บททั้งหมดของ Divorced, Disgraced and Disowned: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"And what are you going to do huh? Now you know, what are you going to do?"Damien was silent for a while," Cara–""Don't even ask, I suggest we just continue our lives like we never met each other," her cold words pierced his heart. Damien lowered his lashes in guilt."I am sorry, I can't even ask you to forgive me cause I know you won't," he breathed. "What about our child?" That was all he could ask."What do you mean by our child? It's my child, my children not yours," She narrowed her eyes at him, clenching her fists."Children?""Yes children, I gave birth to triplets and they are mine, don't even think of filling for custody," Cara wanted to leave but he grabbed her wrist stopping her, Cara snatched her wrist almost immediately as if his touch burned. Damien saw the hateful look in her eyes, his heart churned."Don't you want them to know their father?" This was his last trump card, he hoped this would work. Cara flustered, it was not that she didn't want the kids to know their

Cara stomped into the elevator ignoring the calls coming from behind her, Carson was chasing after her which she knew was followed by the one person she didn't want to meet."Miss Perry! Please wait!" Carson called but she pressed the button, the elevator doors shut and descended. "Where is she?" Damien impatiently looked around and sighted the glowing numbers above the elevator, he wasted no time and took the stairs leaving his assistant dumbfounded."Take care of that thing in my office," he shouted. Carson nodded and went back to the office. Vivian was sitting on the floor in a daze, she was still trying to understand if what she saw was actually true or not."Miss Carters, the president has requested for you to leave," he politely said and stared at the woman. His boss was becoming incomprehensible."Who was that? That woman?" She stood up and adjusted her dress. Carson assessed the woman in front of him, he didn't trust her."One of the president's business partners," he opened

Damien's POV The door opened slightly, revealing a little blond girl with a pair of mischievous green eyes. "Hi Mister," she grinned. I stood stunned, staring at the little grinning creature in front of me not saying a word. Her green eyes were like mine but she looked alot like Cara, it took no soothsayer to tell me she was my kid. The little girl tilted her head, her eyes still sparkling, "Hey Mister, are you here for my mommy?" I was about to answer when another voice came out from behind the door, a boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes poked his head out. His eyes were just like Cara's, he even had her hair color but he looked alot like me. So this was what I would look like if I had brown hair and blue eyes. He gave me a questioning look and widened the entrance. "Paris, didn't Mom say we were expecting someone?" The little boy flicked the girl's forehead and ran in yelling. Paris, that was the name of my daughter. I crouched to her level, "are you alright?" She was hol

Next day.....Damien woke up early, cleaned the whole house and cooked. Yesterday he had sent the househelp away, He was so anxious he couldn't sleep well at night. After cooking different dishes, he assembled them on the dining table.*Ding ding*His doorbell rang, he rushed to open the door only to find a pizza delivery guy. Damien almost went crazy with expectation."Did I order for a pizza?" He asked more to himself than to the guy. "You are Mr Damien right?"He nodded."You ordered from Takeout pizzaria few minutes ago," the pizza guy said checking his clipboard. Damien suddenly faceplamed himself scaring the pizza guy in the process."Sorry my bad," he signed on the clipboard and took the pizza from the guy."Um.... excuse me, are you single?" The pizza dude suddenly asked catching him off guard. Wtf?Damien quirked his brow at the guy, he wanted to ask him what he had meant with question when he saw the blush on the guy's face. Dude was gay.Damien awkwardly answered, "No, I

The cruise ship was filled people from tycoons, magnate, old money to famous designers, artists, actors and actresses, models, everybody who was somebody in the upper class society. People made deals, signed partnerships, build connections while watching out for their reputation, afterall the business world was a cutthroat, one could go down more easily than they could climb up. Many women wanted to climb the social ladder and they would do whatever it took to bring down each other if it would mean them going a step higher. Eric sat at the bar twirling his wine and looking around with a smirk while his secretary Roxanne, dressed in a tight and revealing red satin dress, flirted with the bartender. Vivian dressed in a blood red body hugging dress with a devilish slit running from her right thigh downwards, her silk black hair falling to her back limply like seaweeds. She chatted with her friend Yulia while looking around in expectation, desperately searching for Damien, she complet