Chapter 3

CHAPTER THREE

Sophia’s POV

By the time I returned to the hotel, I felt exhausted.

Not jus physically but emotionally .

Everything that happened at the company kept replaying inside my head.

Seeing Ethan again, hearing  his voice, the  anger in his eyes and importantly, the  little boy who called him Daddy, that gives me reason he can’t know about the twins yet 

I pushed the thoughts away as I opened the hotel room door where my children are.

The twins were sitting on the bed watching cartoons.

The moment they saw me, they jumped up. “Mum!”

My daughter was the first to notice something was wrong.

She narrowed her eyes.“What happened?”

“Nothing happened,” I replied immediately.

She folded her arms.“That face says something happened.”

I forced a smile.“It is nothing.”

My son walked closer and held my hand.

“Mum, did you get the job?”

I shook my head. “The interview didn’t happen.”

Both children looked confused.

“What do you mean it didn’t happen?” my daughter asked.

I sat down on the bed and sighed.“A lot happened, but the interview didn’t happen”

My son looked disappointed. “So we have to look for another one?”

“Yes,” I said softly.

“I’ll search somewhere else tomorrow.”

They dint say anything, I knew they were so disappointed and I hated seeing that look on their faces.

They didn’t  complained, they  never asked for expensive things but  they knew money was Peniel here.

My daughter eventually shrugged.“It is okay, Mum.”

My son nodded. “You always find a way.”

Those simple words almost made me cry before  I could reply the , my phone vibrated inside my bag.

I frowned and reached for it, it was an email notification.

My eyes immediately landed on the sender.

Willy Company.

My heart skipped. Why would they be sending me an email? The interview never happened!

Slowly, I opened it. The twins moved closer, both trying to read over my shoulder.

The first word appeared on the screen. Congratulations!

I blinked, then I  read it again and again again.

For a few seconds, I genuinely thought I was reading the wrong email. “Mum?” my daughter asked.

“What does it say?”

I looked at them, then back at the screen, then  back at them again.

“It says…”

I swallowed.“It says I got the job.”

“What?” Both of them shouted at the same time.

My son grabbed my arm. “But you said the interview didn’t happen.”

“Exactly,” my daughter added.

Yes, I didn’t at all, so how? II stared at the email again, that  was when I rememberedc my  resume I had dropped it in Ethan’s office, on the floor when I saw him, I never picked it up before leaving.

That was how they got my details.

There was no way this happened without Ethan.

“Mum?” My son called again.

I forced a smile and pushed those thoughts away.“Maybe I’m just lucky.”

The twins exchanged looks before smiling.

My daughter threw her arms around me.n“Does that mean we’re staying?”

I laughed softly.

“Looks like it.”

My son hugged me too.m“Does that mean we don’t have to worry anymore?”

I wrapped my arms around both of them.n“Yes.”

For the first time that day, I allowed myself to smile.

“Mum will be able to take care of you.”

My daughter grinned.  “Can we order pizza tonight?”

I laughed. “There it is.”

“What?”

“You always think about food.”

She gasped dramatically. “I am growing.”

My son nodded seriously.

“She’s always growing.”

That earned him a pillow to the face, they were laughing and I watched them and smiled.

But deep inside, one question refused to leave my mind.

Why would Ethan give me this job after everything that happened between us?

Whatever it’s, I knew Ethan had a reason.&