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Dinner Time

Author: Quillian Dark
last update Huling Na-update: 2024-09-20 22:56:49

The Johnson family began to arrive at the Mitchell mansion and were welcomed by y2yttthe golden hue of the sun as it began to set on the building in front of them. Jessica, sitting with both hands crossed at the back of her father’s G-wagon, could feel the ominous sensation in the air as they arrived. She wished she could be as calm and poised as her parents were while their feet echoed on the marble floor as they walked in to where Mr and Mrs Mitchell stood to welcome them.

“Welcome, Joe. It has been too long.” Mr Mitchell greeted, shaking the hands of his long time friend.

“It has. I was so happy when I got the invitation.” Joseph lied, trying his best to not act angry at what his son had done to his daughter. They needed this night to go well so Jessica could leave the country without any hiccups.

“We’re so sorry about everything. That’s why we decided to invite you and your family over, when we heard the news.” Mrs Mitchell walked over to hug Janet, squeezing her in her arms like
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    Ethan’s car slid into the company’s private driveway, the engine purring and coming to a stop as he cut the ignition off. His fingers drummed against the steering wheel before he finally summoned the courage to force himself out. The towering glass building loomed above him, its mirrored surface catching the late afternoon light. Normally, he carried himself with the quiet authority of someone who was born into the Mitchell legacy, but today a knot of nerves tugged at his stomach.The familiar marble lobby echoed with the sharp clicks of his polished shoes as he strode across it, greeting no one, eyes fixed on the elevator just ahead of him. Inside, the doors closed him in, and the silence was suffocating. He tugged at his tie, muttering under his breath.“Why now? What’s he going to say this time?”His knuckles tapped against the elevator’s railing, a steady rhythm of unease. With a sigh, he slipped his phone out of his pocket and put it on. The screen lit up with his new wallpape

  • The Billionaire's Ex-wife is a Fashion Icon   PROMISE KEEPER

    Ethan’s black car slid smoothly into a spot near the entrance of the mall. The moment he opened his car door and stepped out, tall and composed in his crisp shirt, Avery’s eyes lit up with joy.“Daddy!” she squealed, slipping her hand from Jessica’s grip before her mother could catch her.“Avery, wait!” Jessica started, but the little girl was already running full speed.Ethan bent just in time, scooping his daughter into his arms and spinning her in the air. Avery’s laughter rang loud, echoing across the lot as Ethan grinned with joy. “There’s my girl! Did you miss me this much?”“Yes! So much!” she giggled, clinging to his neck.By the time he carried her back to where Jessica waited, the brightness on Jessica’s face was a practised mask. Her smile was polite, but her eyes flickered with something that looked like annoyance.“Mommy, I’m sorry,” Avery said quickly, wrapping an arm around Jessica’s waist. “Please, forgive me.”Jessica exhaled, softening slightly. She brushed Av

  • The Billionaire's Ex-wife is a Fashion Icon   HAPPY FAMILY

    The clinking of cutlery against plates filled the quiet dining room until Avery bowed her head down, small fingers folded together to pray. “Thank You, God, for the food,” she said softly, eyes squeezed shut. “And thank You because Daddy is finally eating with us tonight.”Jessica’s throat tightened. Her daughter’s prayer was so innocent, so disarming, yet it hit her in the face with the force of a tidal wave. She kept her gaze fixed on her plate, lips pressed together, while her chest was filling up with emotions that she refused to show.Ethan glanced at Jessica, a flicker of something unreadable in his expression before his gaze shifted back to Avery. “Amen,” he said quietly.“Amen,” Jessica echoed, forcing her voice steady.The three of them dug their cutlery into their food, silence stretching thin until Avery perked up, her eyes bright with curiosity. “Daddy, can you tell me a story about when you were little? Maybe when you did a school project with your dad?”“Avery,” Jes

  • The Billionaire's Ex-wife is a Fashion Icon   RUB MINDS

    The kitchen smelled faintly of coffee, its warmth blending with the sharper tang of lemon dish soap that had been used earlier. Sunlight slid across the table, hitting Jessica’s open laptop. On the screen, a cheerful blog displayed rows of “Budget-Friendly School Fair Projects,” each photo showing smiling parents and kids holding popsicle stick crafts, paper crowns, or jars of homemade slime. That was the pace she wanted she wanted Avery to go in, something manageable, affordable, and something Avery could proudly say she’d done herself.The front door creaked open.Jessica glanced up to see Ethan step inside, holding a sketchpad in his hand, the faint scent of rain clinging to his jacket. His hair was damp at the edges, and there was an energy about him for some reason. It felt bright for this early in the day.“I’m right on time,” he said with a smirk, as though punctuality was a personal victory to him that meant something.Jessica didn’t look away from the laptop. “You want a

  • The Billionaire's Ex-wife is a Fashion Icon   SCHOOL BELLS

    Jessica nudged the car door closed with her hip, juggling a paper cup of coffee in one hand and Avery’s purple backpack in the other. The school’s front walkway still glistened from last night’s rain, the air cool and smelling faintly of wet pavement and pencil shavings.Avery skipped a step ahead, humming some tune only she knew from one of her TV shows. Jessica followed, sipping her coffee, already mentally mapping out her day. She was going to do some laundry, a client call, and groceries, but it all disappeared when a voice called out.“Morning, Jessica!” Mrs. Diaz, who always wore a smile of sunshine on her face and warm cardigans, waved from near the classroom door. “Don’t forget, the parents’ meeting with the school staff starts in a few minutes!”Jessica froze mid-step. “The what? A meeting?”Mrs. Diaz’s eyebrows lifted in mild surprise. “Yes, for the Parent–Children Creativity Fair. It’s today in the school’s auditorium.” She gestured toward the double doors down the hall

  • The Billionaire's Ex-wife is a Fashion Icon   AMUSEMENT

    Jessica woke before the alarm, the pale morning light pooling across the bedroom wall. Avery was curled against her, her little fist resting near her chin, the purple wristwatch gleaming faintly in the soft light.Jessica’s eyes lingered on it, the small, shining circle that had made Avery beam last night — and the words from her daughter’s dream echoed like a quiet knock inside her head. ‘Daddy left just like Uncle Ricky did.’Her chest tightened. What if he does leave again? The thought came uninvited, dragging with it a heavy ache. What if I’ve just opened the door for him to hurt her in the same way he hurt me?“Good morning, Mommy.” Avery’s voice was still groggy, breaking Jessica’s thoughts.Jessica smiled, masking her worry immediately. “Morning, baby.”Avery sat up, holding her wrist toward Jessica like she was hiding treasure. “Look! Still here!”Jessica chuckled, though it came out softer than she intended. “It’s not going anywhere.” She smiled at her because last nigh

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