” He said as he sprinted away, then surprisingly returned with a bottle of water.“This will help,” he said as he gave me the bottle. I didn’t need water, as I felt perfectly fine. I accepted the bottle just to throw it in the pool. He looked shocked.“Did you come here to mock me?” I angrily asked; h
~JESSICA~“No, you’re not a bad person; you just made a mistake and everyone does; luckily we can still fix this,” he encouraged, but where was I going to start searching for her now?“Are you hungry?” He asked, and I slightly pulled away, shaking my head and indicating a no. “Alright, do you want to sleep, take a shower, or maybe watch a film?” He was trying to make me feel better."No, I’m fine; I just want to find Loren.” I told him, and at that moment he received a phone call; he pulled away to pick it up.“Boss, we found her location,” the person on the other end said; it was on loudspeaker, so I could hear their conversation clearly.“That’s great news; send me the location now." Clinton responded—I didn’t understand what was going on.“Done, boss, one of our planes with all the goods crashed.”“Relate all issues to Don,” he abruptly said and hung up, turning to me, “they found her." He informed me I was still clueless, so I squinted my eyes. “Loren, they found her location; she’
{Slight Sex Scene}~JESSICA~“What do you have in store for us, mother?” Clinton interrupted.“Clinton, you’re back.” She looked away nervously and tried to hug her son, but he raised his hand, stopping her."Yes, I’m back; it turned out there was no important meeting,” he said, sounding like a question.“Oh yes, I just wanted you to get some fresh air, but since you’re back early, that means you have solved your problem with your wife,” she faked a smile.“What?” Clinton confusingly turned to me.“Yes, I was just apologising to her; anyway, bye; I will see you later. Bye, Jessie,” she hurriedly rushed between us, leaving me in shock.“Are you okay, love?” Clinton, now holding my waist, asked.“Yes, I’ll wait for you in the car." I removed his hands from my waist and walked back to the car. As I reached the car, I spotted Mrs. Smith entering her car, who turned to look at me with warning eyes before she got in her car and drove off. I got inside processing everything that just happen
I gently squeezed her hands and asked, “What did she say?”“Nothing, she only apologized and told me she's going to seek help,” she said. Even though she tried to hide her pain, I could still tell she was hurting for her—Sophia was her mother after all."Okay, that's good. What did you tell her?”“Nothing, I ended the call in her ear.”“Kiki…”"No, Mom, Sophia is an evil person, she doesn't deserve anyone's forgiveness.”“True, what Sophia did was bad.”“Not bad, separating a mother and child is unforgivable, talk of the pain Layla went through, no, I can't forgive her.”“I understand, I'm not saying what she did was right, no, Sophia caused not only Layla but all of us pain. What I'm saying is that everyone deserves a second chance, especially if they are willing to accept and work on their mistake,” I explained, and she nodded. “You might not be ready by now, but I'm sure one day you will.”“But…”“She will always be the woman who gave birth to you, you will forgive her someday,” I
~JESSICA~I looked around and saw that the whole family was there even Jade who was holding his baby.“Jessica, come here,” Mrs. Smith said, taking me in her arms. I was confused. The last time we were together, she was not pleased with me, she blamed me for Clinton’s conditoin—when Accardo shot him, she even threatened to force him to divorce me if it weren't for the kids. “I hope all is well?” she asked as we pulled away. I only nodded, as I was sure my breath was still full of alcohol. I didn't want to give her a reason to judge me.“Clinton, my boy,” Mr. Smith said, taking Clinton in his arms. When I pulled away from Mrs. Smith's arms, I walked to Mr. Smith, who also took me into his arms. I didn't stay for long in Mr. Smith's arms. "Oh, my baby, look at you,” Mrs. Smith said, walking to Jade. The baby was crying, so she took him from his arms.I turned to Grace, who was chatting with Layla, her daughter-in-law. “Good evening, Grace,” I said, and they both stood to their feet, Gr
~JESSICA~He didn't say anything, he instead sped up and I said, “Clinton, I'm just joking.”“No, you're not, now I understand why you acted like you couldn't see me when those girls talked to me,” he said, and I looked out the window.Since Clinton drove at a fast speed, it only took a few minutes to reach the house. I got out first, and Clinton followed behind.“What did I even do that you played such a trick on me?”“Nothing, you didn't do anything
