Hahahaha
He couldn't help it. He covered his mouth with his palm and giggled, attracting attention from those passing by.
He was inside the male restroom and currently staring at his own reflection. The image of how she dramatically explained how he behaves in the toilet was just hilarious.
How could a woman be so fearless and shameless? The question popped up.
It was cringy yet hilarious.
He splashes his face with water and looks down at the spot he was stained with the baby poop, which has been washed away.
Words couldn't describe his amazement right now. He shook it off as a terrible yet cute experience and got out of the restroom.
He headed towards his friend's office and soon, he came to join him.
"Bryce, I'm so sorry about what happened earlier……" Before Kyle could complete the sentence, he waved his finger to indicate that it's no big deal.
He took a good look at him. "Are you sure? She stained you with…… Gosh! That woman!" Kyle massaged his temple.
"It's alright." Bryce assured him and soon they start with their meeting.
"Your dad is still keen on making you get engaged with that Kelly?" Kyle asked.
Bryce shook his head helplessly.
"Yeah. You could read me like an open book, Kyle. I'm so damn stressed out with his continuous nagging.
I will be attending the coming banquet with her next month. They aren't even considering the girl's or my feelings before having a meeting behind our backs and then informing us of the nonsense." Bryce ranted.
His friend was the only one he could open up with about his family issues.
He is the only heir and current CEO of the mighty Desmond Enterprise, which deals in all types of business there is.
Not only oil and gas, jewelry making, banking and finance, firms, hospitals and all, they have connections outside the countries and are popularly known.
He just recently took over and they've started planning his life for him. A family friend's daughter and he, were being forced to make a reunion.
Like seriously, he just wonders why the rich must marry the rich.
That was what they kept telling him.
She's well mannered and rich. A heiress and all, but on a bright side, he wasn't even seeing any benefit in the marriage, gain-wise.
They have rivals, but not strong enough to affect what they had.
He had his own business which he had established with his own money and it's very precious to him, yet he had to leave it in his friend's care and face the burden of thousands of workers relying on the performance of his management.
This mall means a lot, because it's the only business that doesn't include his family money. The only place to run to, if something came up and he had to leave his family's wealth behind.
He cherished it and never failed to come and see how it's going once in a while.
Seeing the blooming of it alone, brings unexplainable joy.
"The girl is pretty though. I saw her in the newspaper, officially opening their new branch. Seems like the hardworking type, and are you sure she's not interested in you?" Kyle asked, wondering if it was only Bryce feeling forced here.
"Hmm…. I'm not sure and I don't think I care about that. I don't have any plans for marriage now. Not even dating." Bryce replied.
"They will disturb you a lot. I hope you're ready for this." Kyle teased, even though he knew Bryce's temperament.
If he's keen, then no one is going to make him do something that he does not wish to.
Their conversation went on. They discussed the progress of the mall, the growth and things that needed his consent before being implemented.
After their meeting, Bryce bid farewell to his friend after they agreed to meet up later and left.
While leaving, he couldn't help looking around to locate the possessive mother fighting over poop.
Fair enough, he saw her.
A cute baby boy was strapped to her body with a carrier and she was busy attending to customers, looking serious, but never failing to smile so sweetly when she looked down at the baby.
He was mesmerized by the warmth radiating from that smile. It was too shiny for one to look at and not bow to the sincerity in it.
A true love of a mother to her son.
He was playing both roles diligently. The way she handled customers was so sharp and polite. You won't even find any excuse and the baby wasn't the crying type, which helped a lot.
He had no idea how long he had been staring, but their eyes met.
He didn't look away and she didn't either.
He could see the flicker of emotions in her eyes the second they locked eye contact, but it vanished as it came.
More like feeling shocked and then resolving that this person isn't worth stressing on.
She returned to what she was doing, but he was curious to see what the boy looked like, so he walked to one of the shelves to purchase something and approached as a customer.
He roamed about the stalls and finally decided to buy a handkerchief.
"What!"
The sun was at its peak and anyone who cares for their skin will definitely stay out of it, yet that doesn't seem to be a concern to these two desperate women.In a certain part of the town, Melanie was having her baby strapped to her body with a baby shawl shielding him from the sun, but Mel was exposed to it.
