All Chapters of MARRIED TO ALEXANDER PIERCE: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

MelissaThe guest swarmed in like bees and I started to think that I might have sent a broadcast message to all my contact list. Gifts of different kinds kept piling up and the trio could not wait to open them.But someone was still missing and even though they tried to enjoy their day, it was still very glaring on their face; of course, except Albert.I kept stretching my tiny neck, peeping to see when either of them would just teleport here.As various cars parked in front of the house, I silently continued praying that he should show up.A familiar black car drove in and the first thing I did was sigh loudly and roll my eyes. I unconsciously placed my hand on my head, trying to wipe away the invisible sweat.“Hi,” the driver of the car joyfully raised his hands in the air, waving in my direction. He rushed to the boot of his car and started stuffing out gifts. Big teddy bears of different colors, he has no idea that my kids hate them. He put the gifts in the gift's section and cam

MelissaIf there was anything my kids took from me, it was uncouthness. They say what they want to say without any filter in their mouth, especially when it comes to someone they don't like. For example Francis.They insisted Alexander's gift be the last, and they had to go through all the gifts first.Janet knew them well and bought them what they loved. She got Albert the entire franchise of Harry Potter books and creative writing tools, my little boy screamed and forgot how tough he used to be.Aiden was next, he got a skateboard and protective gears. Aurora got something she had always cried about but I never took it seriously. Janet got her, her first pet. A Bengal female kitten. She grabbed the cage and scooped it out, cuddling her newly acquired pet and running around with it.It was time for Francis’ gift, he brought out 3 huge teddy bears and Legos for my kids. Feeling pity for him, they walked out, straight to where their father and the Thatchers stood. They weren't babies

AlexanderWith due diligence, I was given a tour of the house. It was the first time I would step my feet into the house, it felt magical. We went to Albert's room first and I saw the main reason why Janet had to get him the type of gift he got. My baby boy had a diary, he scooped it away before anyone could get close to it. His single act earned a rich beautiful laughter from me.“What are you hiding from everyone?” I questioned. It was just me and them. Little bunny had left us prior going to clear up the sitting room and the kitchen. She gave us time to get familiar with one another.“It's called a diary for a reason. There are personal things in there,” he said, clutching the book tightly in his arms.“Yes sire,” I bowed, showing that I respected his space.Comics of different types and collections of short stories were arranged neatly on his bookshelf. Albert read and wrote anything he could think about. I grabbed a piece of paper peeping from under his bed. He titled it, my dadd

FrancisThe half content of vodka was busy in my system now doing whatever it wished. I had thought today was going to be a perfect day and I would be able to win Melissa's heart. But she herself was as stubborn as anything. There was no doubt that she and Alexander Pierce were a perfect couple.If her kids wouldn't like me, there was no way she would think twice about accepting my proposal. And the way I saw relief cloud her face when she saw Alexander coming, I was jealous.I had no idea that the son of a bitch knew. He even had the guts to come thank me for coming. What an insult.I thought it was going to be just a few people and then I saw exotic gifts bought for kids. It made me look like an idiot buying teddy bears and legos for 8 year old kids. The way they walked out of my presence was more humiliating than ever.Maybe it was planned, they never liked my presence from the onset. Not to mention the smartest one among them. They looked at me like I was a piece of shit.The gift

Alexander Her mood changed almost immediately after she heard that question. I wouldn't blame her, there is only pain and heartbreak left for her in that place. That wasn't the initial question I wanted to ask but it just popped suddenly in my head and I pushed it out without thinking twice.The kitchen was quiet and I took that time to plead with her and also tell her about the current state of her foster mum. She gripped the clothes on her chest tightly as the tears were trying to force their way out. If she could hold her heart in her hand, she would. The only thing I could make out of her words was that she was taking all the blame. In the actual sense, I was the one that derailed her life journey.I sensed that she didn't have the strength to cook anymore, all she did was weep and weep. I grabbed my phone from the counter and placed an order for breakfast for all of us. The ingredients she had diced were placed in the fridge. She still did not leave her spot, I carried her to he