OliviaMy eyes opened to Logan playing with a strand of my hair as he smoothed it in a calming way. “Good morning,” I mumbled with a yawn escaping me.“Good morning, baby,” Logan leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lips that lasted barely two seconds. My head rested on his bare chest. I felt my cheeks heat up. Getting a kiss in the early morning surely sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach, especially after the way Logan and I had spent the night. It wasn't like we had sex. Logan had said he didn't want to hurt the baby. Even though I assured him that having a single round of sex wouldn't harm the baby in any way, he didn't listen and instead held me close in his warmth, and that was how we slept.“How long have you been up?” I asked as I looked at him. His hand was still playing with my hair, and I found it to be a soothing remedy for my exhausted self.“Not long ago. I couldn’t resist admiring a beauty,” he said, making me raise an eyebrow.“What beauty?”“Your beauty, of co
OliviaWe decided to make scrambled eggs with spinach and cheese. I was in awe at the way Amelia expertly whipped up scrambled eggs with a twist. She sautéed fresh spinach in a pan until wilted and mixed it into the scrambled eggs, adding a generous sprinkle of shredded cheddar cheese. Maybe if she had opted for a chef, she’d have won an award, just like Logan. A smile erupted from me as I recalled the night we cooked the shrimps and crabs together. I think that was the first day Logan and I started getting along.“Why don’t you just opt for a cooking competition? I’m sure you’d win on your first try,” I said, watching how she expertly lifted up the pan.“Should I?” she replied, her lips curving up. I nodded my head. “You will definitely win,” I confessed. Sarah pushed her body in between, separating me from Amelia.“Let me have a taste,” she said, using the spoon to fetch a portion from the big casserole where Amelia had plated everything.“This is nice,” she moaned, closing her eyes
Olivia “So, what do you guys suggest we start with?” I asked. We had gathered for our first meeting in Amelia’s room. It was my first time entering another part of the house apart from Logan’s room, the library, and my own room. Amelia’s room carried the aura of a doctor. The medium-sized shelf consisting of all sorts of medical books was enough to give away that information. And there was also another rack carrying a medical box. I had scanned the surroundings in less than five minutes.“I think we should begin by sharing our insights on the root of the problem first, and then we can come up with a reasonable plan. What do you think, Amelia?” Sarah clarified, her eyes darting from me to Amelia.“You’re right. The root of the problem is simple: Father,” Amelia declared. Sarah and I nodded in agreement, acknowledging that she was right. What I appreciate about Amelia is her straightforwardness. She speaks her mind. It was evident when I first came to the house. She was straightforward
Olivia "So, he's finally here." The doctor's voice broke the silence that had occupied the room for the past few minutes. I couldn't help but notice the amused smile playing at her lips as she and Logan exchanged a glance. She had wanted me to bring my partner along, and there he was, seated in front of her."Yes," I replied, redirecting her attention back to me."I see why you've been coming here alone. You didn't tell me that Logan Nero is your husband."Ah, so that's why she had been looking at him that way. For a moment, I had almost thought she was checking him out in a different manner. Olivia, get a grip. The doctor is obviously not a single woman. And besides, Logan is someone popular, so it's okay for her to know."Sorry for not tagging along all this while. My wife told me you needed my presence," Logan responded calmly. I couldn't help but sense a puzzled look on his face. He had been teasing me to no end on our way here."Actually, it's no problem since you're here, Mr. N
Amelia "Nurse Elena, I'm sure you guys would be able to handle the work without me. Doctor Jordan is there, isn't he?" I pointed out. Nurse Elena and I work together at the hospital. She had called to complain about the workload the head doctor was giving them. Normally, I was the one who always backed them up whenever Doctor Samuel, the head doctor, decided to let his demons show.The man is the epitome of rudeness. He snaps at every little thing. I don't blame him though, since the hospital belongs to his elder brother, so he thinks he can control the people around him. However, my case was different. I don't allow him to step on me or any other person from the higher-ups. I have been working at the hospital for three years straight with no rest. Now that I decided to cut myself some slack, they still didn't want to allow me. The only person that will snap at me and I would be okay with it, is Doctor Jordan. I'd call him my mentor because he had helped me in every possible way at t
