Katrina Davidson returns after five years with two kids after being pregnant for a strange man she was set up with by her step sister and Fiance. unbeknownst to her, the same man was Dylan Mickelson, a renowned billionaire and the most eligible bachelor in the city who has vowed to never give love a chance after his ex fiance's death. Not only were they bound by a nightstand but by two adorable children, making Dylan willing to give love a chance again. But Katrina has been betrayed and heartbroken, making her feelings unsure.
View MoreDylan puts down the chop board and he proceeded to take an apron from he stand. Meanwhile Jeremy was at the living room sorting out his assignments, Joanna joined him in the kitchen.Although she barely knew how to cook, she could recall some of the foods her mother cooked for them back at Germany. Joanna narrated everything that she'd witnessed in Germany, how her mother struggled to get a job before registering for fashion school..The little girl seemed so proud of her mother, she had a lot of things to tell Dylan. Her stories made the cooking super slow but Dylan didn't mind, he loved keeping companies with her, she was a very genius kid and very talkative.Dylan tried to think and compare whom she took after. He knew that it was definitely not him, he was never a talkative in any period of his life. Not as a kid or growing up. Definitely it was Katrina, she would be the talkative one. Thinking about it, he smiled.Soon, dinner was done and served at the dining room. Dylan was a
While speeding down the highway in his car, Dylan got a text message from Katrina regarding the interior designers he employed to get a job done in her office. He suddenly diverted his drive to face the road leading to Katrina's company Dylan went in a full speed and in no time, he arrived there. As soon as he walked into the place, he witnessed the designers carrying out their jobs. The new furnitures he paid for were also set to be delivered into the offices and design room Dylan carefully observed in order to know what exactly he needed to buy to make the place completely for Katrina's use. He had it in mind to buy her some industrial seeming machine and others that were used for designs. Golden mannequins and also cloth racks.He quickly logged into his schedule app and set a reminder so he'd go there tomorrow with his assistant to get them. As he .ase his way towards her office, one of the interior designers noticed his presence and he quickly greeted, catching the attention i
The moment Dylan stepped outside the office, he heaved a heavy breath of relief, finding his way down the empty dimly lit hallway. He continued to think about the offer his grandfather had given to him, tightening his fists in rage, if only he could show that man a piece of him mind.Dylan was so infuriated, he couldn't wait to get back to the mansion to see Katrina send the kids. Whenever he was this angry and frustrated, seeing them cool him down.Dylan took a few more steps before he noticed that he was being followed. He continued, ignoring whoever it was since the person was unable to face him, he assumed that the man was an abject coward.Dylan continued until he felt someone place his hands on his shoulder,pressing it deeply. He quickly turned, grabbed the man's arms and twisted it.“Let go of me, Dylan!” He grunted angrily, pushing Dylan off him. Elias saw the angry face of his cousin who wished that he could give him a hard punch on the face. They hated each other, so he wasn
Katrina was too deep in sleep to register Dylan's voice. Without a second thought Dylan lifted her up in his hands, took her inside the bedroom and laid her down. “Good night, Katrina.” He whispered softly and turned away. He went to the balcony and grabbed a seat. With his eyes slightly tilted, he stared blankly into openness as he thought about his life lately. Katrina. The kids. His boring life had changed into a more meaningful one since he found Katrina and the kids. He smiled thinly as he felt grateful for it. A beep from his phone broke into his thoughts and he didn't hesitate to grab it from the table. Who could have been messaging at this time? His mouth fell into a big O as he saw the name of the person who had texted him. It was Simon Mickelson; his grandfather who raised him, the man he feared most in the entire universe.Even though what he was requesting Dylan to do from the text message seemed hard, Dylan didn't dare think otherwise. Simon Mickelson was requesting Dyla
“K.. Katrina " Dylan's voice was a whisper.as he spoke. “How do you feel now?” She was touching the zigzag scar on his face, feeling worried and sorry for him at the same time.Dylan stared blankly into her eyes and softly whispered, “What happened to me?” Katrina clasped a hand over her mouth, feeling a wave of shock rumbling h. “Remember that night…you came to save—” “What night? What are you talking about?”For a few seconds, all Katrina could do was say a mental prayer over her husband. God, don't let him lose his memory. She thought, feeling her cheeks get wet.“You are crying, Katrina.” Dylan took her hand into his. “What are you not telling me?”“No, I am not crying.” She wiped away the tears. “I am fine. Absolutely.” It was obvious that Dylan only lost the memory of the sad event of that night, but he could recall who Katrina was and who the kids were. And for that she was grateful.Katrina inched closer to him, cupping his face in her palms. “I am happy that you are here f
