Semua Bab The Wife He Wants Back!: Bab 301 - Bab 310

VALERIE’S POV “Mommy?” One word. Just one word, but it was powerful enough to still every movement of ours as we laid tangled up on the floor. But luckily for us, we were on the other side of the bed. The side that didn’t face the door directly, providing us with a bit of shade from the Miley’s curious eyes. And just as I thought, her footsteps stepped deeper into the room, positively heading in our direction. “Mommy is that your leg? Are you… are you sleeping on the floor?” “Oh no,” Hudson breathed, his eyes growing wide as we instantly pulled our legs inwards. “Woah! Mommy!” she squealed in delight instead, not understanding the situation. And I knew if I didn’t do something, our daughter was more than likely to see me and her father butt naked on the floor with nothing but tangled bed sheets sprawled all over us! And so, taking a drastic move. “Miley!” I called out brightly from the side of the bed, catching her just in time cause she was already halfway to the bed. “Hi sweet

VALERIE'S POVWow.“HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!”“Jesus! They are so loud!” I cried out, my hands moving to cover my ears as I smiled at their screaming forms. Oh God.And Hudson was in on it!The sounds of the fireworks just filled the air, multiple colors appearing in the sky all at once. Taking over the dark night as we all shone with the different lights they brought.It truly was beautiful. Especially when you turned to stare at the sky while facing our home. Just watching it light up, it was like the lights were a part of all the Christmas decorations we had yet to take off from the house. All the colors just blending in to make sense!“Beautiful,” I couldn’t help but whisper, my heart swelling with happiness as I looked around once more. Noting how all the kids surrounded Hudson in what looked like a big group hug, “Happy New Year, daddy. I love you!” Miley’s voice echoed in my ears,“I love you too, daddy!”“I love you, daddy!”“Daddy, I love you!”Aww…My sight just blurred as I stood

VALERIE’S POV“VALERIE!”The screams filled the air, my mind going numb as sharp ringing resounded my ears. Ringing so loud that it sent multiple harsh waves of pains and anguish to my brain, tormenting my entire being as I held onto my baby for dear life. My Miley…The breath refused to come out, just staying there stuck in my lungs, as though punishing me. Wanting to squeeze the life out of me as my eyes slowly assessed myself. My baby.Her eyes were sealed shut, her small fingers tightly clutching to my shirt as I held her. My silent tears rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably, dropping on her as the most prominent thought came to me.The very thought I was trying not to think, but woefully failing to do so. I did hear those shots, and currently I felt no pain whatsoever. Meaning… meaning… my baby…The more I struggled not to think anything, the more the thought bombarded my mind. Striking me at my very core, as I felt myself slowly slip away. Drowning even as more tears rolled dow

VALERIE’S POV“May he be welcomed into your arms oh lord,”“May he find peace,”“And love, that we send him off with,”“Robinson Clark, may you rest in peace! Amen.”And just like that, he was gone.Right before my eyes. Right before my very eyes he was lowered into the ground, his casket numbing my soul as I watched more and more soil get thrown on him. Continuously, unrelenting… as though to prove to me that this was all real. It was all real and true, that I wasn’t just having any terrible nightmare.But still, no matter how much I stared at the fully covered soil, the freshly dug grave… I just couldn’t. I couldn’t believe it.No matter how much the incidents from the nights before replayed in my head, the gunshots, my cries and screaming, Rob’s bloody body been wrapped up… no matter how vivid the memories… I still couldn’t believe it. Not a single thing!I mean, how could i? This was Rob we were talking about! How could he be… be… dead. How could he be dead?! Just like that! How?!

HUDSON’S POV“Boss,” the men around greeted as soon as they saw me, pushing open the thick barrel door for me to walk through as I managed a nod their way. The scent of fresh water hitting my nostrils the moment I stepped into the partially lit room, my heavy steps echoing in the space as slowly movements filled the air. Movements similar to the sound of my boots, combining with the loud trail of a chair been dragged on the cold floor. “Boss,” the hoarse voices of the men around greeted harmoniously, their tone rough and monotone, exactly how I have felt these past few days. Most especially after I started driving down here this evening.I could feel my anger curling around in my stomach as I stared right ahead in the mini darkness. My eyes gradually adjusting, in other to make out the form of the very person I wanted to see.“Wake her up!” I ordered darkly, taking my seat in the dead silence that was soon interrupted by the sound of a bucket of water splashing. A frightened gasp fo