Semua Bab Mr Darlington Ex Wife : Bab 11 - Bab 20

••DARLINGTON•• Jenna turns to face me. Her lips quiver, but she shakes her head and replies, "No, Darlington. Not now. I cannot get pregnant now. I want to win the award for top model of the year and also the best international model award. I have also signed a contract worth 50 million dollars, and you do not expect me to cancel all that and put it aside to become your baby mama. No, I cannot do that now." I sigh. "Not a baby mama for me, Jenna, but as my wife," I reply. I stand up from the bed and walk over to meet Jenna, where she stands with her arms folded across her chest. "I know, Darlington. Just give me some time to sort myself out first. I am not yet ready to become pregnant," Jenna states. "Hmm." I know that my father will not change his mind now, especially since he has already married his friend's daughter to me. I grow frustrated with Jenna's constant refusal to get pregnant by me, and I am not ready to lose my position as CEO of Briggs Group yet. So what do I do?

••DARLINGTON•• "Okay," Jenna agrees, and I call room service. Soon, our meals arrive, and I refrain from telling Jenna that my parents have already found a new wife for me—especially my father. I cannot tell Jenna about it. Not when she suggests that we use a surrogate mother and shows no desire to become pregnant with me. I grow frustrated with Jenna's constant refusal to get pregnant. But yes, I am a billionaire, and I can afford a surrogate mother, but I do not like the idea of it. I want to see my wife become pregnant for me and bear our child. I do not know if I am being selfish about this. But I honestly want to see my wife become pregnant. I know that some women have lost their lives during pregnancy, and it is not an easy task. I sigh and finally have dinner with Jenna. "Are you not going home today?" Jenna asks as she finishes her meal. We both have a plate of jollof rice and fried chicken. I frown and reply, "No. I am not going home. I planned on getting an apartment

Amara Nicholas ~~~ "My daughter, don't mind what Samara said earlier, okay?" Mr. Joshua spoke to me again politely. I responded, "Okay, sir." I was exhausted and famished from traveling a long distance to the Briggs home. I wanted to take a refreshing bath to rest. "I am fine, sir, but I would like to have a bath to calm myself from the long hours of travel," I said. "Okay," Mr. Joshua replied. "Come with me. Let me show you upstairs to your husband's room. Darlington went out to get something, but I have already called him and informed him that you're here," Mr. Joshua said as he led me upstairs. I stared backward and saw Mrs. Ifeoma climbing the stairs with us. She seemed like she was going to her room. I wondered why Darlington wouldn't be home to welcome me, knowing I was arriving. I kept silent and walked with Mr. Joshua, who was nice enough to speak to me and show me around. We walked into the sitting room on the top floor, which was more like an open lounge. We then p

DARLINGTON'S POV:I broke the silence between us as my face turned strict to hide the fact that I admired this lady.I felt like I had seen her somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where exactly I had seen her."So, you traveled here for an arranged marriage with me? Do you think that I want to marry you? Why would you accept to come here to my family home without waiting for me to agree on this or not?"I questioned the lady in an annoying tone, and she stared downward and apologized to me with an alluring voice, saying, "I'm sorry about how you feel about all these, but I didn't want to marry you either. My father insisted, and I couldn't disrespect him.""Hmm..." I saw her shivering due to the cold weather, and my bedroom ceiling fan was on and rotating speedily alongside the air conditioning, which was switched on.I strode to the fan, switched it off, and felt her intense gaze on my back. I wasn't so comfortable meeting her blue eyes. She looks pretty, but I made it clear to

DARLINGTON'S POV:"Hmm, you see what you have all caused. You all showed your shrewd behaviors towards Amara on the first day of her arrival. If she leaves this house, then you will all leave this house too, and I will seize every asset that you all have," my father gave out his warning as he rose from his dinner chair and walked towards the staircase.I was still silent, and my mother and Samara were stunned at the new lady's behavior. She indirectly accused us of trying to poison her, and even though she didn't say it directly, her actions already stated that she suspected us."Just look at. Only today, others are celebrating in their homes. We are here having to deal with a stranger, a lowly human for that matter," Samara cursed, just after my father had finished washing his hands and left us at the dining table to check upstairs on the lady who had darted away."Hmm," I wasn't happy with all of these, but I couldn't voice it out. I knew my father's influence, and he was not joking.