Evelyn's POV"Are you ready? Shall we go meet them." Nick asked and I looked at him nervously."Come on... it's not first time that you're meeting them." Nick informed his parents about mine and this will be first time I meet them after that."First time after they know that I'm their enemy's daughter. And you bloody organized a get together party! Really?""If it makes you feel better then you must know that my dad is really cool with it.""And your mom?""Aaah... she's a different case.""Aww, that makes me feel great!" I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and pulled me behind him as he slowly placed my hand on his arm. "I think your mom might murder me." I said in a daze."Don't be stupid! She won't do any such thing especially after she gets to know about our baby.""She still doesn't know?" He shook his head as 'no' and pasted a fake broad smile as he looked ahead at everyone.I dared to lo

"What's this card?" Nick flipped it checking what it was that was clutched soo tightly in his wife's hand. Evelyn's eyes were still foggy due to sleep, so she didn't notice that he had it in his hand. She only just 'hummed' with her eyes closed.What he saw inside warmed his insides. A Father's Day card made by her, on behalf of his child. "You made this?" He asked but there was no reply on the other side. She'd fallen back to sleep. With a kiss to her head, he let her go back to her sleep as she curled into him.Evelyn's POV"Oliver? You need something?" It was early in the morning; I woke up to Nick next to me and left the bed early just so I didn't have to face him. I was in no mood to start a fight with him again. But in no mood to take shit from him again! 'Yeah right.' My inner voice screamed at me. Back to the reality!I saw Oliver moving his lips and quickly interrupte

Part 2 Caroline and I continued to chitchat, still waiting for our husbands while I saw someone arriving from the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw a tiny girl’s chubby hands dangling while she slept. That’s definitely Chrissy’s daughter. "Chrissy...? Weren't you supposed to come tomorrow?" "Should I come back tomorrow?" She asked. I fake glared at her and gave her a hug, which was impossible with my pregnant belly and her carrying Jane, her daughter. She handed me a bottle of wine and started giggling to herself. "Aww... you can’t have wine can you baby? " At my frown she mellowed down. "Ok.. ok.. I actually wanted to remind you about tax filing.. other than that your restaurant is doing really well." "Yeah I know, I remember, how's Jane though?" I pointed to her daughter now sleeping peacefully in her arms. "Is she okay going to school now? No tantrums?" I asked. "Yep, she's doing okay, but she misses her 'daddy' a lot and I don't know what to say every time she questions me abou