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"Yes, but I never got the chance to confess to your mommy. I only admired her from afar, and when I finally decided to confess, I was unexpectedly taken away from school," Mikhail complained, a hint of sadness in his expression."That's bad," Alexis sympathized, feeling sorry that the love story between his mom and Mikhail had been left unfinished."But it's alright. When I visit next time, I'll make sure to ask your mom to marry me!" Mikhail declared confidently."Hooray! Mom is getting married! I'll have a daddy!" Alexis cheered."Shh! Remember, keep it a secret, okay? Don't tell anyone, not even your mom," Mikhail cautioned, placing a finger to his lips."I promise I won't!" Alexis vowed, and Mikhail affectionately patted his head."You're such a good boy," Mikhail praised with a warm smile.As Alexis and Mrs. Penelope entered the hospital, Mikhail headed towards his car.By the time Alexis had finished his ice cream, and he eagerly ran to his mom."Mom! Can I see the baby? Please,
"No one should breathe a word about the late baby to my wife. It's our secret to bear. Alexis and the rest must keep quiet. I'll inform my father-in-law when he arrives," Xavier instructed quietly."Understood," Aysel nodded, relieved to see Xavier looking more composed than before."Janetta has been moved, and the baby is in the incubator. The doctor wants to see you now," Aysel informed him."Good, I'll be back soon," Xavier replied, flashing a brief smile before heading to the doctor's office.Aysel faced Mikhail with a sincere smile of appreciation on her face. "Um..you are?” Aysel asked. Mikhail extended his hand with a charming grin. "Mikhail Valor," he introduced himself, knowing his name might ring a bell. Mikhail’s grin on his lips never faded away as he continued smiling at her confused adorable face. "Yes?..” He said. "Do I know you from somewhere?” Aysel asked, knowing that his name sounded very familiar. Mikhail's grin remained as he replied, " No? Yes? Maybe you kno
Aysel could not just find herself accepting someone else calling her child a look-alike of Anthony Garcia. It's like a forbidden word to her ears. loud cries continued from the labor room in the background admist. "Aysel, be calm. What's up with you all of a sudden?” Mrs. Penelope asked, walking over to meet her. Mikhail raised his hands up as he got up to his feet, towering over Aysel’s average-looking height. "I mean no harm. What's the need to be so angry? Fine, I won't repeat that again.” Mikhail apologized immediately. "Mom,” Alexis called, pulling Aysel’s hand and Aysel peered down at him, the anger in her eyes still visible. "Don't yell at Uncle. He is nice and means no harm to me. He was only saying, he didn't mean to raise any issue, mommy. And uncle had helped take Aunty to the hospital in his car after the accident. I was on the road, crying and trying to help Aunty but all my efforts turned useless. No one came to help except him,” "What?” Aysel exclaimed, shocked to
"Get your ass up, Aysel. You have a lot of chores to do, don't you?” Aysel sat up and grabbed her phone. She dialed a number and it got connected in no time. "Good morning, Mom,” Aysel beamed with a wide smile on her glowing face. "Good morning, dear. How are you and my grandson doing? Hope he isn't giving you a headache, right?” Camellia asked on her side of the line. "Yes, he is! He made me chase after him a lot before he agreed to go to school! I even hurt my arm because of him!” Aysel exclaimed frustratedly, rolling her brown eyes as she let out a hard sigh. "Though, he is off to school now,” Aysel said, getting up from her bed. "It won't be bad if Alexis does give you a headache besides, karma is real. You did the same thing to me when you were little,” Camellia muttered with a small giggle. On leaving the room heard something from her mom which made her forehead form a line because she wasn't sure if had heard it right or if her mom had even said anything. "Did you say s
Five Years Later. "Mama, please! I don't want to go to school!" pleaded a young boy of around five years old, his wavy, short brown hair bouncing as he darted around the spacious sitting room. Seeking refuge, he scurried behind the dining chairs, attempting to evade his determined mother."Alexis, come back here! It's time for your bath, and you have exams today," called out a young woman with a similar shade of brown hair, neatly tied up in a bun. She wore a simple, flowing dress, but her face showed signs of exhaustion. She had been chasing after the mischievous little rascal for several minutes now, but he adamantly refused to comply, insisting that he didn't want to go to school! "I don't want to! I hate my teacher! She always pulls my ear and calls me a naughty boy, even when I haven't done anything wrong!" he exclaimed in a frustrated, childlike tone, as he came out from his hiding spot only to swiftly move to another, repeating the pattern."Did you just say you did nothing
"I know you love us, Anthony. Talk to me, tell us if Scarlett is forcing you to do this against your wish. I know she is, cause the Anthony I knew over the months would never point a gun at his son and wouldn't ask for a divorce. So speak up Tony and end this DRAMA!” Aysel yelled, abruptly approaching Anthony once she found the chance and took the gun from him but Anthony quickly had his fingers around the trigger and shot it at Aysel. Janetta's quick-witted eyes saw it coming and she quickly pulled Aysel away as it grazed Aysel’s cheek slightly. "Ahh”Aysel let out a yelp, her palm on her cheeks, as her tears grew in her eyes, feeling the slight stinging pain on her cheeks. "Mr. STEWART, give the damned papers to her right now!” Anthony commanded in a formidable tone. The man who was lost in the unfolding scene happening before him jolted out from it. "Ahem. Yes. Yes,” He cleared his throat and went forward to meet the lady who had her hand in her cheeks. "Mrs. Aysel Brown, pleas