Three days went by but Madine was still in the police custody. No one came to see or address her which made it worse. Madine wanted to see Nadine and ask her why she chose to treat her this way. Nadine must know that wasn't her drawing, yet she accused her wrongly. But Madine was more worried about her kids. She had not been able to reach them. Nurse Nora never came to visit her which was weird. She had promised to come later. Why didn't she come? Madine was worried. Just then, a young man walked in and then opened the cell. Madine was surprised. “You are free to go,” he said. “Why?” She asked but he said nothing. Ignoring him as well, Madine took her things from the tray and ran out. She was going to get a cab back to the hospital when a black Jeep stopped in front of her. In it was Tristan Hudson. Her heart thundered in my chest when his face was revealed. She froze on the spot, just staring into his green eyes. However, he had a dark expression, his eyes were cold. The next m
Eight months passed since Madine was admitted into the mental ward. They said she wasn't feeling well and needed to be there. However, that was not the real story. Tristan and Nadine tried to make the children happy, but they kept asking for their mother. Hence, Nadine decided to make Madine look sick to her kids. She showed the three of them a video of their mother scattering every place in the hospital, behaving abnormally. Then she said, “Your mother is mentally ill, and I am her twin sister, I want to take care of you until your mother gets better. Your mommy will only be proud of you when she gets better if you live a good life.” Tristan had thought of bringing Madine back until he saw that they started to yearn to stay. He asked Nadine what she had done but she lied saying they got used to her. Eight months later, Madine's situation got worse. She scribbled the names of her babies on the wall as well as those of Tristan and Nadine. “I am sorry, give me back my kids. I am s
However, at the same time, Liam heard noises going on in the background. He could hear someone crying and muttering names. He placed his palm over the girl moaning in front of him to listen to the sound. “Continue, it's just that bitch.” Alana rolled her eyes, wanting more and more of him. Liam grabbed her neck and pumped into her until her legs were shaking. The next second, he finished in her and she did the same. “What bitch?” He asked, putting up his trousers. The voice was familiar, but he didn't want to think that it was her. “Some woman that was dumped in here, she has no family. No one likes her.” Alana rolled her eyes again. “Get out.” Liam dismissed. “Why? I want more of you.” She made to spread her legs but Liam grabbed her clothes off the bed and threw it between her legs. “Get out,” he said. “Fine.” She rolled her eyes and grabbed her things and with this, she walked out. Liam looked in the direction the noises were coming from. He recognized her voice. Sincerely
Tristan and his lawyer, as well as Madine’s lawyer were present in his office. He had called them for the sake of Madine. He hadn't been feeling well, concerning Madine’s situation hence he discussed it with his lawyer. “Madine would be given five percent of all of Tristan’s wealth, that will make them a millionaire.” Tristan’s lawyer, Edward uttered with a proud expression. However, Maxwell disagreed because Madine mentioned that she didn't want to receive any compensation. She wanted her children, that was all she needed to get better. “No, we would like to transfer the matter to the court,” he said. Edward looked at Maxwell shocked that such an offer would be rejected. Ten percent of Tristan’s wealth was more than enough to make Madine rich. “Are you insane? Who in their right mind would reject such an offer? Your client cannot even take care of those children properly.” Edward whined. “We want to go to the court, she wants her babies back. We believe she would be fine with h
It had been two weeks since Madine rejected the offer from Tristan. All she wanted was her kids, not the money that he was going to give her or the ten percent of his wealth. Liam got an apartment for Madine where she could stay while he was away. A maid was also assigned to her who would take care of every one of her needs. Two days before the case was taken to court, Nadine went to visit Madine on pretense. She had told Tristan, “I am going to tell my sister that her kids would be returned to her.” She slid her hand across his chest and he smiled, nodding his head. “You are a good sister, Nadine.” He smiled, moving her hair behind her shoulders. Nadine smiled sheepishly, blushing at his words. After this, she took the car and went to Madine’s home. The moment Madine saw her, anger laced her face. Of course, she would be angry - Nadine had taken her children. Nadine knew that Madine was an anger basin, she stored it in there until one day, she exploded. And that was Nadine’s pla
Nadine threw the phone to the side, anger in her eyes. She was so angry, her blood was boiling. Grey had brought her a video of Tristan hugging Alana. While she fell and was taken to the hospital, Tristan went back and wrapped his hands around her. “Why didn't he come with me?” She growled. “Probably sensing you are fake.” Grey teased and she glared at him. “He will regret this, leaving me and staying with that bitch.” She hissed bracing herself. Grey took his cigarette out and then a lighter which made Nadine’s eyes pop. “You are not about to smoke, are you?” She raised her brows with an irritated smirk. “Yes.” He gave her a look confirming his intention. “You can't smoke in a hospital room, dude!” She squeaked. “I have to feel something, are you down for sex cause that's the only thing that would stop me from smoking right now.” He looked at her seriously, and she chuckled. “Really?” She raised her eyes, before shaking her head incredulously. Grey nodded. “Go out and smok
Madine ran into her mother’s ward excitedly. Every worry that she felt earlier was gone. When she stepped into the room, she saw her mom trying to remove the drip connected to her body.“Mommy?” Madine called. “Don’t remove it!” She frowned while walking closer to her. Hannah’s eyes glinted when she saw Madine strut in. The anxiety she felt completely disappeared from her body. Instantly, she held Madine’s hand who was trying to put the drip back in place. “Nadine is taking your place. Nadine is not Tristan’s childhood lover but you. The accident caused you to lose your memories and it so happened that Tristan came to claim you at the same time.” She blurted the words, giving herself no breathing space. Madine thought about it over and over again, but none of it clicked. “What do you mean?” She asked. “Nadine is my daughter but I will not sit still and watch her become an antagonist. You are Tristan’s lover, she is manipulating everything and taking your place.” Hannah repeated.
“You should leave, Nadine will be back soon. I don't want her to find you here.” Tristan uttered softly. Although his mind was in turmoil. “I can't leave.” She sobbed gently. “I want my children back.” She begged, trying to grab his shirt. “I said... Leave!” Tristan bellowed, pointing at the door, his hands shaking from the sudden shift in emotion. And this made Madine tremble, his voice penetrated her ears intrusively. His eyes were red with anger and his veins popped on his huge biceps. He was wearing an armless shirt, it made it obvious. He was angry. She saw that he was angry and it scared her. She fell to the floor, sitting tired. She ran her hand in the air, looking into space while tears clouded her eyes. “All I want are my kids.” She whispered tears rolling down both sides of her cheeks. Tristan was conflicted inwardly. He wanted to help, badly. He wanted to do something to help her. Her tears, doom and gloom, expression were killing him. He turned around, trying hard