Hey goodnight! All good? Well, I just wrote this chapter, it's nothing great but I think it's important for the characters to grow, for Sam and Jordan to get to know each other, forgive each other. Soon I will upload another chapter, I hope you like this chapter here... Kisses and until next time.
A few days had passed and both Jordan and I were pretty excited. Tomorrow I would get to the little things so we can set up the babies' room, and we were also doing well, regarding the organization of the fundraiser for his family's company.I convinced him to go talk to his father, actually spend the day at the company with him, knowing how a little bit of everything worked there, I didn't do this just in the interest of the party, but because I believe that father and son needed this connection, so I had to be a little hard on him and convince him. Well, it wouldn't be different with me because I would spend the whole afternoon with Susan and Emma, I would receive tips from both, my mother-in-law would show me some photos and videos of her ornaments and indeed I am happy that everything is going so well.Today I have an appointment with Patrick, I was going to see how the babies were doing and from there I would go straight to Susan's house. My husband would not go with me to the
"So every year the form of the event is different?” I ask Susan."Yes, we always try to innovate in the best possible way.” says my mother-in-law."See this one here Sam, from two years ago and this one from last year.” Emma shows me an album with several photos, One more beautiful than the other. Both are really great at what they do, I'm delighted."Last year's auction? I've never been to one, I always thought it was cool" they laugh "But, in breach of secrecy, how much do you, I mean, the institutions that will be benefited receive? So when it comes to auctions?" I ask them."It depends a lot on what will be auctioned, the taste of the people who are there participating, how much they are willing to buy." says my sister-in-law."Last year, we had a collection of 60 million. In the penultimate auction we held, it was 100 million. Because both were different, works or products by different brands or artists." Susan says and my mouth opens."Wow, how much difference and how much money
One month laterMy belly was huge, and I hadn't even reached the seventh month of pregnancy yet. The twins were really making me very tired, and in pain. Jordan helped me a lot, both in our apartment and in our party project. He was trying to reconcile all that with his college and, internship.I can see how tired he is, so I do my best not to overwhelm him.Today I will be meeting with Rebecca, she had something to tell and she was excited. I haven't seen her for a while, and I missed you, Becca was slowly disappearing from my life as if she were never quite a part of it.I understand that she has college, work, and other friendships, but she said she would be here for me, who would help me with the baby, however a few months after my marriage our friendship cooled down and I wonder if it was my fault.Sean doesn't tell me anything, just says it's fine, they're fine, and changes the subject. But today things would be cleared up between the two of us, and then everything would be okay.
Rebecca's revelation caught me completely off guard.I could list and imagine everything, what she could have done but not get pregnant, especially with a stranger. But after all, who was I to say something about this issue, right?My friend was happy to go to Ireland but was suffering from the mess she got herself into. I gave the support she needed at that moment, I was a friend in the same way she had been with me and, even knowing that it was a mistake that she herself sought out of lack of confidence, I stayed there for her and I will stay until the last moment.I confess my heart and mind was also on Sean, my brother. How long have they been hiding this from me? In fact, why did he hide it from me?It was then that I remembered our meeting at the cemetery, at Mom's grave, I remembered their words when saying how it ended up there.That was a sign for both of us, I was suffering because of Jordan, with Jessica's damn suffocation at home, and he was hurting because of Rebecca. We d
"Why didn't you tell me that your doctor was now the pervert doctor?" Jordan asks as we leave the consultation.“What difference does it make?” I ask and get in the car."All the difference Sam! The guy came on to you, in front of me, while you were bedridden and unable to even react. Did you know that could qualify as harassment?” I laugh at him."Are you by any chance jealous, Jordan?" I say.“Of course I am, you're my fucking woman. I don't like the idea that there are other guys hitting on you, especially in front of me.” I'm taken aback by his confession."Since when do you worry about this?" I ask him and he takes a deep breath."From the moment you agreed to stay with me, give me a chance, from the damn moment I fell in love with you. Satisfied?" my heart leaps with joy and in my stomach, butterflies fly.Hearing him say that out loud was a little embarrassing because we had never really talked about how we felt about each other.But it was also amazing and warming to hear thos
Seeing that decapitated fetus made me nauseous, and a really bad feeling inside of me.Whoever sent that did it with the intention of provoking and threatening us. But who would do this kind of thing, are you mean?Sam had a blood pressure drop from the scare, I called Sean and called the police too. Sean arrived with my sister, and I found it strange, and soon after the police arrived. I followed Sam to the hospital, my brother-in-law and sister stayed at my apartment to clean up.Sam underwent some tests, an ultrasound was done and everything was fine with her and the babies. The fainting was caused by the drop in pressure, due to the fright she had suffered.My mind was spinning, trying to find a culprit, trying to imagine who would do such a thing, but nothing came.I was angry, worried and with a lot of hate inside me, now that things were moving forward between me and my wife, a motherfucker tries to screw everything up. But it won't stay like that, I'm going to find out who was
Samantha pov'sJordan was spoiling me a lot.I felt like a real baby and I confess: I loved all that attention coming from him.A few days ago I completed seven months of pregnancy and it was being very tiring for me. I didn't even know what it was like to sleep normally, babies moved too much and that caused me a lot of pain, at times. Apart from that I had put on a lot of weight, and my feet were twice the size, no sandals fit anymore and my clothes then, not to mention. Reaching this gestation period was leaving me with low self-esteem, which never happened to me.I take a deep breath and get out of bed with a little difficulty, I need to take a shower, feed my children, because this hunger I feel is not normal, right after that I'll need to help Jordan, in two months it's the company's fundraiser, and we need to see the invitation model to approve and send it as soon as possible. We were able to rent a space that would be perfect for the occasion. It was a famous singer's mansion,
I close my eyes as I taste the risotto that Jordan talked about so much and it was delicious. That would definitely be the starter dish, no argument."Is that the one?" asks the blonde next to me."No doubt! Madam, can you bring us the next dishes so we can choose the main one." I say and the lady with well-groomed gray hair smiles and leaves towards the kitchen.Minutes later I see several waiters bringing all kinds of food, making my mouth water."Try this one Sam." says Jordan and I open my mouth and bite into a piece of fillet.The meat was juicy and tender, it was just right. I let out an involuntary moan and my husband laughed at me."Sorry Mrs. Edith, but it's delicious." I say and she smiles."Imagine dear, you can feel free. I know very well how our body works and tastes during pregnancy." I smiled gratefully at her at the same moment.The next thing was grilled chicken breast, with rice and mashed potatoes, and there I was, dying in love with all that food.[...]Hours later