Next day… As the brilliant rays of the sun filtered through the curtains, coaxing Brixlee from her peaceful slumber, she groggily adjusted herself in bed, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her. Morning sickness had become a familiar companion during her pregnancy, and she braced herself as she slowly rose to her feet. She made her way to the bathroom, expelling a mouthful of saliva, before returning to their cozy bedroom.She was sure Nathan had already left for work because she could remember him kissing her forehead while she was sleeping and telling her he was off to work. In her half-asleep state, all she could muster in response was a jumble of unintelligible words, lost in the realm of dreams.After freshening up, she wore one of her long and free gowns which had been a great help in hiding her baby bump. She walked out of the house after grabbing her bag and she entered her car. She picked her phone and went over the address again.Patty had told her that Haven, their boss
After spending nearly the entire day with Ronnie Anne, Brixlee returned home around 8:30 pm, her heart filled with excitement. She had found Ronnie Anne to be a delightful company, and they had delved into fascinating discussions about various art topics. To her delight, Ronnie Anne had graciously accepted Brixlee's invitation to be a guest on their show. As Brixlee's car came to a halt in the garage, she was taken aback to see Nathan already back home. He had mentioned earlier that he would be late due to reviewing the files of the new secretary applicants. She quietly entered the house and discovered Nathan in the kitchen, engrossed in making a delectable egg pudding. With a playful spirit, she snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, embracing him tenderly. He turned around with a loving smile and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I didn't expect you to be back so soon," Brixlee said, feeling apologetic. Nathan's eyes softened as he gently caressed he
Finally, he mustered the courage to speak, "Okay, I'll do it, but only because I need this." Mr. Allen Grey nodded, a satisfied smile creeping across his face. "Good. You won't regret this decision. Just keep me informed about everything that happens in that house, especially regarding Brixlee. I want to know her every move," he said with a calculating glint in his eyes. Fredia felt a pang of guilt in his chest, but he knew he had committed to the task now. He would have to tread carefully and find a way to protect Nathan and Brixlee from the prying eyes of Nathan's father while fulfilling his promise. … Nathan walked out of the boardroom after the meeting with the board members alongside his new secretary, Paige Grande. He had found her calm and always professional and Paige gave out the cool and smart lady vibe. As he walked to his office, Paige walked behind him. But Nathan suddenly stopped in his tracks and Paige ended up bumping into him, causing a lipstick smudge on Na
With the shirt still in Brixlee’s hands, she walked out of the bedroom and down the hall to the living room. Nathan was sitting on the couch, engrossed in reading a book. He looked up and smiled warmly as he saw her approach. "Brix, everything okay?" he asked, sensing her unease. Her heart pounded in her chest as she hesitated, unsure of how to bring up the topic. Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke up, her voice tinged with concern. "Nothing, I just wanted to know if you needed anything” she lied, hiding the shirt behind her flowing gown. Nathan's brows furrowed as he looked at her in surprise,"I’m fine, Brix," he replied, going back to the book he was reading. Brixlee's heart sank, her mind racing with possibilities. She wanted to trust Nathan, but the sight of the lipstick stain stirred doubts in her. She couldn’t bring herself to question him also even though it bothered her. She didn’t want anything to come between them or cause any misunderstanding. She made her way
Nathan sat in his office, going through some files. He was engrossed in reviewing a stack of documents when the door swung open, and Paige walked in. Her eyes were fixed intently on her phone, a small smile playing on her lips. Curiosity piqued, Nathan looked up from his work and raised an eyebrow. "Paige, what's got you so captivated?" Paige's gaze shifted from her phone to Nathan, and her smile widened. "Oh, hi Mr. Grey. Sorry to interrupt, but I'm just watching your wife’s show. I'm a big fan of hers." Nathan's interest was piqued, and he leaned back in his chair. "Brixlee's show, huh? What's today's episode about?" Paige's eyes gleaned as she replied, "It's really interesting. She's helping her friend Emily find clarity about her husband." Nathan's curiosity deepened, and he couldn't help but ask, "Clarity about her husband? How so?" Paige's grin grew wider, this was it. Her role was to make sure Nathan watched the podcast or at least learn about it in order to set their
Two Weeks Later… The early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft, golden glow across the room. It was a tranquil Sunday morning, and a sense of excitement filled the air as Brixlee carefully held a vibrant balloon and a small, wrapped present in her hands. She stood beside Nathan's bed, a warm smile playing on her lips as she watched him sleep peacefully.As the gentle rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was starting to stir, Brixlee's heart fluttered with anticipation. She took a quiet step closer to the bed, her eyes fixed on Nathan's serene expression. Today was a day of celebration, a day to shower him with love and joy.Nathan's eyelids fluttered open, and his gaze met Brixlee's, surprise evident in his eyes as he registered her presence. Brixlee's smile widened, and she held the balloon higher, the colorful ribbon dancing in the air. "Happy birthday, Nathan!" she greeted, her voice infused with genuine warmth.Nathan blinked, momentarily
“Brixlee said we should stop by th…the…errr… fortune village to get our fortunes read so we should probably start going” Fredia stammered.Nathan furrowed his eyebrows, “Why should we get our fortunes read?” he asked, confused.“I mean your fortune. She said…by knowing the father’s fortune, you can predict the baby’s future” Fredia explained, hoping Nathan had bought his lie.Surprisingly, he did, “That tracks, that sounds like something Brixlee would say” he said with a smile. “We should get going, i don’t want to miss the movie”As Nathan and Fredia made to leave, Ronnie Anne stopped them.“You’re leaving without finishing the potrait?” She asked, her face suddenly stern.“Yeah, maybe some other time” Nathan replied.Ronnie Anne suddenly scoffed, “Do you always leave everything just like that because you got tired of it?!” she asked as Nathan and Fredia exchanged glances at her suddenly outburst.“Excuse me?” Nathan asked, still surprised.Ronnie Anne quickly cautioned herself, “I’m
Patty's mind raced, and in a split second, she concocted a lie. "Oh, Talia, I was just trying on Brixlee's robe," she said with an attempt at nonchalance, her cheeks flushed.Talia's gaze flickered between Patty and the robe, her expression a mix of disbelief and incredulity. "Trying on Brixlee's robe?" she repeated, a hint of skepticism in her tone. "Why?"Patty shrugged, feigning casualness. "I saw it earlier and thought it might look good on me. You know, I was thinking of getting a similar one."Talia's skepticism lingered, but she seemed to accept the explanation. "Well, okay then. Just... remember to ask next time, alright?"Patty nodded, her heart still racing from the near miss. "Of course, sorry about that," she replied, attempting to appear contrite.With a lingering glance at Patty, Talia turned and left the room, the door closing behind her. Patty let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, her pulse gradually returning to normal.After a moment to collect hersel