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6: Mr. Grumpy
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THE HUSBAND TRAP 7: How’s That For Salty?
Katherine arrived at Windsor Corp and parked in the car lot. She took a deep breath before grabbing the orders she redid and exited the vehicle. She hoped that this would change the disgruntled customer’s mind about leaving her a bad review. Her business was new and this could ruin its chances of becoming successful. She uttered a small word of prayer before she entered the building. Upon entering, her eyes lit up at how magnificent the space was. It was one of those modern-looking skyscrapers with at least a hundred floors. The luxurious interior made her feel way out of place with its expensive cashmere smell, but Katherine appreciated the hint of mint sweets circulating in the air. She inhaled appreciatively as she walked further inside the building and was even more astounded at how distinctive and sophisticated the decor and high-end furniture were. She came to an halt when she noticed the employees staring at her. It made her feel awkward. They were all well-dressed and everyt
THE HUSBAND TRAP 8: Happy
Katherine was furious when she got back to her café. How could someone be so arrogant and disrespectful? She felt bad when he disrespected her business, but when he spoke about her husband, not knowing her or anything about her life, that was the last straw. She didn't care about his review, she just wanted to get a little revenge for what he said and especially for splashing her with his car. With that attitude, he might as well have been the one who was driving. A slight smile played on her lips as she remembered the joy she felt when she doused him with the cappuccino. He was so enraged and flustered and that was very satisfying for her. She made a mental note that she would call Taryn and tell her about her encounter with the customer from hell. She announced her presence to Lexie, who informed her that her children were in the lounge waiting for her. She went to see what they were up to and found them both sitting on the couch with matching textbooks and pencils in hand.“Hello,
THE HUSBAND TRAP 9: Anybody Home?
The twins were growing tired. The sun was out and getting warmer as the minutes passed by. “I'm thirsty,” Nate complained as he stopped to catch his breath, resting his hands on his hips as he exhaled. “Just a few more houses and I promise we'll find him,” Nola sighed. She was also sweating and breathing heavily, but her plan was in motion, and she felt that she was close to finding a husband for her mother. Miss Polly was parched, she promised herself that this would be the last time she did anything like this. Her bones just were too old for such strenuous activities anymore, plus the children were being odd when they knocked on doors where a gentleman would answer. She removed the bag pack on her back that she had most of the baked goods in, plus she had some water and juice packed in there for the kids. She plucked a bottled water from the bag. “Here you go, Nathan,” she handed the boy the bottle.“Thanks, Miss Polly.” Nathan finished the bottle in two go, he had to pause to ca
THE HUSBAND TRAP 10: Life Lesson
Nola just stood there, staring at the massive building. For some reason, she thought the top reached the clouds. She was standing at the front door long enough for her brother to catch up to her. “You know we're grounded, don't you,” he said, tired. His sister turned to him and saw him bending forward with his hand on his knees and gasping for air. “Well, it will be worth it because mom's new husband is in this house right now.” She spoke while keeping her eyes on the massive doors. This house was even bigger than Grandma Deborah’s. “And how'd you know that?” Nate questioned. He thought his sister was weird sometimes. “I don’t know, Nate. A woman just knows these things sometimes,” Nola let out. “Whatever, let's just get this over with and done,” Nathan rolled his eyes. “There's a problem,”“What is it now?” Nola pointed to the doorbell that was much too high for them to reach. “Amateur,” Nate rolled his eyes as he folded his fist and used his knuckles to knock on the door. A mi
THE HUSBAND TRAP AUTHOR’S NOTE
Hello guys, how are you doing on this fine day? I want to know what you guys think of this story so far, I’m anxious since I entered it into one of the amazing competitions here on GoodNovèl. Let me know your thoughts on the characters and also the storyline. Do you like it? Do you find it boring? Is it the right pacing? Also you guys can let me know what you’d like to see happen with the twins and Aiden and also between Aiden and Katherine. I’m here to listen your requests and make this book a pleasant and happy reading experience for you. Also, a few gems would be great if you are enjoying this book and also some nice reviews so my book can be found easily on the app. Thank you for your unwavering support. Have a blessed day. ~ CASSIE
THE HUSBAND TRAP 11: We Come In Peace
Mrs. Lewis went back inside to speak to the children. She saw Miss Polly sitting beside them.“Ah, you must be Miss Polly, the children's chaperone,” Mrs. Lewis shook the lady's hand. “I'm Mrs. Lewis.”“Lovely meeting you, Mrs. Lewis,” she smiled as her eyes roamed around the room. “I hope the twins weren't any trouble.” “Nonsense, they are little angels,” Mrs. Lewis grinned. “Then you really don't know the twins, Mrs. Lewis,” Miss Polly giggled. “It is getting late, and I need to go home and get lunch started soon. Kids, are you ready?”“But the Master haven't bought any of our treats as yet,” Nola complained. Mrs. Lewis gave her the five-dollar note. “I'm sorry, sweetheart, I'm afraid the master doesn't carry much cash on him either so this is all he could find.” Mrs. Lewis made an excuse for Aiden. She was ashamed to tell them what he really said. “OK,” Nola sighed. She accepted the money. “You know what, Mrs. Lewis? It's all good. I understand,” she beamed. She opened her bag
THE HUSBAND TRAP 12: Riddle
Aiden saw the two children, who were no older than eight years old, emerging from behind the bushes. “Don't tell me you are lost,” Aiden joked. He figured these must be the cupcake selling duo. But Nathan wasn't sure about him yet. “Do we look lost?” Nathan remarked. “Well technically you are lost because this is my property, and you are obviously trespassing,” Aiden answered. “Well we are not lost. We are friends with Mrs. Lewis,” Nate confessed. “Really! Is that so?” Aiden laughed. He observed the two children. The boy looked as if he didn't want to be there and the girl looked quite shy. She was hiding behind her brother, looking like a pretty plump-cheek doll. “I'm Aiden,” he stretched his hand out to Nate. The boy looked at Aiden's palm and smiled. Finally, a man who was treating him like a man as well. “I'm Nathan and this is my twin sister, Nola,” he shook Aiden's hand. Nathan was surprised when he didn't hear his sister's voice, so he turned to look at her, and she was
THE HUSBAND TRAP 13: Not Meant To Be
The next morning, Katherine still couldn't believe that the children made almost fifteen hundred dollars. She checked it over and over in her head. She made them 240 strawberry-filled cupcakes and 240 lemon squares. That's a total of 480 cupcakes, so if they had sold them at $20 per dozen, they should have made $800, not $1480. “Tell me again how you two made so much money?” Katherine asked while she sipped on her camomile tea. “Mom, we already told you, we're business people, and we know how to make deals,” Nathan beamed. “Don't worry, Katherine. The children sold them fair and square. We met a nice man who bought the remaining cupcakes for twice their value,” Miss Polly added as she placed a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of Katherine. “Yeah Mom, don't worry, we didn't steal it if that's what you're thinking.” Nola grinned. “Oh honey, I would never think that of you,” Katherine sighed. She was still on edge about the impending bad review from her disgruntled cus
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