I'm not aware that pregnancy comes with so many emotions because I can feel my mood changing every now and then.And the fact that I actually always lock myself up in my room to cry. I know I’m hurt that Charlie left me with these loads of kids in me, but the tears were beyond that because I can literally cry for no reason.The doctor explained that it was part of the pregnancy and nothing was wrong with me, and honestly, I can't wait to be done with this period of my life.I can't wait to give birth because my stomach got bigger as the months went by, and I'm apparently in the ninth month now.Lately, I have been trying to keep myself busy by reading two books every day, trying to distract myself from so many thoughts and forget this hurt so I can move on with my life. Reality has finally dawned on me that Charlie truly left, and there is no way I can find him. He has absolutely forgotten about me and has no clue that I have his babies growing in my womb. I have to finally decide in
Charlie POVThe door slams hard as she follows me into the bedroom. I take off the brown suit sluggishly as I arch my shoulder with a tiny growl escaping my chest. She walks in with her brow climbing up her face. I haven’t been paying much attention to the worries on her face because lately my mind has been too occupied with work and something else. We're just returning from work and I'm worn out.“Is something bothering you, Charlie? You have been looking so weird lately.” She saunters towards me as she blocks me from moving forward, standing in front of me. I smile at her as I study her expression on her face.“Nothing is wrong; maybe I’m just stressed." I hastily kissed her to clear her doubt. She wraps her arms around my neck as she kisses me back.I have been in charge of the company that was transferred to my name ever since I signed the marriage papers and had a court wedding with her.We have been legally married for five years now, and something still feels off about me. I
I come out of the car as I park in front of the newest and most popular florist shop in town. The only florist shop that excludes sophistication and elegance. It’s mine, in case you are curious about that. I press the remote of the car, making sure the car is properly locked. I walk patiently, with my red silhouette heels, towards my shop. Since I gave birth to my kids, I have been able to pick myself up again and make use of the money Zac sent me through Diana. I knew I wasn’t going to get another favor like I did; I meant getting that kind of huge amount again. Opportunity comes once in a lifetime, they say, so I grabbed the opportunity and used the money to fulfill one of my biggest dreams. Which was being a florist and a brand where I could stock all the most beautiful flowers in the universe and be the first to set my eyes on the beauties. “Good morning, ma’am Lily.” Flora beams as I step in through the thick glass door. She is early as always and has already arranged most of
“Whoa, Lily is back, baby!” Pelars screams at Pearl, who is sitting on her legs. I walk into the sitting room, paying less attention to them as I slam the door behind me, hastily running towards my room, fuming in anger.“ Huh? Lily?” I hear her whispers as she puts Pearl down and runs after me. I don’t look back as I run into the room, slamming the door with ease, when I notice that the rest of my kids are sleeping on the bed apart from Pearl, who is in the sitting room.“Lily, open up!” I lean on the door with extreme pain in the back of my neck. I'm fighting it back not to let out the tears. My kids are sleeping, and I can’t wake them up with the ugly sound from my throat.She continues to knock, and it suddenly gets louder when a loud cry escapes my lips. I thought I had it under control, but I was wrong.My throat is hurting badly, and I can no longer force the tears back. I block the sound with my hand glued to my mouth, but I can tell that Pelars can hear them.“Lily, you need
Pelars steps away from the door so I can see whoever it is that is at the door.She raises her brow, using eye contact, to say, ‘Who is he?’ My hand goes cold as I see who it is.It’s the man from earlier, the one who asked if I was okay and needed to talk after I did wipe my tears with the handkerchief he offered me.“ What? Did you follow me here?” I yell at him, as the first thing that emits from my chest is anger.I stare at his coffee brown eyes as he looks innocent, like someone who means no harm, but hell no, you can never trust their looks.They can be heartless if they want to, and their looks are just a form of disguise.“I’m sorry I had to. With the way you lashed out at me earlier, it got me so curious about what my gender has done to you.” He gulps calmly as he speaks; his voice isn’t hoarse or deep like Charlie's, but it has the calmness in it that makes you want to hear more of it.My stomach flips as I take him in; he has brown, short, curly hair; he is about 6’5 feet
Charlie POV I check the exclusive silver watch on my wrist after waiting for more than five minutes extra in the meeting hall. As the chairman of the group, I sit on the larger chair that is positioned in the middle of other members sitting positions. I tap my black polished shoe on the floor a couple of times as we wait for a few more members before the meeting kicks off. The tapping of my shoe on the floor increases as I get a flash of what happened last night. I murmured Lily’s name again and have finally come to the conclusion that I’m going insane. Elisa and I had another fight last night because of Lily, who doesn't even exist to me, and now she is so desperate to find out who Lily is. She no longer believes that the lily I speak of is just a flower. I hiss at myself the more I think about it. Why should I expect her to believe just the lie I told her? Is she that dumb or stupid? Maybe someone else will believe, but not Elisa. She is too smart for my childish lie. I get th
I walk through the thick glass door, sauntering into the shop, as I spot Flora trimming some flowers as usual and properly arranging them in a transparent vessel.I hasten my step with the high black heel I wore, coupled with the black long dress and a red hat. I take out my dark shade and drop the hat on my table, including my handbag, while I prepare to take care of these beauties.“ Hey.” I holler; she isn’t even aware of the time I step in, as she is so focused on the Nicotiana flower, cutting the stems.“Holy Shit! When did you step in?” She gasps as she widens her eyes in anguish.“You need to be more active, Flora. What if it was a customer who stepped in to steal? Anyway, you are lucky there are cameras in the shop. Between, how have things been?” I sigh, walking near her.“It’s been going pretty well." She glances at me and smiles, but stops smiling as she pays attention to my eyes."Are you good, Lily?” She asks as her eyes narrow at me.I gaze at the expression on her face
"You might want to come along in my car.” I hear a male voice, and I’m startled as I sway back to glare at him.“What are you doing here?” I yell out due to the hurt that I feel at the back of my throat. After what Flora has just told me, I strongly feel something might go wrong with my kids, and I cannot allow anything to happen to them. No one should fucking touch them.“Lily, I came to offer my help like I said.” It’s the guy from earlier, George. How did he even know my shop? He must have asked around because it's one of the most popular florist shops in town.My curly blonde hair waves across my face as I stare at him, the sunlight flashing on my face. “ I..”I open my mouth to speak, but he beats me to it.“Your hair looks so beautiful when sunlight falls on it. It shines like bright gold.” He smiles; his cheek has dimples. I’m seeing it for the first time because he just smiled for the first time.I flicker my gaze at him, tucking my hair behind my ears for clearer vision. “Tha