OliverDespite the seriousness of the topic, Douglas couldn't contain himself when he saw Brian literally turning green upon hearing his words, and Brian looked at us with anger."This is all your fault, Oliver!" Brian accused me, pointing his finger at me."Mine?""I agree with Brian now," Douglas was fueling the fire!"Charlotte is only pregnant with triplets because she went through artificial insemination, you idiot!"I couldn't help but laugh at the situation because it was becoming really funny."I thought the idea of a surrogate mother to bear an heir was yours, not mine," I had to defend myself.
Brian My heart warmed as I heard more of the immense wisdom from my girl, so young yet so mature at the same time. I looked at Charlotte with adoration and lifted her onto my lap, walking with her to our bed and gently laying her on the mattress. "Have I ever told you that I love you and that I was an idiot for not taking you out to dinner from the moment I saw you in that museum?" I asked. "I didn't know that!" my little provocateur said. "Tell me more about this story." Before I could say anything, my aunt knocked on the door and entered our room, carrying one of the babies who was screaming. "Someone here is hungry!" she said with a huge smile. From the blue outfit and the fuss he was making, I deduced it was Liam, who, according to Charlotte, was the most dramatic of the three. "Bring him here, Melanie. Please," Charlotte requested, smiling contentedly and settling herself more comfortably against the bed's backrest. Her happiness at having her baby in her arms was visibly
OliverNicole smiled at Eloá's wise response, and I invited her to join us, which she promptly did, hugging both of us at the same time.“It felt like a lot of days to me!” I honestly pointed it out. “Long days where I missed my girls so much.”“We missed you too, Oliver” Nicole confessed, making me feel like the happiest man on earth.“I want you to tell me everything that happened while I was away” I requested, placing Eloá back on the ground.We all sat together on the carpet, completely forgetting about the puzzle as Eloá chattered about the school, her friends Karen and Ben, and, most importantly, her new favorite topic, Brian and Charlotte's triplets.“I wish I had siblings, Daddy,” Eloá said, leaving Nicole and me speechless. “When can I have little brothers and sisters like Uncle Brian and Aunt Charlotte?”The moment became tense. There were still many unresolved issues that were not within our control. Nicole intervened providentially and saved us from answering at that momen
NicoleMartina had used some photos from outings where I accompanied Oliver and Eloá, but they were taken when it was just the two of us. They became quite compromising because they captured moments when we were gazing at each other. It's obvious to anyone who saw those images that there are feelings between us, as Oliver had admitted.“I know Martina is only doing all this because she can't accept losing Oliver to someone like me” I vented with sadness. “A poor girl with no glamour, as she has repeatedly said.”“The nanny of her own daughter, as she makes a point to say” Charlotte reminded us.A few weeks ago, at an event I attended with Oliver, we happened to run into Martina, and she cornered me in the bathroom, humiliating me in front of some women who were there. It was a horrible and distressing moment. I even considered leaving Oliver, for the sake of all of us, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Just like I couldn't do it the night before either.While Oliver was away on hi
OliverNicole was now feigning forced enthusiasm, and like the previous times, I chose not to push anything. When the right moment comes or when she feels more comfortable and secure, I know she'll share with me what's troubling her."Yes, and any of them will make you the most beautiful woman in that ballroom," I gently touched her face, careful not to ruin the perfect makeup.Nicole smiled in response, her eyes now captivated by my gaze. Regardless of what is happening, I have no doubt about her feelings for me. Just as I love her, Nicole loves me too, and we will overcome anything. There's no doubt about it."Do we really have to go to this event?""Unfortunately, yes," I confirmed with regret. "Liam is sick, and Brian is counting
NicoleBeautiful little girl? What an arrogant woman! And she barely let go of Oliver, something even her own husband noticed, as he made clear with the cynical comment he made a few moments ago. My biggest curiosity now is to hear the response my boyfriend will give to his "friend.""That 'beautiful little girl'..." He repeated sarcastically, making air quotes as he repeated the term used by the woman. "...is my girlfriend and future wife. I believe I've also answered your question about Martina."It was noticeable how shocked the woman seemed to be by Oliver's response, especially considering his tone. I myself was somewhat taken aback because I had never witnessed Oliver speaking in such a manner to anyone before. He was always gentle and extremely polite, sometimes to the point where it became a flaw. The biggest proof
OliverAfter nearly ten minutes of Nicole leaving without explaining where she was going, I started to get quite worried and excused myself from a couple of friends. It wasn't easy to distance myself from Elena, but I was quite firm in stating that I needed to look for my girlfriend, which brought a look of disdain to her face that I chose to ignore.Thinking that I once considered that woman a close friend made me question my ability to read people and even my competence as a lawyer. After all, I was completely deceived by Martina, and now I realized that the same had happened with some people I considered friends.It's best to forget about Elena and leave it to Marcus to control his sharp tongue. I thought as I moved away from them. But it wasn't easy at all to find Nicole amidst so many people, whom I couldn't even ask if they had seen her pass by.I had already tried calling her several times, but she didn't answer any of my calls, which was making me extremely worried about my gi
NicoleI decided to get up after tossing and turning in bed for hours. I couldn't sleep when my thoughts kept bringing back all the events of that night. It's too painful to remember the cruel things those snobbish socialites said about my family and me. Of course, that would affect my sleep. But what bothers me even more is the truth contained in some of the comments made by those wealthy and elegant women. I truly am not on par with a man like Oliver Mackenzie.Oliver is a handsome, educated, and above all, a billionaire man. Of course, he can have any woman he wants, whenever he desires. I'm sure many women would love to be in my place. Even Martina, a very rich woman from a powerful family, didn't want to lose her position as Oliver's wife.And now comes the question that keeps pounding in my head. How long will it take