ANITA’S POV
My lips trembled at his words and my knees shook slightly beneath me, not minding the fact that I had two kids I was just meeting for the first time, called me 'Mama' with their little arms firmly wrapped around my legs in their embrace. They were quite identical and super adorable, with striking resemblance to their father, the boy most especially. Ryan's words just now kept reverberating in my head and my whole world seemed to have tumbled apart. The fact that I was a divorcée was a secret to all who knew me since I became Anita Richardson, even my agency wasn't aware of this; aside from Kristen, of course. This part of me, this dark past of mine was one that wasn't supposed to be ever heard of. But this man here... I felt the tears from my bewilderment and horror slowly cloud my vision. H-how did he find out about my past? How much of it does he already know? My eyes searched his piercing blue ones that were trained against mine. How great would it be if it were possible to read his thoughts from his facial expression? However, it was a wasted thought as Ryan had on a perfect poker face right now. I needed to say something, anything at all in my defense. However, even with my lips parted, words still failed me. "Don't stress it," Ryan whispered to me with a small smirk before he leaned away completely and soon nodded to one of the in-house staffs close by. I blinked my lashes severally to prevent my tears from falling as the elderly lady hurried closer and gave a slight bow of her head towards him. "Anita, this is Renee Adams, my chief butleress." He began saying like he didn't just dropped a bombshell several seconds ago. With my arms still resting on the shoulders of the kids, I turned to stare at the woman. She was super stunning for a woman in her late forties. I allowed myself a few seconds to wonder on how gorgeous she must have been in her twenties. "She's my most trusted in-house employee and has done well all through the years of her employment in my household." I nodded at Ryan and turned to offer a small smile at her. "Ms. Adams, this is my new wife, Anita Richardson. And yes, we got married recently. Please do take care of her and make sure all her needs are properly met. I trust you would do a good job as always." He gave her a knowing look and smile. "Of course, Mr. Rivers. You can rest assured concerning this," Renee smiled back at him and on raising her gaze to meet mine, she extended same smile at me. "You're welcome, Mrs. Rivers, it's an honor to serve a lady of such personality as you. I'm a big fan." She added the last sentence with a fast wink, making me chuckle and feel at ease around her immediately. I am now Mrs. Rivers? The change of name... I mused within me. Well, It's not really real anyway. I'd get use to it only for the moment it would last. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well, Ms. Adams. I look forward to your knowledgeable guidance as I perform my duties as a wife, mother and daughter in-law of the Rivers' household." I said, smiling also. And Renee gave a slight bow of her head. "It would be my pleasure," she smiled and Ryan cleared his throat. "Alright now, Renee please see Zach and Zara to their rooms, and ensure their nannies keep a good eye on them. I need to show my wife around our home." Ryan went on, acting like a loving husband. "Sure, Mr. Rivers," Renee said and beckoned towards the children. "Come on, kids. Nanny Snow and Nanny Lesley are waiting." A tight grip on my hands made me turn to look at them. Zara had a slight frown of disapproval as she held tightly to my hand and declared, much to my amazement. "No, Daddy. We want to stay with our Mama!" Zach seemed to also agree with her stance. How could they easily accept another woman as their mother within just a few minutes of meeting? Or did Ryan say something to them already? Wait, am I the only one who was left in the dark here? I averted my gaze from the kids to send my glare at him. He was now squatting closer to me in front of his children. "My adorable pumpkins," he gently stroke their hairs as he glanced from one to the other. "Don't worry, okay? Your Mama isn't going anywhere else. She's come to stay this time. Right, sweetheart?" I was scoffing mentally at his lies only to see that he had directed his last sentence at me, expecting a response. The children were looking expectantly at me too, with their big bright eyes. Their action made my heart melt and I almost swooned in adoration. "Uhh..." I gulped nothing immediately and quickly squatted down beside Ryan to caress Zara's silky hair which was in a pony tail. "Don't worry, little princess. Daddy is right. Mama is here to stay, okay?" If I were to indeed be a substitute wife for Ryan Rivers and also as a substitute mother to his kids, I might as well get into the role immediately. "Really?" Zach's blue eyes peered curiously into mine. He was speaking up for the first time since we met and he sounded just as adorable as his sister, only a little calmer. "Of course, my little prince. Mama isn't going anywhere." I smiled at him and gently stroked his soft, chubby cheeks. "Yay!!!" They immediately broke into a fit of happy laughter and without a warning, they threw their arms around my shoulders in a tight embrace. This reaction made my heart skipped a beat. A painful memory flashed in my mind's eye in that moment, and tears immediately pooled in my eyes as I reached out my arms around their small forms.ANITA'S POV I was up at 5:30am, the next day which was a Sunday, the beginning of a new week. Stretching carefully on my bed because I was aware the kids were with me, I allowed myself some few minutes of quietly watching them sleep, a satisfied smile on my face. The peaceful aura around them was very comforting. And I doubted I would ever get used to it. It was already a routine for the children to sleep in my bed most nights so it wasn't an unfamiliar task for me to read to them bedtime stories before they fall asleep most nights. Even as I examined Zara carefully to observe the condition of her hands, I was aware of the fact that I had woken up with a feeling of positivity. Hopefully, my inquiries in town today with Kristen would turn out well. Feeling glad Zara's palms seemed much better, I quietly hopped off my bed and commenced my usual morning routine. Which included; my quiet prayers, meditations, drinking of water, medications, few minutes of yoga workout, shower