Sarah"Hey, Erica," I positioned the phone on the vanity mirror as the face of my cousin appeared on the screen."Sarah! What pleasure do I owe you today? You finally decided to check up on your cousin," she said, plopping on her couch. Her cat's face occupied the screen."Eww! Take him away!" I spat, reaching for the hair cream and dabbed it on my palm. I didn’t even know why I was holding it in the first place. It’s not like I’ve washed my hair."You can't do anything about my cat. He’s the only one keeping me company while Luke is away." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Erica’s cat had been with her since it was a little kitten. Now the cat has matured into a big cat. Erica is my cousin from my mother’s side, and also one of my favorites. I have a lot of cousins. Some I don’t even know existed until the end-of-year family gathering. I’d see new faces. I don’t really mind. At least we form a bond during that time of the year.Erica got married to the love of her life, Luke, two
OliviaI was confident in the plan we had laid out to get the men to go on the trip, but I didn’t expect it to happen so fast. What shocked me even more was that Mr. Nero was going to be among the people going on the trip. In short, we had a full house. That really warmed my heart in every possible way. It meant that all my efforts in the past to bring the family together weren't in vain. Maybe, time was what they needed.Preparations had already been made. Everyone had packed their bags, ready for the trip to Costa Rica, which we'd be leaving for in an hour or so. “Olivia, I need your help,” came Sarah’s voice as her head appeared through my door.“What kind of help? Come in.” I ushered her inside. We had gone shopping earlier in the morning. The number of outfits Sarah and Amelia had bought couldn’t be measured. It was as if they were going to be there for a month. I didn’t buy too many outfits myself, although Amelia and Sarah had convinced me to buy three sets of lingerie.I felt
Olivia"Listen, ladies." I clapped my hands together, gaining the attention of Amelia and Sarah. We were seated on the suite balcony, having a group tea after finishing one of the best meals at the restaurant. The two ladies couldn't resist teasing me relentlessly about the amount of food I had eaten. Don't blame me; I wasn't having the massive appetite for myself alone. I have another life growing inside me.Nevertheless, the teasing from Amelia and Sarah was nothing compared to the way Logan had handled the situation. I felt like the ground should have swallowed me whole. He was the one who had initiated that I eat plenty, even feeding me in the presence of the family. I know we're not doing anything wrong, but he could've at least hidden his pleasure. "By the looks of the atmosphere earlier, the family are enjoying themselves," I said.Sarah took a sip of her tea and leaned back. "I hope so. Did you see the way Father was all calm? He even made small talk with Quinn and Molly, whic
Olivia Three months laterI stared at my reflection in the mirror. I saw a different woman. I knew I had changed both physically and emotionally within the span of a year, from the time I met Logan up to this stage. I couldn't be thankful enough. I had a good set of people in my life and a caring, loving husband like Logan.Words couldn't express how grateful I was for having him in my life. Every day was a new discovery of him. Our love grew stronger with each passing day. And then came our little prince, Tristan. My eyes traveled to his sleeping figure on the bed. Three months had gone by so fast. Logan was actually serious when he said he'd pamper him. That was exactly what he did. Sometimes, I used to feel guilty when he stayed awake with me as we tried to put Tristan to sleep at night. But Logan would still insist that he doesn't mind. He wanted to be there for me and our baby.As for the family, they showed immense support too, especially Amelia, who made sure to check my healt
Logan "It feels so good to be back at home. I've been away for just a few days, yet it felt like months. The aura of the house somehow feels strange," I uttered beside Liam "I know, right?" He answered, I grabbed my seat on the living room couch. Liam followed suit. "Thank goodness work has been easier these days.""Why?" I questioned, sparing him a look."Maybe Father has decided to free us. Scott hasn't been at the office for two days now. He's following your footsteps."My lips curved up. "You guys should thank Olivia for stepping up for you. Her presence in this house has really made an impact."Liam nodded his head in agreement. "You're right. You know, I don't know whether I should say this, but I had a crush on Olivia when she first came to this house."My surprise was visible as I stared at Liam. "Don't attack me. I've worked on my crush. I'm not ready to get killed by you, especially since we found out you two got married. So, don't panic. I'm not planning on stealing your
Olivia“Olivia, please take a seat first,” Amelia held me by the shoulder and tried to make me sit. I had given birth barely up to five hours, but the tension inside me showed no signs of calming down. Not when I knew my grandma was battling for her life in the ICU.“I don’t know, Amelia. I’m scared. What if something happens to her? I can’t…” I choked on my words. Sarah joined in, and both of them placed comforting hands on my shoulder.I had been pacing around the hallway of the ICU, waiting for the doctor to show up while I left Logan and Jamie in the room where I had been admitted with the baby.“You shouldn’t stress yourself; you’re not strong. She’ll be fine. The doctors are skilled, and the operation will be a success,” Sarah reassured. I took a sharp breath and nodded my head, not because of anything but to ease their worry.Thirty minutes turned into an hour before the doctor finally emerged. I rose to my feet and rushed towards him. “Doctor, how is my grandma? Is she okay?”
