All Chapters of Mr. CEO I can't Be Hidden Anymore : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Joseph's POV:As I came downstairs, Lady Tope came out of the kitchen and set up my breakfast. She asked me, "What about Madam? When will she be coming back again?""Nina wouldn't be coming back. She doesn't want to marry me," I told Lady Tope, and she replied, "Alright."Lady Tope left me, and I sat there thinking about how to resolve the matter between me and Amaka.*****Amaka's POV:My son and I got into a car that drove us to my father's house. We have to travel to the former area that I lived with my family before.It was an underdeveloped area of Palazzo town. Arriving at my father's house, I saw my younger sister, Alice, standing at the gate, and her eyes widened at the sight of me."Amaka!" Alice ran into my arms like a young girl. She was 18-years-old and my look-alike, although she was chubbier than me. So we couldn't pass for twins."I have missed you, sister!" Alice hugged me happily, before she let go of me and looked at Jason, who was looking at her in surprise."Hi, li

Amaka's POV:The following day, I awoke early and prepared Jason for school."Come on, Jason, time to have your bath," I told my son as I woke him from sleep. I should have considered giving him a break, knowing we had been busy the past weekend, but I didn’t want my son to skip school again, especially since he hadn’t attended class the previous Friday."Mom, I want to sleep," Jason protested from the bed, giving me that boyish charm of his."No. You didn’t go to school on Friday, so I can’t allow you to miss class today," I said firmly."Alright," he finally replied as he got out of bed, and I led him into the bathroom. I assisted him with brushing his teeth, helped him take a bath, and dressed him for school."Mom, am I going to see my dad today?" Jason asked, and I frowned as I finished putting on his stockings and shoes."Jason, why do you want to meet your dad? Do you not like me?" I asked, and he frowned."I do," he managed to say, although his expression turned sad."Don’t wor

Amaka's POV:I was unable to sleep, thinking about Ethan's proposal to me. He was so serious that a part of me wanted to give in to his request, but recalling how I had been deceived by Joseph, my resolution was firm.Since I was unable to sleep in my bedroom, I decided to research a new house to start my life because I didn't want to continue living here with Aunt Ann. She had been a great support for me, and I really appreciated that, but I had made up my mind to move on with my life and get an apartment of my own.I took my Android phone and browsed to see where I could find an affordable apartment. Although Ethan had told me that he had many properties here on the mainland and owned the estate where we were living, I wanted a new area—a fresh start away from everyone.“Mmm,” I mumbled, settling on the living room couch and going through my phone. Surprisingly, I hadn’t been contacted by Joseph's company regarding my resignation letter to them. Well, I wasn't expecting them to pest

Amaka's POV:"Mommy, why don’t you like my Daddy?" Jason asked me as we entered the compound that led to our apartment."I don't know. Maybe because he is not as handsome as you," I told my son, and he frowned."But he is my Daddy," he innocently replied, to which I said, "I know, but not mine. You saw my Daddy, didn't you?""Yes, we saw your daddy. When are we going to see mine?" Jason asked, and I told him, "Later. Tell me, what did your class teacher teach you today? Did she give you any assignments at all?"I tried to shift the topic, and Jason replied, "Yes. She gave me homework. But I haven't done it. It's two-letter words, so I know that simple homework."I smiled, knowing that Jason had watched a lot of educational kids' channels before he started preschool. He was highly intelligent, but I wondered where he got that intelligence from because Joseph was only obsessed with sex. As for me, I wasn't so sure about my own intelligence. I escorted my son into the apartment we share

Amaka's POV."Wow!" Jason and I gasped as we entered the living room of Ethan's home. "Your house is so beautiful," I told him, and he grinned, stopping in the living room beside us. He said, "It's a pleasure. I just wanted you to know where I live so that you can come over to see me whenever you feel like it.""Awn. Thank you. But I am not your woman, so I cannot be free to come here any way I please," I told him, and he smiled."Would you like to request anything? Like juice or a malt drink?" he asked as I looked around the white living room again. He had a very large flat-screen television, lovely chandeliers hanging brightly above, and high curtains that I couldn't see the end of, adding to the beauty of his living room. The walls featured paintings of him and lovely flower vases around. It was a beautiful living room with inviting off-white couches."No, I am fine. Jason and I are good," I told him, not wanting to accept a drink from him. An elderly man in a white shirt and blac