All Chapters of CHASING MY EX-CONTRACT WIFE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Priscilla's POVDespite Brent's constant reassurance that the kids will be safe with him, I just wasn't ready to take any risk with him or his parents but the kids seemed too excited about going to his work place and I can't refuse their request, not when he's present and I have no excuse to give for not letting them go. So after assuring me for the umpteenth time that the kids will be fine and arrangements will be made with his parents, I decided to give it a shot and let them go. “Thank you for letting me help you out, Priscilla. I know it's a bit hard for you right now and that's why you always have me, we're in this together.” He held my hands which was something he'd been doing a lot, especially today. My eyes darted to our intertwined hands, reminding me of the past but I quickly shrugged it off and focused on him. “The kids are yours as much as they're mine and I have every responsibility to cater for the as much as you do so don't wear yourself out trying to act the role of

BRENT'S POV The happiness and excitement on his face was contagious that a smile spread on my face as well. I carried him up in arms and noticed Avery was not in the house and my brows furrowed in confusion. “Where's Avery?” I asked, looking around but as he started to speak, I caught a glimpse of her standing by the large portrait in my living room and staring at it so keenly. She stood there, lost from the rest of the world, staring at the piece of art work as though she wanted to know what the artist was thinking while making it. I smiled inwardly at her curiosity and for the first time since I got the portrait, it felt like it had actually done what it was meant to do. “Avery, darling, over here.” My voice startled her for the first few seconds but she came running towards me and pulled me, well maybe my legs into a hug. I laughed loudly, feeling like I'd won everything in life. I dropped Aiden and carried her in my hands instead while holding Aiden with my free hand. “Are yo

BRENT’S POVThe kids requested that I give them a tour of the company and I did that, just that it was a bit hard moving around with the staff staring at them like we were on a show. “Maybe I should've given a memo about having my kids over today.”I whispered to myself after one of the cleaners almost poured water on Avery because she didn't expect a kid to be at the company. “Dad, this place is so huge. How did you build it?” Aiden, the ever curious one asked and I smiled. His question took me down the memory lane, how I used to do everything else except having interest in the family business until dad had to force me to get a marriage, a product of which was the children walking around me. “Well, to be honest, I didn't build all of these. Yes, I own it now and I work here everyday but I didn't start any of this.” I started explaining to him and his sister when we got to an empty conference room. “This company was built by my father and mother, your grandparents, they toiled to m

BRENT’S POVI huffed angrily while holding the kids' hands to the car. I finally got to get Avery to stop crying and I hated the fact that I couldn't do anything to the kid who bullied her but I was going to make sure it never happened again. Aiden suggested that we returned to their home immediately since Avery had gone quiet and the trip had become boring. I couldn't agree more and I secretly despised myself for being unable to give them a good day, all through. The ride wasn't silent, leaving us all to our thoughts. I wondered what it would be like if I had to take care of the two of them for five years on my own. Surely, I won't remain the same, my mental health would probably be in the bin. I considered Priscilla strong for being able to take care of the two of them as babies on her own whilst still dealing with the heartbreak I'd dished her unjustly. My mind drifted back to that day and refreshed it like it was just yesterday when I called her all sorts of unsavory names whil

PAMELA’S POVUgh! This stinks as hell! I covered my nose as the stench of the abandoned house filled my nose and for the hundredth time, I cursed that bitch for taking my life away from me. Goodness! How did I end up here in the first place? I glanced around my environment and boy, was I irritated? That would be an understatement. There's so much to do yet the only thing I wanted was to lay in Brent's arms all day. I was contemplating leaving the house like this for a while until a big perched on my neck and buzzed in my ear, causing me to scream and fall over dome of the other dirty, nasty and smelly things. Uh uh, no, I can't leave it this way. I packed my luggage to a corner that was barely affected by the dirt in the house. After that, I proceeded to clean the house as much as I could. Everything was dirty and filled with the stench of loneliness and abandonment. The cushion had molds all over it while the center table and fan were covered in dust. I noticed a spider's web in