~JESSICA~“Clinton, how are you? H-how is Kiara?“She's fine, why did you call?” Clinton harshly asked.“I'm glad, and Jessica, how is she?”“She's fine too. Do you have anything to actually say because I'm busy?”“Yes, I want to apologize for everything. I know what I did is unforgivable, especially stealing Sophie from Layla and using her against you. I shouldn't have done that.”"Yes, you shouldn't have.”“I caused another woman pain, I didn't want to accept that what we had or what I thought we had was over, and Jessica,” her voice cracked. I grabbed the phone from Clinton.“Hi Sophia, it's okay, we…” I paused and looked at Clinton, who didn't look happy. “We forgive you and Kiara, she might not forgive you now, but she will, she just needs time.”“Thank you, Jessica, you are such a good person.”“You are good too, you saved Clinton,” I told her, and after bidding goodbye, she ended the call, and we walked toward the entrance.“Why are you such a good person after what Sophia did
~JESSICA~~LONDON~~A WEEK LATER~“Come on, Clinton, she told me he is a friend,” I argued and took a sip of my glass of water as I watched my husband chop vegetables.“I don't care, she can't be friends with boys.” “Kiara is smart, I don't think anyone can play her.” I placed the glass on the counter and leaned on the counter.“Play her, okay, that's it, she's coming back, they will be going to school from the house,” he said, sounding serious.“And you think that will stop her? She will still be going to school.”“At least I will monitor her every move.” He was worried about Kiara's new friend, they came over yesterday for dinner, and because he was a boy, he thought it was dangerous, as he didn't want anyone to play her heart. I trusted Kiara, she was smart, and I knew no one could play her.“I won't let you do that.”“Love, you don't understand boys, they like to experiment and do funny things, I don't want that to happen to my daughters.”“Says a man with three sons.” I rolled m
~JESSICA~I struggled to open my eyes because of the little dim light that was foreign to my eyes. My room's curtain was black because I hated sun rays, so this was definitely not my room.“Stand by the window; she hates light!” I heard Clinton's voice, and I shot my eyes open. “Thank God you're awake, I was getting worried.” He ran to my side and took my hands into his. I looked at him, confused, before my eyes roamed to take in my surroundings.It was a small room, everything was white, and by the ceiling, I easily figured we were on a yacht. I sat up and looked at him, confused.
~JESSICA~The priest started the ceremony, and my eyes somehow found their way to the door. I knew no one could save me as I locked up the only person who could, but I still hoped he found a way.I didn't want to marry Accardo, Clinton was my husband, he will always be the man I love, and marrying another man was wrong. I knew this was for the best, so I blinked away the tears and looked back at the priest, who asked us to hold hands.“You are mine, no one will come and save you now, even if they try. My guards surround the church. They won't hesitate to shoot anyone who was not invited.” He grabbe
~JESSICA~“I'm sorry,” I ran my hand through my hair, not knowing how to defend myself."Sorry, cannot fix this, I'm so disappointed in you.” I didn't respond because what was there to say? I betrayed him, but only because I thought he cheated on me. “We have five kids, five kids, and you just went ahead and slept with another man?”“I thought you cheated on me.”“That is not an excuse, I have never cheated on you, and I never slept with anyone since I met you, but you—you keep betraying my love.” He sounded both angry and disappointed. That
“When do you want the delivery, ma’am?”“Now, I want it now, if you please.”“Alright, just say out your address, and it will be delivered to you within a few minutes,” she said, and I gave her the house address before I ended the call, just like magic Clinton appeared.“Who were you talking to?” he suspiciously asked, and I shook my head.“No one, hehe, did you get it?” “Yes, do you need anything else?” He asked, and I looked down. He had, like, ten packets of pads in his hands.“Why did you bring all this?” I laughed.“I didn't know which one you preferred, and you have like ten different brands, I didn't want you to send me away again,” he said, walking toward me."Okay, it's fine, j–just take them to the guest bathroom, I will be there,” I nervously said. I wanted him to be far away so I could go and receive the delivery.“Are you sure?”“Yes, I'm very sure, please.” I made a pitiful look, and he looked at me suspiciously before he spoke.“Can I get a kiss for being such a wonder