The gurney rattled against the floor as Dylan was being wheeled toward the private emergency unit by the nurses. Speckles of dry blooded crusted his nostrils and the corners of his mouth. With his eyes tightly shut, Dylan appeared nearly dead. About some minutes later, he was rushed from the emergency unit into the surgical room, where a group of surgeons were waiting on him.Katrina was pacing about the hospital waiting area restlessly, looking like a hot mess. Her eyes were bloodshot from incessant crying. The thought of Dylan dying was severely traumatizing and she couldn't imagine it. “Please, let him survive for me and the kids.” She muttered under breath as she pushed tears away from her eyes. With her eyes glued to the route that led to the surgical room, she could count how many times the doctors and nurses were trooping in and out of the surgical room where her beloved Dylan was lying unconscious, and being attended to.About two hours later Katrina felt achy in her leg for p
Meanwhile Dylan had been so worried since he arrived with.the kids at the mansion. It's been over two hours, the kids had already gone to bed, but Katrina was nowhere to be seen.He was expecting her to come back over an hour ago, he was so worried and angry at himself at the same timeHe never should've let her stay back, knowing fully well that she was never loved at the mansion, he should've stayed back with her and brought her back to the mansion. He regretted everything all of a sudden, and wished that he never neglected her.He couldn't stop thinking that something might've happened to Katrina. Maybe someone's hurt her or she was forced to stay back. He immediately called her numbers but none were available, which increased his worries.Dylan called his spy and asked if he'd seen Katrina leaving the mansion which the man said he hadn't. It made him leave the mansion in his SUV, speeding and scabbarding through the dry streets, hurting back to the Anderson mansion to pick herHis
Katrina decided to walk outside the villa to grab a road cab. It was already getting dark and she wanted to see the kids before they went to bed. They'd be starting school soon, she wanted to spend more time with them before they would.She knew how occupied they were going to be, and the school didn't close until evening at six. She had only a few days to spend with her children before they all get busySince she was also slowly getting her fashion home ready, she couldn't wait to finish up the design for her new collection, Katrina also planned to host a mini fashion show to boost her audience and advertise her business.She knew how popular Dylan was and if she was to ask him to help her make adverts through his company, it would be as if she was ripping him off because they were married. She also didn't want to get him involved in her business, she wanted to be incharge of everything until the end There were rumors about her using him for his popularity but deep down, she wasn't,
Mr Anderson took about ten minutes trying to narrate to everyone why they shouldn't fight, he never wanted them to fight, recalling that the family conflict didn't just start that day, it was all because of his own father who made sure to favor some of his children.Giving some inheritance while he didn't give others, caused an unending fued. It was up to him to get rid of it. However, he never expected that it'd get to their grandchildren as well.Mr Anderson made orders for everyone to keep quiet and eat their meals, while a extra chair was set up for Lucy to sit on. She was sitting directly near Katrina, her nemesis. She was so furious, she hated everything about sitting closer to Katrina, she wished she had poison, she'd laced Katrina's meals with it. What hurts her the most was that her dearest husband didn't stop staring at Katrina, he kept glaring at her lustfully. Lucy tightened his fists on her fork and then she banged it hard on the dining table,causing a stare..Everyone
The golden chandeliers were lined up meticulously on the ceilings, and their lights glistened over the banquet hall of the Davidsons as it was a few days to Christmas, hosting an evening party was a trading that they've practiced for years from several generations.There were guests everywhere, people moving back and forth, dressed in their best, women wore elegant designer dresses while the men were clothed in fine suites.Katrina could be seen at a corner leaning in front of two finely dressed kids, a boy and a girl with similar hair colors but different dress style. The boy, Jeremy, was the naughtiest, she couldn't trust him watching over his sister for that evening at the party“Joanna, you're in charge of watching over your brother tonight” Katrina said to the little girl who'd smeared chocolates over her mouth and face, although she was immersed in the pleasure, she still respected her mother enough to focus on her instructions.“Yes, mother” Joanna responded, the four years old...
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