Olivia Grandma's eyes were fixed intently on me and Logan. Nervousness crept over me as I awaited what she had to say. I shifted in my seat when she cleared her throat, and her gaze shifted to Logan. "So, what plans do you have for my granddaughter?" she asked.My brows creased in confusion. "What plan, Grandma? Logan and I are married."She threw me a glare in return. "Are you his mouth? I'm talking to Logan, not you."I formed my lips into a thin line. "Sure, go on," I urged, using my hand to indicate that she should continue. I didn't even want to look at Logan, knowing he might become nervous."My plan is simple. I'm going to make her the happiest person alive." Heat crept up my cheeks at his words. Logan always knew how to warm my heart and make butterflies erupt in my stomach. I was sure lucky to have someone like him in my life. I would say he was like an angel sent to me to shower my life with love and happiness.I was snapped back to reality by Grandma's words. "You have a w
Olivia“Three plates of fried shrimp for table two!” Jamie’s voice boomed through the crowded room.“Coming!” I yelled back from the counter and then made my way into the kitchen.“I've told you countless times about shouting,” Logan scolded.“Three plates of fried shrimp for table two. Looks like Grandma will just have to hire you. People are liking your fried shrimps,” I said with an amused smile, brushing off his first statement.“Trying to dodge the topic by using sweet words on me, right?” I raised an eyebrow.“Did I? If I don’t shout, how would the customers hear me?” I voiced out. Logan dished out the shrimp onto three plates.“If they can’t hear, they should fuck off. They can’t stress my wife.” That made me blush like a fool, and I didn't try to hide it. “Easy. At least no one is flirting with your wife.” I mused.“They won’t even dare.” Logan winked at me, making the situation even worse. I was sure he could see right through my blush.“You guys should wait till we’re close
Logan "If you're not going to talk, then leave," the woman's voice cut through the silence. I took in a deep breath. I don't know why I was getting so nervous, maybe because of the look she was giving me. I hadn't felt this nervous in a while. I think even if I went for a job interview I wouldn’t be this nervous. "Grandma, first of all, I won't beat around the bush. I'll be straightforward with you," I began.She raised an eyebrow. I continued, "You should be thankful that you've had the chance to still be alive at this stage of life. Some people your age are battling with incurable conditions. The doctor didn't say you're suffering from cancer or a deadly disease. You have a chance to stand up on your feet.""If you're trying to preach to me, it won't work," she spat."Call it whatever you want, but I'm going to change your mind. You're going to get the kidney transplant. You shouldn't be selfish. You're the only family Olivia has. You saw how she cried earlier. I don't think you s
Olivia "Logan won't see the good side of me today," I muttered, staring at my phone. I was certain I had heard a female voice on the other end. Where could he have gone? He doesn't know many places around here."Cut that poor man some slack. Must he always be with you twenty-four hours a day?" Jamie hissed as she took a sip of her lemonade. We had stopped at a restaurant, and I was suddenly craving the "hungry man size" meal we had last time with Logan. I was still eating when I decided to call Logan and ask if he wanted me to order takeout for him, but that's when I heard the female voice."Yes! He's supposed to be. He's my husband after all," I replied, tossing her a glare. Jamie's visit had been sudden, but it came at the right time when Grandma was playing hard to get.The way I had broken down in tears earlier had touched her deeply. I didn't understand why Grandma was being so stubborn about not wanting the kidney transplant. I had even begged the doctor to let me be her donor.
Logan "It's a pleasure to see you again, Logan. You haven't been visiting. Should I say the last time we spoke was six months ago, or even going on a year?" Mr. Norman remarked as we sat in his office."It seems you've been keeping track. I don't really keep count," I replied.Mr. Norman made a call. "Please bring two cups of coffee to my office," he requested before turning his attention back to me. "Well, I can't forget you just like that. Anyways, what brings you here? I'm sure this meeting isn't just about seeing an old face, although I must say it brings back memories."I understood what he meant by 'old memories.' In the past, that remark might have soured my mood, but now it didn't affect me like it used to. Mr. Norman was my mother's personal doctor. When she left my father's house, she lived next door to Mr. Norman's house, and he was the one who treated her illness. He knew about everything, even though I was with her for only a short while before my father took custody of
Olivia"Can we get two plates of fried shrimp!" a customer's voice echoed through the room."Yes! They'll be with you shortly!" I responded loudly from behind the counter, then turned to Logan, who was busy in the kitchen."You really shouldn't be shouting like that; it's not good for the baby," Logan chided as he skillfully prepared the shrimp."Well, I have to if we want to make enough money for Grandma," I retorted, earning a chuckle from Logan."You're something else. What does shouting have to do with making money?"If only he knew. "Do you have any idea how much we've made so far? You underestimate the magic of your cooking skills. Keep going," I urged, taking the two plates and heading out to serve the customers. There were still more orders to take. When Logan and I decided to open the restaurant, we initially planned to offer just one menu, noodles, as it was the easiest option. However, to our surprise, customers started pouring in. Some were regulars who inquired about Gr