Sitting inside the living room of one of the biggest mansions built in country M, was a well built man in his late 60s.
With a loud bang sound, a big almost giant door was slammed shut, with a furious looking lady gasping for air.
It was in the middle of the night when the door to Mel and Amy's house was forced open and here they come.
"Oh my God! Amy!" Mel screamed and was about to dash towards her when she was held from behind.Tears pour from her eyes like a raindrop.Fortunately, Amy was shot at he
Shock.
"I'm near ah!" Bryce cried in pleasure as he continued to pound her harsh and fast."Hmmmm….. god!" Mel exclaimed and moaned aloud, feeling herself about to climax as well.And what he said to her made her heart skipped, because she thought he was clouded by lust and could only think of the sweetness he's feeling from having his first sex, but it seems he was aware of what he's doing and was fucking her this hard and crazy intentionally."I will feel you up with my seed and make sure you carry my baby. I can't let you escape from me, Mel. Let's get married quickly. Ahhhhh.."They both came at the same time and that wasn't the end.She got her m
As Mel stared at the building she has traveled miles to reach, her heart tightened.Yes!She was currently staring at the house, in which Bryce was hiding to clear his head of her.How dare him try to clear her out of his head!Mel couldn't believe all she heard from Kyle.Fool!That was what both of them were.
Sitting across Mel, Alex's eyes were all red and sadness was written all over his expression.Mel just patiently explained everything that happened to him in a confiding tone that broke Alex's heart in a million pieces.He wanted to say he would make it up to her and make her forget, but he knew he would always be a reminder of those past incidents to her.She will never feel safe with him, since it was his family that hurt her this much.He lightly brushed off Bryce's involvement the last time Mel told him it was he, who saved her, but after hearing the whole
Mel didn't ponder much on her friend's question, before shaking her head."No. I don't deserve him, Amy. It's not all feeling one should act upon and this is one of those." Mel explained.Amy rolled her eyes at that."What are you worried about? He likes you, and you like him. He's a great guy and he cares for you so much that I want to shove you to him by force if possible, but feelings actually exist between you two and you're acting this way." Amy said, scolding her."I know what I'm saying Amy. Like I mentioned before, he told me why he's helping me.
"Bryce, please it's enough." Kyle pleaded with Bryce who was now on his 8th bottle of alcohol.His friend seem to be feeling miserable, because no matter how much he tried to console him, he just wouldn't stop drinking.They are inside a bar parlor. A private one to be precise and server keeps coming in and going out, because more drink are being delivered.Now, Bryce is on his 12th bottle.Gosh! Kyle couldn't even recalled the last time he saw Bryce drink.Even when he
Alex wanted to talk, but Mel beat him to it, still clutching onto her baby like he might disappear if she held her any lighter."Alex, I know you're not entirely at fault, but don't act like the villain here isn't your father.I'm the only victim here, because you can never imagine what I went through, so respect this space I wanted.I said I will call and I will." Mel said and turned around, walking towards the car she brought."Mama." She heard her baby called and smiled softly.
"Where are you taking him?" Chairman Charles asked.Well, he was at home because of her wife's devastated condition and the fear that she might hurt her own kids out of annoyance, because the woman still refused to calm down.He was called by Alex's assistant that Alex went to Bryce's office, and came out looking very restless as if he couldn't wait to do something.The man, even though was scared, have expected this day to come.But sadly, he couldn't bring himself to say so many bad words against Mel like before.
The more his story makes sense, the more Bryce felt more and more scared."You were at a gun point that day and I couldn't think of anything other than protecting you, so I agree to take the phone call." Alex explained and Mel recalled that she was excited to get him off her back to secretly buy her pregnancy test kit that day and didn't wonder who the person that approached them was."I could see the red dot positioned at your back and I know how the man got when he was at the brink of losing itMel, I knew it would cost him nothing to ask his men to shoot you at that instant.
To say Alex was shocked would be an understatement.He never would have believed he could set his eyes on her again.He nearly felt hope after he had Collins with him. He would at times look at the boy and dream of a day Mel would be back.He knew that wouldn't be possible, but those thoughts just came on their own at those moments.She was just as beautiful as before, maybe more mature now.Her eyes now carried pain, which he's guilty of.