Maria's POV.
The car glided across the streets, and it was beginning to drizzle, and I hated it. It was today; today, I had seen the man who broke my heart, who tossed me off like yesterday's trash. The thoughts danced in my head as the car sped off to the National Business Hall, the most popular hall, which comprises a grand hotel; it was where the business gala would take place. It was the night of awards to be handed to each business tycoon who had done so well over the years. I wonder if he would still remember me. I doubt. He might think that I had run off with a lover or something because he never saw anything good in me. Or maybe, he might think I was dead and struggling to find my feet. I laughed at the thoughts. Indeed. The chattering of the triplets came into my head; I was grateful for it, though. It helped push the stinging thoughts out of my head. "You will take the kids upstairs," I said to the nannies. " I have rented a room ." "Yes, ma'am”. They both said in unison. I have been so attached to my triplets that I take them almost everywhere with me. I just can't let them off my radar. "Congratulations ma'am." One of the nannies said, a smile stretching across her lips. I tilted my head. "For making it to the top of the awards”. She continued. "I watched it on TV, you were nominated for Best Renowned Entrepreneur." "Oh." I said beaming." Thank you so much. I'm still in shock." "You deserve it, ma'am, your hard work paid off." I smiled in appreciation of their kind words and told myself I would increase their salaries next month. The car pulled to a stop, and it seemed we were late for the event. The parking lot was almost full, cameras flashed, and journalists were almost everywhere, trying to force answers out of everyone. The driver rounded over the corner of the car and got it opened and another came with a small umbrella to keep the rain off my face. The nannies and two bouncers made sure my triplets were safe and took them to the suite where they had stayed. As expected, journalists crowded me and almost choked me with their questions but the bouncers managed to keep them away. Soon after, the award ceremony began, the hall was also filled with so many important people. Four years ago, I never imagined this would happen to me, that my life would change completely, that I would sit with very important people and be one of the best. I sat in the middle pew, obviously by the stares I was getting and also the camera flashes coming my way. I glanced around me, but he was nowhere in sight. I had gotten Information from a reliable source that he would be at the business gala and would also get an award, but it wasn't an important award; it was one of the lowest, and he was just a nominee. "Have you seen him, Madam?" Patty asked me, she knew nothing about Ethan and the reason why I wanted to see him. Well, for starters, I wanted revenge, I wanted my pound of flesh, for he and Susan to feel the heat of my anger and pain. I wanted to see the shock on their faces when they saw me, but I doubted if they would still remember; a lot had changed, and I had changed a lot, too. I hardly recognize the woman who stares back at me when I look in the mirror. I also got angry a lot, and I couldn't care less; the triplets were my priority, and they were the reason for my existence. And I would turn to an angry lion if anyone dares harm a hair on their head. Clapping and cheers rose as a young lady went up the stage to take her award, smiling and striking a pose for the camera. "It will be your turn soon Madam," Patty beamed. " I just can't wait ." Deep down I was feeling a mixture of happiness and anxiety. I had waited so long to see him to give him an angry look, but now, as the award ceremony went on and on, I wasn't sure if I could do it. To look up at the face of the man who hurt me. "Now the moment we all have been waiting for is here. “The MC, Mr. George Town, said, his voice booming. " In order of nomination for the award, the Best Renowned Entrepreneur is Naomi Jackson...." Cheers rose high up in the air, followed by clapping and cameras flashing. "Maggie Stone, Thomas Witcher ...." He went on and on saying out the name of the nominees. Then there was silence, which hung like a wet blanket; everyone could feel it, the anxiety, the nervousness. "And the award goes to....." There was a brief silence. "Give it up for NAOMI JACKSON!!!! " I couldn't believe my ears, I had gotten the award, it felt like a dream. There was a standing ovation as I walked to the stage, tears of joy on my cheeks. "We would like Ethan Moses Woods to do the honors by giving the award to Ms. Naomi Jackson." In my excitement, I didn't hear the name, but I saw the loud cheers that followed, a standing ovation, and just as the cheers died down, the crowd parted for him, and I couldn't believe it. It wasn't the way I was hoping to see him; he was the one who would hand the award over to me, and as if that wasn't enough. I saw one of the triplets racing down the aisle, the nannies couldn't stop him. "Daddy." He cried with excitement and held onto Ethan's leg. The crowd laughed, finding it funny and cute. Then Timmy turned to me and pointed and Ethan followed his fingers. "Mommy, can he be my daddyMaria's POV Some say before you die, you see your life flash before your eyes while you do nothing about it. In my case, it was fundamentally different. My heart stopped pumping blood as I died a thousand times from the inside. The imaginary death occurred when Timmy popped the question in the presence of Ethan. The son of a bitch wouldn't take his eyes off me. He paid attention as if his life depended on it while he waited for me to respond. I was grateful for Timmy's tiny voice, which made it difficult for the audience to grasp what he said. I looked clueless and helpless, hoping the ground would engulf me so I could be safe from the dilemma. “No, son. He isn't your father. And he can never be your father,” I told Timmy, my son. My response shattered Ethan's heart to shreds, and he was sweaty despite the air conditioner being on. Before that moment, I wasn't a staunch advocate for dishonesty. I've always taught my sons not to lie, but today, I had no choice