ANITA'S POV 'His home, his business...' This was my initial thought after my attempts of trying to make Ryan change his mind proved futile. However, a bigger part of me couldn't just sit still on his decision of firing the kitchen staff. Because I was there too. I knew what it meant to be helpless that's why I couldn't allow the staff to get cut off from her job. Most especially when it was my fault also... I mean, if I hadn't taken the kids to the kitchen, or if I had been more observant of them, then such an incident would never have occured. I lowered my now empty glass cup on the counter, suddenly feeling grateful for the existence of water. It was necessary I drank water to help myself stay calm. Afterwards, I turned back to Ryan with an infinite resolve, locking my eyes against his annoyingly enticing blue ones. To think that I mentally tagged him a 'gentleman' several minutes ago. Ha! I've never been more wrong. "You know what? If anyone's to be blamed and
RYAN'S POV "I didn't learn to cook overnight, it was a necessity for us at the time. Because we had to learn how to survive by ourselves, my mother taught us..." Wait, what?! I was talking about my late mother to a total stranger who's also my wife! Well, substitute. I immediately caught myself quickly before I had slipped. What prompted me to feel so comfortable around Anita Richardson that I had unconsciously began to share such private detail about my childhood with her, wasn't something I could understand. In fact, everything in this present setting was wrong and totally out of our arrangements. However, not only had I cooked for her, now I was also...almost sharing a personal detail about myself with her. I mean, how did we get here?! My unexpected pause midway my sentence, made her seem even more curious. She had her attention hundred percent on me and I could see the obvious glimmer of surprise and expectation in her eyes. I smiled warmly at her as I dri
ANITA'S POV Moments after Dr Tim left with Ryan, Zach and Zara were fast asleep as was their usual routine most weekends. They don't seem to joke with their siestas _good for them_ and I'd just finished tucking them in bed. Thank goodness Zara's bed was large enough to contain three to four kids her age because Zach hadn't been willing to leave her side ever since she got hurt _Such a sweet little man he is_ Closing Zara's door after me carefully, I walked down the hallway, a little past Zach's room before hurrying down the spiral stairway, into the enormous living area downstairs and then down another elegant hallway, past the storage before I finally arrived at the kitchen. I needed to take care of the mess I left behind after Zara's injury, and also to complete my cooking. All the way down, I'd hoped Ms. Renee hadn't asked a staff to clean up after me. I had just gotten to the kitchen and was about to walk in when I halted at the unexpected sight that greeted my
RYAN'S POV Zara winced slightly as Dr Tim examined her hands and my jaw clenched with anger once again. I was told Caroline went out to see someone in a hurry but was on her way back to my manor on my order. I gave no second chances at all when it concerned the safety of my children. So of course, she'd be having a hell of a day today. Feeling the rage rise within me again, I knew I needed a distraction. Unintentionally, my gaze shifted from my daughter's hands to Anita's face only to catch her staring. On meeting my gaze, she held it for a few seconds more before returning those dreamy eyes back to Zara. Oh, damn! Why do I feel guilty all of a sudden because of a mere few seconds eye contact with her? Perhaps, I had been too harsh with her some moments ago. Do I have to apologize? "Thankfully, our little princess didn't get any blister or scar." Tim's words cut through my thoughts and I turned my gaze from Anita to him immediately. I noticed Zach's attention was h
RYAN'S POV Returning home earlier than scheduled after a hectic day at work with the aim to rest only to be welcomed by the news of your precious child in a dangerous situation, wasn't exactly what any parent would look forward to on a weekend. My eyes took in the scene of the kitchen immediately. From the look of things, Anita must have been playing chef with my children this time. It wasn't the first time I had seen her in the kitchen, however, it was the first time she'd be doing kitchen business with the children. But unfortunately, an accident must have occured. At the sight of Zara's face looking red from pain and tears, and her little palms slightly red _although it was being dipped in a bowl of ice_ my eyes twitched and my jaw clenched. Perhaps, Anita Richardson was taking her role too seriously and obviously needed a reminder that she was only a substitute. And 'that', for only a short time more... "It..it was an accident." She started to say, just as a flicker