Chapter 8

A message entered my phone which had me getting out of my head for a second. I picked it up from the table to look at which had me smiling from ear to ear.

Opening the message I found it to be a picture of a rare painting which I had told him I liked. The message was from Travis Wilson, a rich suitor.

‘Do you like it?’ he texted after the picture as I chuckled a little before sitting in my chair.

Thinking back on where I had first met the man, I found it to be when I had first started my bakery business. I had started the business beside my house since I could not handle the stress of going too far from the children.

Handling triplets and the business was not an easy feat but I was ready to do it and that was what I did.

When I had met Travis, I had seen him as a man who was ridiculously rich. He did not waste time in flaunting his wealth before me which had me rolling my eyes.

He had shown a liking to me which none of us could deny was there. I had told him of my children which