Susan's POV I watched Ethan approach Maria with desperation despite warning him against such a move.Minutes have gone past after he called Maria's attention, and she has failed to look in his direction The only time she looked in his direction, she denied knowing Ethan. “Let's get this clear; I don't know you.I have never met you before. And lastly, my name isn't Maria. For fucking sake, I'm Naomi Jackson. How difficult is it for you to understand that?”“Naomi Jackson? I don't think so. That's the greatest lie ever told in the history of mankind. Of course, you're Maria. My eyes aren't deceiving me,” Ethan argued as though his life depended on it. He had every reason to believe that Maria was playing a fast one on him.Deep down, he was hoping that the cameramen would emerge from their hidden place and say. “It's a prank. Of course, her name is Maria. She just wanted to know your reaction, and you fell for it,”Sadly, none of that happened. Instead, Maria denied knowing E
Maria's POVAs we drove home, Andrew and I never said a word to each other. It was starting to look like a breathing competition. We couldn't stare at each other in the eyes after what happened. Andrew understood the assignment and knew I needed to be left alone And the kids? They won't be disturbing me with their unnecessary demands. Fortunately for me, Patty was there to put them to satisfy their cravings. I don't know what I could have done without her presence. We finally got home after a fifteen-minute ride. The relief I felt that can't be explained. I could only think of one thing; heading inside my sturdy to reflect on everything that has happened in the last couple of minutes. "Please don't go yet.I wanna have a word with you," Andrew whispered to me when he realized I was making plans to leave. “Mom, aren't you coming with us?” Timmy asked me after he saw me stay back inside the car when everyone was out. He's the most inquisitive among his brothers. The Apple doesn
CHAPTER 10 Maria's POV “You want us to call the cops on someone we aren't aware of? Cut me some slack, Andrew. This ain't Hollywood. Fuck the cops and let's go check who's that,” I told Andrew while turning down his suggestion. The sad face he put up shows that he wasn't pleased that I didn't follow his command but who cares? I'm all about my instincts. I wasn't going to let Andrew play the lead role in my life when I was old enough to make certain decisions for myself. As I stepped outside the vehicle, I checked behind me and noticed that Andrew was following my trail. “Don't worry, just go. I got this,” Andrew assured me. We were like super crime fighter couples. Situations like this only happen in the movies. As we strode quietly to the gate, we met with the security who was fast asleep. Andrew and I shared a telling look. It's obvious that the same thing for Security. Another loud knock was heard on the gate that forced the security off his position. The m
Maria's POVIf Andrew hadn't consented, I wouldn't have allowed that insult from Susan like a hard pill.“I don't know if your ears have been infected by a deadly virus, but you need to understand this. I'm Naomi Jackson. This is going to be the last time I'll talk about it. Lastly, you have three minutes left.” I warned Susan.I lost count of how many times I've done that already. She probably feigned deaf ears to trigger my anger. I guess it's working already.“Why are you running away from the past like a coward that you are? Don't you wanna talk about it?” Susan got on my nerves again.I struggled to breathe. My hands were yearning to strangle Susan's neck, but I moaned to control them.I ignored Susan's shenanigan while I concentrated on Andrew. He's the reason I am in the mess. "If you don't call her to order, I will be forced to kick her out. And trust me, there's nothing you or anyone can do about that,“ I told Andrew while I went to an isolated corner. I folded my arms
Susan's POVThe rays of the morning sun flickered through my window as I rubbed my blurry eyes. “Goodness me! How did I sleep this long?” I exclaimed in shock after glaring at the wall clock. I wasn't a coffee drinker, but I lost sleep the previous night thinking about Ethan. His freedom matters to me more than anything else In the world. I woke up with a massive tombstone in my heart that might not be rolled away for generations to come. It feels to me like I'm carrying the world on my back. All thanks to Maria, who has given Ethan and me a run for our money. How she amassed so much wealth in a few years still baffles me. Not just the sudden wealth that bothers me; Maria also became stronger, more influential, and more powerful than ever before. She wasn't the same person I usually bullied around a couple of years ago. To think that she even had the guts to raise her hands on me. “I need to figure out how she made her money. Something ain't right. I bet she's involved in s
