"I am done here. Dinner should be ready right about now. We should head to the dinning room," Andrew mumbled and Maddie blinked, and then smiled at the young blonde who was already gathering his painting materials together, including the painting he had just concluded. "Ummm, I thought you were going to let me see that," Maddie muttered with an almost pout, pointing at the painting he was folding neatly to a scroll, a hint of disappointment was playing in her eyes. "It still needs some finishing touches. Miss Maddie, I already gave you my word and I always keep my words, my dad taught me to, I will show you when it's finished. In fact, I am planning to gift it to you," Andrew told Maddie and she smiled. So he had been making the painting for her then? So sweet of him. It made her all the more curious to see this painting but then since he was going to gift it to her at the end, she could as well just wait, she comforted herself with this thought. Just then, the butler came into th

The circumstances surrounding her own child's arrival hadn't been pleasant but she had been anticipating his arrival nonetheless, she hadn't expected him to die almost as soon as he was born, her sweet baby. There was not a day that went by without her thinking about him. About how life would have been for him had he stayed. And even though her family had comforted her back then with the fact that he had been a product of an unfortunate event that had taken place and was most probably better off dead, and that she was nowhere ready being a mother or taking care of a child, she didn't entirely agree with them. She had carried him for nine months, felt his warmth, loved him as he grew inside of her. Everyday, he had kept her company. She had been looking forward to his arrival so much that it had come as quite a shock to her when he had suddenly passed away a few minutes after he was born. She had practically gone numb for weeks after his birth and death. Even up until now, she still w

Mummy? Maddie raised an eyebrow. Oh yeah, she had agreed to his request for him to call her mummy the previous night. It sure still felt weird, hearing him call her that, but it also felt warm, making her very heavy heart feel less heavy."Can I sleep in your room tonight mummy?" Andrew spoke again. A small smile formed on Maddie's lips as she nodded at the lad, and then she straightened herself up, taking his hand to lead him into the room while closing the door behind them.They got to the bed and Maddie tucked Andrew in before lying down beside him. He snuggled closer to her, resting his head on her bosom with his tiny arms spread out around her."Goodnight Sweetie," Maddie said to Andrew as she planted a kiss on his forehead."Goodnight mummy," Andrew mumbled groggily, and then gradually drifted to sleep. Maddie kept one hand on the lad's back, patting it gently even after he had fallen asleep. Not long after Andrew dozed off, Maddie followed suit.******Maddie jerked awake as

Staring at her reflection in the washroom mirror as she washed her hands, Maddie took deep breaths in succession trying to gather her chaotic thoughts. "Damn what is wrong with me?" she asked her reflection, ending with a heavy sigh, and then turned off the tap to grab a napkin hanging in some metallic hanger right next to her and using it to wipe her hands dry. "I am probably just tired, that's it. I am tired and I just need to get some rest, and then I will be fine," Maddie said to herself, nodding vehemently as if that would make her words even more convincing to her. The previous night she hadn't had much sleep as she had been reminded of her horrible past, and then when she did sleep, she had a nightmare, which wasn't a nightmare perse but past memories of the same horrible past. It was all because she was tired, that was most probably why her thoughts and emotions were all over the place. "F**k you Jake!" Maddie mumbled under her breath. Hard as she tried to convince hers

Maddie had never felt so nervous as she was at that very moment. With her arm in Jake's arm and the paparazzi snapping furiously at them as they walked down the red carpet. With all the jitters washing through her, she had a strong urge to puke. "Just breathe," Jake's soft voice sounded beside her, caressing her ears. Maddie turned to look at him, their gaze locking for an entire minute, searching each other's. And then she gave him a light nod, averting her gaze from him before obediently taking deep breaths in succession. "Mr Conat, is the woman beside you your girlfriend?" "Is she perhaps the mother of your child?" "Could you tell us what her name is? The paparazzi kept shooting questions at the trio as they walked down the red carpet escorted by The Conat's bodyguards, about twenty of them, hefty men in quite expensive tuxedos. Jake Conat never made a public appearance without them present. Especially when his son was with him. The bodyguards formed a protective circle around