Post-coital clarity hit Mackenzie once her clothes were back on and they were out of that intimate little booth that was permeated with the heat of their passion and the lingering sex hormones charging the electric air.Her face was in a permanent state of heat and a rosy blush, as she could not forget how nasty things had gotten in there.They were walking along the dimly lit parking lot, and her hazel eyes slid sideways to glance at Chase. But he was already gazing at her, shamelessly letting the heat and desire in his eyes shine through. The blush on her face increased ten-fold, and she abruptly broke eye contact.“Mackenzie.” He said in that dirty seductive tone of his. “Would you like to come by my place?”Her heart stuttered. Did he just invite her over? She could only tell her screaming and fainting female hormones to calm down, that she could not take up his offer. She had kids to attend to, and they were more important over her giving in to her feminine urge to spend the nig

Mackenzie was ready to go through anything so her kids don’t suffer any more hardships in life. She had to be there for Cameron and his little baseball games, Calista’s art classes or piano classes. Whatever interests they develop as they grow, no matter how fleeting it might be.She would not impose anything on them, just let them follow their own interests, and support them.Whatever her babies chose to do, she was going to work hard for it. She was going to work so hard in the Axford company to be acknowledged as a real employee, and not just someone brought in by the CEO.Not acknowledged as Jeffrey’s ex-wife, but as Mackenzie Torsney.Axford already had a long history of greatness, and she was going to leave her own footprints in the sands of their memories. She sighed and tugged Cameron’s blanket over him, tucking him in lovingly. She leaned in to place a kiss on his head, noting how if felt like she could see a bigger version of Cameron at work.It was fascinating.And at home,

“Yes, we do.” The manager responded and turned to the security men, “Check the parking lot footage, of that same date.”Jeffrey stepped back in front of the large screens and watched it carefully. There was a figure on the screen, stepping out into the parking lot and carrying a woman in his arms. “Right there! Wait.” Jeffrey pointed at the screen, something bitter like bile rising in his throat as he recognized who the man was. They did not even need to zoom in for this one. He recognized that fucking infuriating set of broad shoulders, and that tall build, even if the face was hidden under a face cap.It was fucking Chase.His teeth gritted when he looked at the woman in his arms, and saw that it was the same woman walking away from him back at the bar area. The woman with the curly long hair, skimpy dress and high heels.His mind automatically flashed back to the picture the reporter had taken of Chase holding Mackenzie and protecting her from another man. Chase. Mackenzie. Ch

Richard stopped her, and suggested in a gentle tone. “Okay, Calista. Why don’t we just go inside the hospital and your granny will come meet us instead?”Calista nodded, fiddling her fingers around the flower. He asked, “What is your granny’s name?” “I don’t know. But I also came with Aunt Felicity. We came to visit granny, with my brother.”He moved to hold her small hand, leading her out of the garden. “Let’s go look for Aunt Felicity then. Okay?”“Okay.”Richard led her into the hospital building and they took a private elevator to the broadcast room. On entering, the workers in there snapped up in surprise to see Richard Axford in there with a little girl.“Sir?—”“This little girl needs to find her family somewhere in this hospital so make an announcement telling Aunt Felicity to come get Calista at Reception hall C.” He said.“Of course, sir. Right away, sir.” They made the announcement and after, he led her to the reception hall where they would wait for her family to show u

Chase watched his father stare down at the gardens below as if he was looking for one last glimpse of the girl. Richard sighed and continued, “Seeing that little girl made me genuinely wish I had a grandchild like her. To keep me company sometimes, you know? Such a sweet and intelligent girl.”He glanced sideways at Chase, “Being in the presence of kids is so therapeutic to an old man like me, don’t you know? Being in the presence of that child made me feel less lonely and happier. But now? That loneliness is starting to weigh down on me again, as she is not my grandchild who can spend as much time with me as she wants.”Chase definitely did not want to have this conversation again, but to his relief, his father was not really looking for a conversation. The old man just wanted someone to listen to him. Chase wondered why his father was putting himself through this when he could just tell his wife the truth and have her come keep him company here in the hospital.But then, Chase knew