MARIA'S POV I raced up the stairs, my heart dancing with every step. Three years, three long years of cold, empty marriage, and now, finally, I had a reason to hope. I was pregnant. I could hardly breathe as I imagined the look on Ethan's face. Maybe, just maybe, this baby would change everything. Maybe it could make him see me and love me so much. Though he did, it was just a little, and ever since we got to the third year of our marriage, he started behaving so distant. I burst through the door, my cheeks flushed with excitement. But as soon as I stepped inside I heard muffled voices. I paused. My smile froze on my lips. I shook my head, pushing the doubt away. No, this was a happy day. But when I opened the door to our bedroom, my world shattered. There he was. Ethan, my husband was on the couch with a woman sitting casually across his lap like she belonged there. Her lips pressed against his, their bodies entwined as if I didn't exist. "Ethan!" I
Maria's POV "Come back here”. I heard a voice say behind me just when I was almost out of the house. A shiver ran down my spine and my legs felt so weak that I couldn't turn around. I already knew who had that voice; it was no other person but Ethan. His voice was ice cold and dripping with so much venom. "What did you just say?" he asked me, and before I could speak, he raised his finger in warning. “Don't even try to lie." I swallowed hard, sweat beads forming on my head, and I glanced up at Susan, who had her arms folded across her chest with a sly smile on her lips. I had wanted to leave peacefully without any trouble but now I guess that peace was far from me. "She threatened me, Ethan," Susan said, and in seconds, she was already beside him, holding his arms and casting a hateful glance my way. I felt so small, so insignificant my life had changed in just a few minutes. "She threatens to kill me, Ethan," Susan said, and without even waiting for confirmation, Ethan's
Susan's POVThe rays of the morning sun flickered through my window as I rubbed my blurry eyes. “Goodness me! How did I sleep this long?” I exclaimed in shock after glaring at the wall clock. I wasn't a coffee drinker, but I lost sleep the previous night thinking about Ethan. His freedom matters to me more than anything else In the world. I woke up with a massive tombstone in my heart that might not be rolled away for generations to come. It feels to me like I'm carrying the world on my back. All thanks to Maria, who has given Ethan and me a run for our money. How she amassed so much wealth in a few years still baffles me. Not just the sudden wealth that bothers me; Maria also became stronger, more influential, and more powerful than ever before. She wasn't the same person I usually bullied around a couple of years ago. To think that she even had the guts to raise her hands on me. “I need to figure out how she made her money. Something ain't right. I bet she's involved in s
Maria's POVIf Andrew hadn't consented, I wouldn't have allowed that insult from Susan like a hard pill.“I don't know if your ears have been infected by a deadly virus, but you need to understand this. I'm Naomi Jackson. This is going to be the last time I'll talk about it. Lastly, you have three minutes left.” I warned Susan.I lost count of how many times I've done that already. She probably feigned deaf ears to trigger my anger. I guess it's working already.“Why are you running away from the past like a coward that you are? Don't you wanna talk about it?” Susan got on my nerves again.I struggled to breathe. My hands were yearning to strangle Susan's neck, but I moaned to control them.I ignored Susan's shenanigan while I concentrated on Andrew. He's the reason I am in the mess. "If you don't call her to order, I will be forced to kick her out. And trust me, there's nothing you or anyone can do about that,“ I told Andrew while I went to an isolated corner. I folded my arms
CHAPTER 10 Maria's POV “You want us to call the cops on someone we aren't aware of? Cut me some slack, Andrew. This ain't Hollywood. Fuck the cops and let's go check who's that,” I told Andrew while turning down his suggestion. The sad face he put up shows that he wasn't pleased that I didn't follow his command but who cares? I'm all about my instincts. I wasn't going to let Andrew play the lead role in my life when I was old enough to make certain decisions for myself. As I stepped outside the vehicle, I checked behind me and noticed that Andrew was following my trail. “Don't worry, just go. I got this,” Andrew assured me. We were like super crime fighter couples. Situations like this only happen in the movies. As we strode quietly to the gate, we met with the security who was fast asleep. Andrew and I shared a telling look. It's obvious that the same thing for Security. Another loud knock was heard on the gate that forced the security off his position. The m
