ログインOlivia Barnett POVWhen I got back to the suite’s living area, I was surprised to find it empty. But then, I heard girls’ giggles inside Grandpa Jonathan’s room and guessed the children must have gotten inside with Josh.The door was slightly ajar, and I could hear tidbits of their conversation. My girls are over the moon as they report to their great-grandfather what has been going on in our family so far.“We have good news!”“Mommy and Daddy are no longer fighting.”“They kissed!” Zoe added excitedly.I thought the news would please Grandpa, but as it turned out, the hand that gently stroked Ivy’s head stilled.Something is wrong. I could feel it from the sudden tension in the air.I decided to make my presence known. I opened the door, and all occupants turned simultaneously in my direction.“Mommy!” The children chorused.Grandpa met my gaze with a serious expression. Then, he turned to the children and asked them to go back to their room for a while because he wanted to talk to
Amee WilsonThe first thing I noticed when Olivia and I got inside the suite was a very busy, very harassed Josh Morgan Sterling while he tried to kowtow to the whims and demands of his three children.He was less immaculate now than when I first met him at Sterling Enterprises, but he looked happy.Gone was the frown that seemed to have been formally creased on his forehead. And there was a ready smile on his face while he interacted with Leo, Ivy, and Zoe.I cannot even fathom how he could be grinning when Zoe had her meltdown because her father can’t perfect her braid the way Olivia does.As I expected, Olivia took in the scene and pulled the whistle from her jacket pocket that she brings all the time to rein the children in when they become unruly.“Prrrtttt!” The whistle interrupted the father and his brood.At the sound, the children automatically became alert.“Mommy!” The triplets chorused.Their backs went ramrod straight at the sight of their mother.“What’s going on? Leo, I
Amee WilsonI heard Olivia’s hurried footsteps. Its rhythm pulsed together with my heart.She stopped when she was near me. “Are you okay?” The worried expression on her face washed out all the anger that simmered within me, replaced by gratitude for her timely interference.If she hadn’t come. I bet Zeke and I would have been embroiled in a showdown by now.Just thinking about it made me feel embarrassed. I almost stepped out of line with proper decorum.Yes, Zeke hurt me. But it does not mean that I have to stoop to his level to be able to send my message across. Or to inflict the same pain he had given me.That’s not how life works.Sometimes, silence is the most painless retaliation one could muster.If one maintains composure under pressure, that is pure class.There is this classic story about focus and resilience. It says there that you cannot always control the chaos, noise, or negativity happening around you, but you have complete control over what you choose to focus on.And
Amee Wilson POVMy conversation with Olivia kept ringing in my ears. I stroked my belly gently, and in my head, I kept asking my child for forgiveness.I shouldn't have been rushed and given in to my emotions.If Olivia had not intervened at the right moment, I would have lost my baby. And I would have suffered a lifetime of regret because of it.Being alone and pregnant was never a weakness.I can do this. I thought with conviction.Again, I gently stroked my belly and decided that the first thing I needed to do was to tender my resignation to the head office, effective immediately.Cutting ties with Zeke is my first order of the day.
Olivia Barnett POVFour pairs of eyes stared at me while they groaned their disappointment.Josh mimicked the disappointed look on his children’s faces, earning my glare. “Don’t aggravate the situation,” I warned him, and he turned to the children to quiet them.“Shhh.” He told them and spread his arms wide.I quirked a brow when Ivy and Zoe walked on their knees on the bed to reach their father. When his arms wrapped around them, they began to complain.“There is no wedding?” Zoe whined, pursing her lips in a pout.“Yes.” Josh agreed. “Not now.”Ivy looked crestfallen, too.“But you kissed!” Zoe demanded. Her voice sounded like I had shortchanged all of them.That I busted all their plans. But I was surprised when Josh said something that sounded more like a promise, which made my heart beat faster. I only gave him two months to prove himself. I never assured him of anything. But it seemed he was so sure.“There will be a wedding, children, just not now.”“Why?” Zoe wailed. Among the
Olivia Barnett POV“I don’t really have that much choice, do I? The children are going to stay here for two months.”Josh hugged me tight and ignored what I said.His delight shone in his eyes.I could feel happiness radiating through his body, but I couldn't join in his celebration because exhaustion had taken its toll on my body.My knees gave out. My body became limp so suddenly, and the last thing I remembered was falling right into Josh’s arms while he called out my name with a sense of urgency.And then, oblivion finally took over.Sunlight filtering through the window woke me up, but I wasn’t openin
mee Wilson POVI stared at the man I loved for years and felt a sense of disappointment crawling through every fiber of my body. It was a slow process, seeping through every pore, making me realize that all this while, I was chasing a farce of a man.I had always looked upon him with so much respec
Amee Wilson POVI looked at the number outside the room to see if it matched the one I got in the lobby.Then, I nervously smoothed my skirt and began to knock. Steady knocks that belied the hesitation that I felt.“Come in,” Zeke called out, and I opened the door to let myself in.My eyes instantl
Josh Morgan Sterling“So how are we holding up?” I asked, rubbing my forehead. I looked at my children. They were huddled on the other side of the waiting bench with their arms around each other.“Daisy still thinks she has a hold over you. She was using her accident and infertility issues to guil
Josh Morgan Sterling“Let’s break up, Josh. I don’t think this is working.”Daisy Cobbs, my girlfriend of eight years, the only woman I loved since we were young, insisted we have this lunch on a busy working day. I assumed it was something important. For god’s sake, I even prepared a surprise.Gues







