All Chapters of Married To My Ex's Father : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

GLENDA'S POVNana had sent me to call Maurice. At this time of the day, I was certain he'd be in his study, so I headed there.On reaching there, I saw that the door was ajar so I decided against knocking. I poked my head through the small space of the door and regretted almost immediately after I heard Maurice's rigid voice.“LUCY!”I still at that moment because Maurice had his angry eyes on me.“I could come back later.” I said in a small voice as I cowered under Maurice's gaze. If Maurice was already in a foul mood, then the best thing would be not to be in the center of the heat.“It's fine!” Maurice snapped, but this time he had his glares peeled at a seething Lucy. “You can come in. Lucy was just leaving.”Slowly, I walked further into the tensed room. It felt hot in there even though the weather was chilly.Lucy stood up abruptly from her seat and twirled on her heels in annoyance. It made me wonder what they could have been talking about to stir this much heat between them.L

GLENDA'S POVI smiled up at Nana wondering how she found it so easy to joke about almost everything. If I had taken life the way Nana did, I was certain I would have been a lot happier. The banter between the duo had been entertaining to watch. Nana knew just how to get under Maurice's skin. She knew him like the back of her hand. He was her son after all, adopted or not, she raised him.It still beats me how she suddenly came up with the idea of traveling just to see a rhino. She was watching too much of the wild animal channel and I thought it was making her brew crazy ideas.I guess she just wanted to live life to the fullest. I wanted that for her too but I was glad Maurice refused her request. Nana's health was declining and I wouldn't want to take any more risks with that. At least, this much, Maurice and I agree on.“I'll get your medicine now Nana. It's time you take them.” I said and left, leaving the two to talk about God knows what.I blushed on my way at the thought of Na

GLENDA'S POV I stirred awake to find Maurice's side of the bed empty. It was cold and I deduced he had been up for a while. I yawned and stretched on the bed. Last night had been, well, pleasant. Very pleasant. I smiled as I replayed the events of the previous night. I was getting used to spending the nights with Maurice in his room. I loved being in his room. Aside from the passion that we had every night, the room had the best view in the house. You could see the expanse of the lake just as one could from the balcony. This was an even better view and I was so enamored with it. I got up from the bed and decided to go back to my room since Maurice was not here. I'd freshen up, change my clothes and go look for Maurice. Then we could have breakfast together. Dawn was setting in, the darkness of the night was ebbing away and the brightness of light was replacing it. I showered and felt as fresh as a new day. I smelled of soap and scented oils added to my bath water. A wonderful f

GLENDA'S POVIt's been two days since I locked myself up in my room. Two days of drowning in sorrow. Two days of getting nothing to eat except the cold dish of betrayal. The hurt I felt filled me, eliminating whatever appetite I may have had.It was happening all over again. I was back to the place where I started, waking up to a fresh baked platter of betrayal. Just whenever I thought I was getting a break, life slaps me back into a harsh loveless reality.How could I even think that a man like Maurice would grow to love me? How could I think he was interested in me? How could I think he was slowly breaking down his high built walls to let me in? How could I let myself be fooled yet again? I let myself be used over and over again. I fall clueless everytime! Every damn time!I should have known the son got his genes from somewhere. An apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Maurice and Brian were the same piece cut out of the same cloth. Ruthless carnivores! Feeding off the goodness an

GLENDA'S POVFor the first time, I confessed my feelings for Maurice to someone.Nana smiled at me. A certain calm fell over her expression.“That's a good thing.”“I don't know, Nana.” My voice was low pitched. “I'm the only one in love.” I said weakly.“He loves you too.” Nana said with a certainty I found difficult to believe.I shook my head, refuting her claims. “No. Nana he doesn't. I've only come to realize that I'll never be the woman he wants. I'm young and stupid. I'm immature, not like Lucy who is older and matches him. I'm not the woman he wants, Nana. I could never be, even if I tried.” I spoke with vehement conviction.“That's where you're getting it all wrong my dear. You're everything and more the woman he wants. He loves you but is too scared to admit it.” Nana paused, giving me time to absorb all that she had said before she continued.“He is a grown man with big fears... I don't know how to make you understand. But don't listen to what he says. Listen to what his he