Maria's POVAs we drove home, Andrew and I never said a word to each other. It was starting to look like a breathing competition. We couldn't stare at each other in the eyes after what happened. Andrew understood the assignment and knew I needed to be left alone And the kids? They won't be disturbing me with their unnecessary demands. Fortunately for me, Patty was there to put them to satisfy their cravings. I don't know what I could have done without her presence. We finally got home after a fifteen-minute ride. The relief I felt that can't be explained. I could only think of one thing; heading inside my sturdy to reflect on everything that has happened in the last couple of minutes. "Please don't go yet.I wanna have a word with you," Andrew whispered to me when he realized I was making plans to leave. “Mom, aren't you coming with us?” Timmy asked me after he saw me stay back inside the car when everyone was out. He's the most inquisitive among his brothers. The Apple doesn
Susan's POV I watched Ethan approach Maria with desperation despite warning him against such a move.Minutes have gone past after he called Maria's attention, and she has failed to look in his direction The only time she looked in his direction, she denied knowing Ethan. “Let's get this clear; I don't know you.I have never met you before. And lastly, my name isn't Maria. For fucking sake, I'm Naomi Jackson. How difficult is it for you to understand that?”“Naomi Jackson? I don't think so. That's the greatest lie ever told in the history of mankind. Of course, you're Maria. My eyes aren't deceiving me,” Ethan argued as though his life depended on it. He had every reason to believe that Maria was playing a fast one on him.Deep down, he was hoping that the cameramen would emerge from their hidden place and say. “It's a prank. Of course, her name is Maria. She just wanted to know your reaction, and you fell for it,”Sadly, none of that happened. Instead, Maria denied knowing E
Maria's POV Some say before you die, you see your life flash before your eyes while you do nothing about it. In my case, it was fundamentally different. My heart stopped pumping blood as I died a thousand times from the inside. The imaginary death occurred when Timmy popped the question in the presence of Ethan. The son of a bitch wouldn't take his eyes off me. He paid attention as if his life depended on it while he waited for me to respond. I was grateful for Timmy's tiny voice, which made it difficult for the audience to grasp what he said. I looked clueless and helpless, hoping the ground would engulf me so I could be safe from the dilemma. “No, son. He isn't your father. And he can never be your father,” I told Timmy, my son. My response shattered Ethan's heart to shreds, and he was sweaty despite the air conditioner being on. Before that moment, I wasn't a staunch advocate for dishonesty. I've always taught my sons not to lie, but today, I had no choice
Maria's POV.The car glided across the streets, and it was beginning to drizzle, and I hated it.It was today; today, I had seen the man who broke my heart, who tossed me off like yesterday's trash.The thoughts danced in my head as the car sped off to the National Business Hall, the most popular hall, which comprises a grand hotel; it was where the business gala would take place.It was the night of awards to be handed to each business tycoon who had done so well over the years.I wonder if he would still remember me.I doubt.He might think that I had run off with a lover or something because he never saw anything good in me.Or maybe, he might think I was dead and struggling to find my feet.I laughed at the thoughts.Indeed.The chattering of the triplets came into my head; I was grateful for it, though.It helped push the stinging thoughts out of my head."You will take the kids upstairs," I said to the nannies. " I have rented a room .""Yes, ma'am”. They both said in unison.I
Maria’s POV. The Mercedes Benz AMG glided to a stop before me as I stood at the airport entrance, my dark sunshades managed to conceal my features but not my red succulent lips and my high fashion sense. I got the stares a lot, which I was already used to; I stood tall and magnificent as the driver rounded the corner and got the door open for me. "Mommy!" Timmy, the third of the triplets, shrieked tugging at me with my designer bag. "What is it, darling?" I asked, smiling down at him. "Are we going home?" Ted, the first of the triplets, asked me, holding onto his kite. He had asked the question which his brother had wanted to ask. But before I could answer his question, Theo, ever inquisitive with his sharp eyes, looked up at me. He was the smartest of the triplets and was ready to ask questions until he had answers. "When are we going back to Massachusetts? How long are we staying in Louisiana? Do you think we will ever make new friends, Mommy?" All the questions he threw a
Six months Later. My life had changed since I signed those divorce papers. I now live in Massachusetts. And I needed something to do. I couldn't afford to stay idle, not with three babies relying on me. I had no choice but to start over. My hands trembled as I put them to work, scrolling through pages of job listings at two in the morning, the sound of babies breathing softly behind me. Nothing felt right. Everything looks like I could barely pay for diapers, let alone cover the growing mountains of bills. I had to figure something out— fast. It wasn't until two weeks later while struggling to soothe one of the boys with a blanket I had hand-sewn for him, that the idea came to me. “Homemade personalized baby blanket”. Something soft, simple, and full of love. Something new mothers would treasure like I did with my boys. I didn't wait. Immediately I set up an online store that same night, listing my first part of the blanket. It wasn't much but it was a start. I never t