Agitated, Moriah bolted from her seat. She hugged her petite frame and walked towards the floor to ceiling window. She mulled on how stupid her move was and scolded herself for being careless. To give her some space to think, Ethan hadn’t followed her and simply watched her. In under five minutes, Moriah turned to look at him and approached him. “Baby, I’m going to delete the video now,” she said while picking her phone. Ethan held her wrist. “Don’t do it. It’ll have a negative impact on you if you do that. People will think that you deleted the video because you got a scolding from me.” Moriah looked at him with puppy eyes. “But, can we not have the interview?” “Why?” With the ruckus raised by Mandy, Ethan thought that it's best for them to have the interview. Ethan was used to being misunderstood by people, nevertheless, he won’t allow people to misjudge Moriah. “I hate being in the limelight… I just want to live a quiet life, away from public scrutiny,” she said while she fi

"Da.. da.. da.." Dillon cooed as Moriah was about to climb the stairs, her foot stayed in the air for two seconds before it landed on the steps with a thud. She looked at his son, still calling his dad. A moist formed at the corners of her eyes. She took a deep breath, containing her emotion. This point in time, she should be strong and stand beside her husband.Moriah had a quick shower and came down immediately after putting on her clothes. The nanny had already fed Dillon, so what's left for Moriah to do was to bathe him and make him sleep. She played with him to settle his stomach before bathing him."Do you miss your dad?" Moriah asked him.Dillon smiled and cooed, "Da, da, da," after that he put his thumbs in his mouth and began to whine. "Da, da, da." "Alright, it's time for your bath," Moriah carried Dillon in her arms and went upstairs. Dillon seemed to miss his dad. He was having tantrums after he was bathed and never stopped saying, "Da, da, da '' while he cried. "Dar

Ethan chuckled and flicked her forehead. Moriah held her forehead and gave him a feigned, aggrieved look. "Don't tell me you've decided to become a material girl," what she said to him just now amused him. They have been married for almost three years now and Moriah never demanded any material thing from him. Every time he bought expensive gifts for her, she always says that it's too expensive and would tell him not to buy her gifts. She always tells him that she's content having three meals daily, a roof over her head, clothes to wear and most of all a loving family and couldn't ask for more. She didn't even fight over her inheritance when her grandfather passed away three months ago. She let her relatives take over the multi billion company that was left to her by her grandfather and didn't demand anything in return. "Yes, I want villas, cars, expensive clothes, shoes, bags and jewelry. In short, I want to live like a princess," Moriah held her head high, looking straight i

Moriah couldn't hold back anymore and burst into fits of laughter. This is the funniest wedding proposal she ever witnessed. A proposal with no ring, but full of bantering such a bizaare wedding proposal. Zachary and Cindy looked at Moriah, who was laughing out loud. Dillon also looked up and giggled. He thought that his mother was playing with him. "Ma, ma, ma," Dillon said. Amazed to hear that Dillon has spoken. Cindy was ecstatically happy. "Did I hear it right, he said mama just now?" Cindy said in elation, making her hazel eyes sparkle. Moriah nodded. "Ma, ma, ma," Dillon repeated. Cindy took Dillon from Moriah's arms. "Call me mama as well, I'm your godmother." Dillon looked at Cindy and said, "Ma, ma, ma…" after that he began to cry. Checking her watch, Moriah said, "It's time for him to have a nap," he took Dillon from Cindy and rocked him and sung him a lullaby to make him sleep. They chatted a little while before Cindy and Zachary bade goodbye. Shortly

Waves of yearning flipped Moriah’s heart. Clutching her phone tightly turning her knuckles white, she jumped to her feet and headed to the floor to ceiling window. People and cars on the street were just like ants busily crawling from her point of view, being on the 30th floor of a tall building. "Did you miss me, love?" A man's hoarse voice sounded at the other end of the line. Moriah's eyes turned blurry. "Missing you badly, that I'm going crazy," Moriah broke down. "Stay where you are, I'm coming to get you," Ethan said in a commanding tone. "Hurry up!" Moriah giggled and sobbed all at the same time as she was overwhelmed by the surge of emotion. Anxiously, Moriah watched the door, her body turning cold and stiff at each passing time. Her mind debated whether she was just having a dream or not. Her heart thundered inside her chest when the door flung open and her eyes met with his. She studied the man who appeared before her. Face covered with a mustache and beard, highlight