After coming to the penthouse, we discussed many things. Like why should I have a driver and maid? Why should I not drive and work too much? Why should I hire one more secretary?
His every argument and point were right in its place. He didn’t want me to take too much load when I have complications in my pregnancy. I lost my will to argue with him anymore as I didn’t want to and whatever he was doing was for me and the babies.
The reality that we are going to have two babies came down on us late at night. Theo was excited and nervous, thinking about how my little body could hold them in.
“I would be fine and I’m not that little, okay?” I say.
***Daisy's POV***“What are you doing here, Miss?” Rocco asks and I almost have a heart attack because of his sudden arrival at my side.“I’m trying to eavesdrop on them.” I say as I point at the two women who are right now trying to find a place to sit.“You can’t hear anything from here. And why are you trying to hear what they are saying? Who are they?” He asks.“They both know Theo and one of them is ex bed partner. Whatever, but another one is someone who was trying to trap him. We have to know what they are saying.” I say.“Give me your phone.” Rocco says suddenly.&n
***Daisy's POV.***“Theo, I want to ask you something.” I say as I eat one more bite of egg salad.“Ask me anything, love. It is all yours.” Theo says with a smile as he works on a file.“Really. You are in a good mood.” I say.“Even if I was not. There is nothing in this world that I will deny you.” He says and gives me a small cheek kiss as I come to sit near him.“So you wouldn’t mind if I say we get married this month?” I say, and he stops for a second.“No, I wouldn’t mind. When is the wedding?” He asks with a smile,
***Daisy's POV.*** “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The officiant says. I turn to my husband, and he looks to me with a broad smile which mirrors mine. He bends down and I eagerly await for our first kiss as a married couple. His lips touch mine and deepen the kiss. He backs off when someone coughs and turns to our little wedding party. It comprises Noah, Rocco, Damon and Lovey. They are our witnesses and also supporters. Our week till getting licence was good and Theo accepted everything happily. He seemed so excited that he got drunk last evening with Noah. We didn’t say our vows as we will say them on our wedding day whenever it happens in front of our family. But Theo wore a suit
***Daisy’s POV.*** I look at the screen to see my babies are developing nicely. I am in the 15th week of my pregnancy and I was happy when I crossed my first trimester successfully. And all the thanks go to my doctor, dietician and Damon and Rocco. They have been there all the time for me. “Everything is going well. You can travel but only an hour or two long ride. But flights are still off limits for you. Also, after three weeks, you can know the gender of the babies. Are you excited to know?” She asks. “Yes. I want to know what I am having so I can start working in a nursery.” I say and she smiles. “So I am booking your appointment on 10th Jan. Will that do?” She asks and I nod. “Good. You will get the reports by tomor
***Daisy’s POV.*** “What?” Theo says as soon as I am over with telling him the story and my planning. “I would have told you about this earlier but-” I say, but he cuts me off. “But you wanted to take the stress of that news alone.” He says and looks very upset. “No. I just knew that you would react quickly, and they would get alert. I didn’t want to give them another chance and sever them from our lives once and for all. So I let it happen. But don’t worry, soon everything will be fine.” I say. “How? I don’t care about that. The only thing I care about is how much of a stress this must have been for you and still you hid it from me. I don’t care about the rea
***Daisy’s POV.******Six Years Later***I love the summer breeze a lot. As I chill beside the pool and take a sip of my cool drink, I hear sounds of giggling and splashing around. Well, this has become my life now. As I think that three pairs of hands roll my chair over and I fall in the pool with a splash.“Theo! Kids! Seriously. Every time.” I say and look at my mischief makers as they giggle with their father.“Come on, Mom. You look too hot sitting in that chair. You must join us and get really cool in this summer.” Violet Marguerite Anderson, the eldest twin, says.“Yes, Mommy. Have fun with us. Please.” Aster Cassia Anderson, the youn