Oliver felt like a cat was clawing at his heart. It was so painful to have the woman you loved so close and not be able to talk to her, let alone embrace her. Twenty minutes had passed since the food was served and they were almost done with dinner. Claire treated him like empty air. It was like he didn’t exist in her eyes. Oliver had to watch as she politely replied to his parents while she gave him dirty looks here and there. ‘How can I make her forgive me?’ He thought, clutching the fork tightly. If he had superpowers, that platinum fork would have bent over in his hand. He had been upset and heartbroken when he heard she had a child with another man. The thought that she had given herself to someone else made his blood boil. However, that didn’t stop him from wanting her back. If not for the way he ended things six years ago, Claire wouldn't have sought solace in another man's arms. Oliver had no one to blame but himself. He was willing to fight hard to win her back and ac

“Good morning, Mommy!” Claire was woken up by a sweet voice that echoed in her ears. She opened her eyes and smiled when they landed on her daughter, Thalia. The little girl was in pink pajamas while holding a teddy bear in her arms. Reaching over, Claire stroked Thalia’s hair, saying, “Good morning, my love.” Her heart swelled with happiness at the sight of her daughter. It hadn’t been easy to raise her alone at first but she got the hang of it at the end of the day. Thalia was the best thing that had ever happened to Claire. She may regret falling in love with Oliver, but she didn’t regret this princess that they created. “Grandma is making breakfast!” Thalia chirped. “What time are you going to work? Can I follow?” Claire chuckled. When she returned the previous night, she found Thalia sleeping. However, the nanny said she didn’t stop talking about her workplace and how nice it was. “Not today… it’s my first day and my boss wouldn’t like it if I brought my daughter,” Clai

“How did you get here?” Oliver asked the little girl in front of him. He looked behind her and noticed that no adult was following her. A sudden surge of protectiveness overcame him and he frowned. How could Claire let her daughter wander around alone at this time of the night? “My Aunt Quinn brought me to see Mommy,” Thalia replied, looking up at Oliver. The smell of dessert and pastries suddenly filled the air. Thalia sniffed and her stomach rumbled loudly. When Oliver realised where the sound was coming from, he chuckled and asked gently, “Are you hungry? You haven’t eaten anything?” Thalia shook her head and replied, “I wanted to wait for Mommy but she took too long.” “Come,” Oliver held out his hand. “How about I get you something to eat and then, we can go and see your Mommy? She’s busy right now, so let’s not disturb her.” A few minutes later, Oliver and Thalia were settled at one of the tables. Thalia had a glass of warm milk and dessert in front of her while Oliv

Oliver was still fuming about seeing Claire talk to another man when he received unwanted visitors in his office. “Mr Ford, I hope we are not disturbing,” Adam Hart said as he entered the office with his daughter, Jessica Hart in tow. Oliver frowned. He threw a glare at Thomas who secretly shook his head indicating that he didn’t allow them in. Looking at the two, Oliver responded curtly, “You are disturbing. I don’t receive visitors without an appointment.” Adam laughed it off and invited himself to sit in the visitor’s lounge. He suggested, “It won’t take long. There’s something I wish to discuss with you.” He then gave Oliver a once over and remarked, “How long has it been since we saw each other-” “A few weeks. You always attend the board members' meetings. Why are you really here?” Oliver questioned, feeling irritation bubble up within him at the way Jessica was giving him googly eyes. For some reason, he didn’t like whatever their visit meant. They had never visited him t

The next day was the the start of the weekend and also, the day of the gala. Claire met Wesley for the first time when he came to pick her up for the event. “I can’t believe this is the way we are meeting,” Claire remarked as she approached Wesley’s car. She gave him a once over and nodded in approval. He was handsome with brown hair and dark eyes. At least he looked like his profile picture. Wesley chuckled and held out his hand. When Claire shook his hand, he brought it to his lips and placed a kiss on the top of her hand. Glancing at her, he said, “I just want to say, I was right. You look stunningly gorgeous in person.” Claire’s cheeks flushed pink. She cleared her throat and suggested, “Shall we?” Wesley glanced up at the building and asked, “Am I not meeting your daughter tonight?” “It’s too soon,” Claire replied. “I’ll introduce you later as my friend.” “Your friend, huh?” Wesley asked, arching an eyebrow. Claire nodded and said, “Yes, we are friends. We are ye