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Rosalie “I must have misunderstood him. It's unlikely he said what I thought he said, right? Reconsider relocating?" I wondered, as I stared at him in disbelief. "Rosalie?" He snapped his fingers in front of my face.I blinked to refocus my gaze on him, picked up my wine glass and took a sip of it, though I resisted the urge to throw it in his gorgeous face. Setting the glass down rather gently, I tried to gather my thoughts but he interrupted me by speaking again."I hope you seriously think about it." He said. "I'm heading back to Aldovia next week, and I want all of you to join me.""Hold on." I lifted a finger. "Let's say I'm not a fool, like you take me for and I understand what you're trying to say; you want me to uproot myself from here, along with my children and return to the country I ran away from?""I don't take you for a fool, Rosalie. Don't misinterpret my words." He refuted. "It won't be possible for me to travel to and from Aldovia to see my children. I want to be wi
Rosalie "Why did you say no to daddy, Mama?" Mason asked. "Don't you love him?" "Don't ask me questions, Mason. I have made my decision and nothing can change it." I declared. "Not all parents get married to each other." "We want you and daddy to be together." Alessandra expressed with a pout. "We want to be with him everyday." "He wants the same thing as well, but what you're asking me to do is impossible." I told them. "I tried it once, it was a total failure and I promised myself that I'll never do it again." "You just didn't get it right the first time." Maya remarked. "It doesn't mean the second time will be no better." Kevin had accurately pointed out that the likelihood of my second marriage mirroring the first was minimal. Adrien, now wiser due to Yvette's betrayal, was essentially using me as a rebound. I vowed never to put myself through such a situation again—once bitten, twice shy. "I adore you more than you can fathom, my darlings, but I can't fulfill this for you
Adrien While I acknowledge that I don't have the right to hold any anger or resentment towards Rosalie, I struggle to suppress these emotions. Despite putting forth every effort to change Rosalie's perception of me, she remains resolute in holding onto the cruel image of me from seven years ago in her mind. I'm reaching a point of desperation, unsure of the next step. Leaving my children behind next week is not an option; I won't turn my back on them. "Tit for tat." A voice echoed in my head. "It's your turn to prove yourself to her." "I know that." I snapped. "You don't have to tell me." I had no intention of blaming Norman for suggesting I propose to Rosalie because I understood it was the only way to keep them close. Right now, what I desperately needed was a miracle – one that could persuade Rosalie to change her mind and agree to marry me. "But miracles aren't in your beliefs," the voice taunted. "Can you please leave my thoughts?!" I demanded. Having a conversation with
Rosalie Despite my anticipation that my decision to move back to Aldovia would be greeted with enthusiastic cheers from my children, I received no such response from them. Instead, they looked at me as if I had spoken in an incomprehensible language, causing my heart to sink to my stomach. "Kids, what do you think?" I asked them. "We'll be closer to daddy if we move back to Aldovia." "But we won't live with him in his house." Maya frowned. "That is what we want." "Isn't it enough that I agreed to relocate?" I tried to conceal my growing frustration. I glanced at Adrien who was just quietly watching us. "Won't you say anything?" I demanded. "Like what?" He lifted a shoulder in an innocent shrug. "I don't know, back me up on this?" I asked. "This is what you wanted, right?" "Yeah, but you already said no and I put it out of my mind." He replied. "Look, Rosalie, I'm not going to force you into doing this if you don't want to. Don't even do it because that's what our children want.
AdrienRosalie had an elusive quality that escaped my understanding. Yesterday, she rejected my explanations, accusing me of turning our children against her. However, today, witnessing her joyfully playing in the park with the kids brought me immense happiness. This morning, I discovered aspects of her I hadn't bothered to learn in the past seven years. I shared details about myself, and she was surprised to find out we had attended the same university without ever crossing paths."Mr Vasanten, can I join you?" Alissa Dawson asked."Of course." I nodded.She sat beside me on the bench, crossed her legs, and with a smile on her face, she watched her kids play. Despite the ongoing divorce process from her husband, she, like Rosalie, was a mother to triplets and also a police officer, as per my knowledge about her."I remember the first day I met Rosalie." She began. "It was at the Lamaze class organized by the hospital where we go for our monthly checkups. I'd actually noticed her bef
Rosalie I began regretting my wish for just one kiss from Adrien as I found myself unable to resist continuously kissing him. I got so caught up that I lost track of when he gently laid me down on the sofa, positioning himself above me to intensify the sensory onslaught. My brain and my body were waging war against each other; my brain was issuing a warning to me to put a stop to this but my body craved more.My fingers hurriedly undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing his impressive torso. I always admired his dedication to fitness during our initial marriage, as he never skipped a day at the gym. As he latched onto one of my nipples through my shirt, gently biting down, I couldn't help but gasp and cry out.My body ignited, heat flooding my core with a desperate need as he continued driving me wild with just his mouth. Succumbing to his unspoken request, I allowed him to remove my shirt and bra; saying no seemed impossible. I'd never been able to resist this man, even years ago w
Adrien Waking up to Rosalie's body pressed against mine felt like a dream come true. One of her legs was thrown over mine, one arm wrapped around my waist and her head rested on my chest. We'd made love twice in the living room before coming upstairs to her bedroom and I'd shown her twice more how happy she'd made me by agreeing to marry me. Exhausted from the intense workout, we passed out by two am, sleeping with our bodies initially turned away from each other but the cold air from the open window must have prompted us to seek warmth in each other's embrace which explained our current position. Planting a kiss on her temple, I eased myself gently out of her embrace and slipped out of her bed to go to the bathroom but her hand suddenly shot out and grasped my wrist, prompting me to look back at her. "Can you please stay with me tonight?" She questioned. "Please." She was still in the realm of sleep so I guessed that she must be having a dream. While the question seemed familia
Rosalie Adrien Vasanten had orchestrated a romantic candlelit dinner for me at one of the country's most expensive restaurants, tugging at my heartstrings. The fact that the entire venue was rented for the night, made me feel like a queen. To top it off, he surprised me with a stunning dress from Opulence, a red off-shoulder knee-length floral embroidered gown I had admired since the first time it was shipped to the store, complemented by black stilettos and exquisite diamond rose gold teardrop earrings and matching necklace that he also surprised me with."How did you manage to pull this off in just a few hours?" I inquired."Money makes the world go round, sweetheart," he winked, asking, "Do you like it?""Like it? I love it," I smiled. "It feels like I'm living in a fairy tale or something.""I have to admit, I was nervous about this," He confessed. "I didn't want this dinner date to be a repeat of the last one.""I overreacted last time, didn't I?" I winced."No, if you'd reacted