(Vivienne)I never imagined being pregnant would be so tiring. I was sleeping in my head but in reality, I was fully awake."Ugh" I groaned in frustration as I moved around the bed groaning lazily. I was agitated as well as anxious. I was bored to death and I couldn't stop touching my belly for a second.It was too good to be true, it has been like two weeks since the IVF happened. I thought I would feel the little thing right away but so far, it was nothing, like I couldn't feel anything"How come it's not moving...aren't I supposed to be throwing up and acting all preggy"I mumbled as I sat up and raised my shirt so I could see my belly. It was flat and looked nothing like I was pregnant. How on earth, Justin said it was successful so why wasn't my belly big like a water balloon yet"I should get something to eat, "I said, crawling out of bed. I was so bored with nothing to do, I swear two weeks indoors with nothing to do nearly drove me crazy. All I did was sleep, look at my phone.
Yes, he would get angry but I just wanted to take a look. And when I turned the gold-made knob, I slightly pushed the door open and closed one eye as I peek in to see if Tiny, as they called the puppy, was there but he was nowhere to be seen hence I opened the door fully and I was stunned. My jaw dropped, I thought I would find some luxurious room with so many expensive things, but to my surprise, the room was just normal. I walked in and closed the door. My eyes shifted around and I smiled. It smelled lovely, like the man himself and I guessed it was so because the room was his"Tiny...where are you, buddy?"I called out to the little one in a soft low voice and lowered to check if he was hiding anyway. I searched the bed but he was nowhere to be seen. I looked around the bed, the dressing mirror and I searched the balcony but still, I didn't find it."Maybe he isn't here" I muttered with a frown resting my hands on my hips. I'm sure if Julia was right about the little puppy being any
(Vivienne) I was sweating all over keeping my eyes away from the grumpy man who was enraged beyond reason. I only looked up at him one time but his red eyes were enough to scare the living daylight out of me. I acted in a naive way despite everything I was told about getting in his room and touching his things and now he was angry at me although he only shouted at me once, to leave his room and never set my feet there. I was anxious as I sat in the living room waiting for the victor to come so that I could say sorry to him I saw Beverly walk in a few minutes ago and I guessed she was seeing Victor. I was hoping to see her so I asked her a few questions about Victor "It's just been two weeks and you made him angry...tsk tsk...I wonder where he picked a classless girl like you from" as if my situation wasn't enough I have to deal with Monica's tantrums. She approached where I was sitting and sat down elegantly as she reached for a fashion magazine on the side table and crossed her le
After saying my goodbye to Beverly, I fixed myself and paced around the living room before I could go ahead and meet the grumpy man. I had to say, Beverly was a kind-hearted woman. I hated the way Monica spoke to her but keeping that aside, I knocked on the door to the study room and moved back as I waited for the man inside to say a come in. I was a little nervous as I fiddled with my cold hands, digging my nails in my palm while biting my bottom lip anxiously. A while passed and I heard a come in, I slowly but surely pushed the door open and walked inside and closed it back as I made my way to the grumpy man half sitting on his wooden desk. I stood to the sides like an obedient child with my head lowered. If I were to stand with him. I swore I would look like his little daughter although my features weren't so timid, I was a lot bold and confident but with Victor he made me seem like a scared little girl who had to be obedient to him and that was not what I liked I stood there w
(Vivienne)I always had this assumption about rich people. They were classy, lived in big mansions, and ate good food. Wore expensive clothes and jewelry.They had nothing to worry about because they had all the things more money could buy for them.I always thought rich people were happy and never went through emotional things or problems because they had money hence lived a happy lifeThis was the main reason why I wanted to be successful, if I had money no one would look down on me. No one would reject me and call me a gold digger just because I was lacking something. To me having money was a source of happiness and no could make me think otherwise "Please make sure you eat a lot...sir ordered us to make some fruit salad for you as well, "J Julia said as soon as she came back to the dining room and two other female servers who barely said a word started fishing out the food. I sat there, I counted the chairs at the dining table and they were close to eight or ten. The gold-made ta
I was hurting inside and losing connection with consciousness, I could only hear distant voices and felt a pair of hands lift me off the floor taking me to a place I didn't know "How is she?" It was Victor who asked the two doctors he specifically invited to his house and were at his disposal no matter what time it may be. This was important to him and when he was called that his surrogate was having a fit. He dropped whatever he was doing and rushed to her "Sir...she's calm now...I gave her an injection to stop the pain"one of the doctors answered as he continued checking Vivienne. The entire house was shaken by the incident. No one knew what had happened to Vivienne and victor was the agitated one. "You told me there was nothing to worry about...what the heck is this... it's been two weeks and she was fitting!"Victor made a low yell as he said the words bitterly. He warned all the highly trained and capable doctors he could find around the country. He even went as far as getting
(Vivienne)The following morning came like the wind, The day dawned crisp and clear. The sun poured through my window. Vivienne shifted around on the bed feeling someone's weight on her body."Stop it" she mumbled as she slapped a hand or finger which was poking her face or feeling her skin. She wanted to open her eyes but she wanted to continue her sleep"Is she real...look at her skin...her hair looks dolly like"I heard someone say in my sleep and my brows crossed as I stopped moving. Was it a dream but it sounded real, more like there was a person in my room sitting on my bed looking at me with intense eyes, and when I thought about that and gathered all the possibilities? My eyes instantly flew open only to "Ahhh!"I screamed loudly and immediately kicked the person who was on me, staring at me with sharp force. Eyes. "Damn it girl" I heard a groan coming from the floor and with heavy breathing, I quickly wrapped the sheets around my body and went on my knees to see who it was th
The sun was bright. The light of dawn seeped into my room. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window. There was a pearly glow in the sky. I smiled as I stretched my hand out as if to catch the rays of the sun The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky which made it look mesmerizing. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene. I loved mornings the most and looking at the blue sky with white clouds. I giggled but soon stopped when I sneezed some movements in the garden. Yes, my room had a garden view and I had to say it was glorious, absolutely magnificent that I dashed away from the window and left my room. "Morning Ms…"I was greeted by someone immediately I stepped out of my room but I didn't stay for long however I just nodded with a smile and proceeded to the stairsThe house was nice and clean and as always empty. I guessed Victor was already gone which was a good thing