All Chapters of Grooming Our Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

NATASHAMy tongue felt numb, and I was unable to utter a word. With my head lowered, all I could do was stare at the little bubbles popping in the center of my coffee.They disappeared one by one until only the swirls of cream were left floating."I hope you understand."Thalia pleaded with me to leave, promising money that I didn't need. But what made me hesitate was when she revealed her family's current situation.The situation was as clear as crystal when she mentioned money, jail, and a wedding.It all led me back to the root of the issue, Michael. He was the only solution to prevent such a mess, and I was the only obstacle left to be removed."What you said, that I have every right because I'm the mother of my son, I know that. I feel guilty for coming here, for talking to you, for asking you to stay away. But please... sign this for me."Thalia pulled a paper from her bag and pushed it towards me."I'm not asking you to sign it right now, but I hope that you could give me your

NATASHAWe lay in bed together until the sun peeked and the birds began singing. The sound of the ocean waves brought a sense of calm, as the faint noises decorated the peacefulness.Everything seems perfect, but the troubles in our heads are too loud to ignore."Hey, sleepyhead," Michael greeted as he buttoned his shirt in front of me. "It's barely morning, baby."Rubbing my eyes, I glanced at the clock. It's less than an hour before noon."You were sleeping like a baby, so I didn't wake you up." He sat at the edge of the bed and leaned in for a kiss. "I know I tired you out last night."I tried to move my legs, but the soreness made me groan."Does it hurt?" He placed his hand on my thigh and softly caressed it."You're leaving?" I noticed that he was dressed formally, and I couldn't help but feel a longing for him even before he left.Clad in his dashing black shirt with an embroidered rose on the left chest, paired with black slacks, he looked majestic.If I could have him permane

LAURA"Slowly," Richie reminded me as he guided me to sit down in the chair.Frowning at him, I lightly jabbed his chest. "Stop treating me like a liability. It's been three days," I chided him, but a part of me wanted to be pampered by him.Any woman would want a man like my husband: caring, loyal, and understanding. He knows when to be silent, when to show his yearning for my attention, and when to keep up with my mood.I couldn't ask for more."Yes, but I want to help with everything," he reasoned, kissing my temple and gesturing to the table. "I know I'm not the best cook in town. The meat I bought from the market was fresh, so if the texture is like rubber, that would be my fault."Wrinkling my nose as I held my stomach, I tried to stifle my giggle. "Yes, it does."Giving birth is both the hardest and greatest thing in a woman's life. And I was blessed with a beautiful boy.I thank my husband for giving me the chance to carry a child in my womb and for being by my side when I nee

NATASHAGazing at the plane ticket in my hand, while the other holds Thalia's calling card, I pondered. Should I go?One call, and I'm out of this misery.Wiping my tears, I took a deep breath and released it slowly and shakily.After Michael left, I sensed that something was about to happen.Night fell, and I was engulfed in my tears.Michael's loyalty seemed to falter. All I wanted was to weigh my choices. Is he implying that I should leave?It's been three days, and he hasn't shown up. I can only catch glimpses of him in the articles released, connected to his... scandal with a model. A more attractive woman, a woman superior to me in every aspect.My heart clenched as I watched the video.I should have realized. He was never really the type to take someone seriously."I thought I understood the true meaning of love the way you taught me," I murmured to myself, pushing myself up to head downstairs, grabbing my purse.Laura, I owe her big time. She and Richie will assist me in leavi

NATASHATwo years had gone by like a painful blur that walked by in my life. Things were difficult to accept at the beginning, but I eventually started learning how to survive with it.My father, Quintus, before I left Hampton, he told me things that I brought with me when I flew to London. I didn't have my chance to learn more from him, but I know we will see each other again.The process was painful. It was so hard to adjust, but here I am, made it so far."Hey, Tasha, right?" Someone spoke, serving the piece of cake and smoothie I ordered. "Remember me?"When I turned, I found a guy whom I could find a bit of resemblance to a cat. He's offering me his gummy smile as he hugs the circular tray.I can remember that face, who wouldn't? He's that one famous basketball captain of the University. Youthful and rich, tall and handsome. He's not a typical Asian, he's very... majestic.He knows his style, knows his vibe. And very popular with girls."Ricky," I uttered his name that made his s