Alana stood away from Maria while her husband, who just recovered from a shock, asked her questions. Of course, Joslyn was alert and crying like a child. It was clear the tables had turned and Maria was busy getting a taste of her medicine. “These are DNA tests I took… Do you think I am a liar…no, she's not your daughter,” Alana said, showing Mr. Cooper the DNA tests she took? Joslyn and Maria were the first to grab them from Alana. “This isn't true…mom she's lying right,” Joslyn cried out, Alana so the desperation in Joslyn's eyes. She always considered herself the spoiled princess of the Cooper family. Finding out she wasn't, was a hard blow.“She faked this… I'm…”“Faked? Just like your daughter faked her pregnancy…she framed my husband and did something so despicable!” Alana cut Maria off, she went through so much in the past weeks. She thought she couldn't have kids. That doctor was bribed by Joslyn. But one little mistake Joslyn made was saying she was pregnant. As much as Ala
(Alana)It was early in the morning, I was the first one to wake up. A night of nothing but passion made her feel energetic. Getting out of Ricardo's embrace was hard, but I had to work. After a dramatic night, I knew I had to take care of myself and my baby. The thought of having a child in my womb had me smiling as I reached my hand down and caressed my belly. The feeling was something I couldn't contain. I had Ricardo's child growing in my womb.“Doctor's appointment?” a raspy voice interrupted my happy thoughts. Glancing over my shoulder, I found a naked Ricardo wrapped in sheets staring at her.“Nope, are you not going to get ready?” I said, putting the hairbrush back on the table. I was busy. Ricardo frowned and prompted on his elbows. I had to ignore those long hairy legs and toned upper body. His hair was messy, but he was still as handsome as ever.“I don't want you to be moving around,” the man said when I walked to pick up some sheets which had fallen on the floor.“Ricky,
Ricardo was pacing angrily in the doctor's office. The anger he was feeling was enough to kill the doctor before him, but he had to calm himself and think of a solution. “I trusted you with her safety…you damned bastard failed me!” Ricardo growled with a slam of his fist on the table. His eyes flashed red as he glared at the man sitting behind the desk. Of course, the blonde-haired man only shifted from side to side and nodded. “Ricardo, we both know there's confidentiality between a doctor and a patient… I can go against my principles," the man said lazily, making Ricardo even more irritated. “Do you think you were doing me a favor, huh? Are you that stupid and brainless!” Ricardo yelled even more that the man knew he was in deep boiling soup. Either way, he made a promise. As a doctor, he knew when to keep a promise and when to break one. “Axel, what's wrong with you, she's my wife…” Ricardo muttered more calmly as he ran his hands through his hair. Axel Fernandez was his trust
“Alana, you should take a break…you've been working since the afternoon," Brigitte said immediately as she entered the large room where the designs were done. All the employees had gone home, but their boss was still working. “Need to finish up…we don't want any mishaps,” Alana said and stretched a little. To know she had been working without actually checking the time. “Well, you are pregnant. You need to take care of yourself,” Brigitte frowned and walked around the long table. “We now have a week, I want everything to be perfect," she already made plans for the launch coming up in a week. The jewelry was done, but her collection was yet to be done. “I see, you are talented,” Brigitte commented while she checked all the designs placed on the table. Alana was indeed passionate about her work. Brigitte had to say, no one could compare to Alana. “Did Cam do something or what?” Alana asked as the two women sat down and someone brought them some hot coffee. “I don't wanna talk ab
(Alana)It was not every time Ricardo suggested going out. I sat comfortably in my seat and watched as he talked to the waiter. We went to a fancy restaurant. Not sure why he didn't let me change into something more fitting for the occasion. But the man said it didn't matter. "Bring something more healthy…no alcohol and yes…dessert," Ricardo finished and slammed the menu on the table. The waiter nodded with a smile knowing she had been troubled."Right away sir," the lady said with a low bow and left right away. "Whatever they prepared…why don't we get that," I said, recalling what he said on our way to the restaurant. Ricardo shrugged and picked up a glass of water."Not healthy, we need to follow a strict diet…" he said while taking a sip of water and I frowned even more."You look lovely," Ricardo said and poured me some water. I didn't know why his words made me blush. But he chuckled and leaned back in the chair."You look nervous," I said, adjusting myself. Ricardo shrugged an
Alana's eyes were red from rubbing them multiple times. She stared at her computer screen and then at her phone. No call from Ricardo. The man only asked Dennis to deliver lunch and other lovey-dovey gifts, and nothing. “Ah! This can't be happening,” it was frustrating to concentrate on work when her so-called husband was busy spending time away from her. “So…is it okay?” Someone's voice brought her back to reality. Startled, Alana glanced up and found her new assistant standing before her with a confused expression. “The materials just came in, the team is asking if you can check and select the ones you like,” the girl with big glasses covering half her face said and Alana knew what had happened. “Oh, Becky I think I need to look at this later,” Alana said with a sigh and pushed the chair backwards. The girl gave a half smile and placed a few files on the table. “Have you forgotten…you said we should do this as soon as possible,” the girl blinked profoundly at her, Alana let out
"Where is it?" Alana muttered in frustration as she kept going through Ricardo's cabinets in his study room. She already searched their bedroom for anything fishy but the man knew how to hide his tracks."That damned man is seeing another woman," she let out a low growl and straightened up. She dramatically wiped the sweat from her forehead and scanned the room. It was irritating to look for something so desperately yet not find it. Either way, her wife's instincts wouldn't lie. She could feel it in the pit of her stomach. Ricardo was acting strange. Or was it because she was pregnant? Did she look so fat or ugly?"Ah!" Alana slammed her fist on the table and bit her lower lip. Maybe it was it. She scanned herself carefully and nothing was wrong. "Am I fat? Or is my face so wrinkly," she touched her face dramatically but nothing seemed out of place. She heard some men tended to stay away from their wives when they got pregnant. Did this mean Ricardo was also disgusted by her? Think
(Alana)I scanned the black card handed to me and then glanced up at Ricardo. He didn't say a word, but simply shoved the card in my hand and turned to do whatever he had been doing.“What's this for?” I asked again, having no idea why he was giving me his black card. He shrugged and started arranging his suit. I stared at him for a while.“Ricardo, what are you planning, huh,” I asked and walked around the bed to get my purse when Ricardo caught me from behind. I was a little startled, but soon smiled when the man planted a soft kiss on my neck.“You smell delightful,” he murmured while kissing me for a while. His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine.“Ricardo, that's enough… I'm certain… Bri is waiting,” I said in between breaths while I tried to control myself. Just a touch from the man sent me over the edge. But I had a whole day planned out for Santiago and me.“I'm sure others can wait.” He whispered and slowly turned me around, so we were facing each other. His arm snaked aro