All Chapters of Oh No! Mr CEO Is The Father Of My Kids: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

NICHOLAS."Stop!" I yelled out to Elijah in the middle of the forest. He kept running even though he could barely carry on with his bullet wound to the side of his stomach. He slowed down into a limp and when he turned around, I had my gun faxed to him. "Don't move an inch." I gritted my teeth.Elijah's lungs burned for air. He was nearly breathless, and his face was pale, as if he was going to give out soon. It didn't take long for the police to catch up with us and soon, he realized he was surrounded. That there was indeed no escape. "It's over," I said to him. But rather than being remorseful, Elijah let out a maniacal laugh. He threw his hands in the air and limped towards me. My finger steadied around the trigger. "I'm not the enemy here," Elijah scoffed."I was never the enemy and soon enough you would realize that. It seems now like you're in love and like Hazel is perfect which is fine. I've been in your shoes before," He halted when he was merely inches from me and the nuz

NICHOLAS.I sat in my chair, my eyes fixed on Hazel as she laid across the bed. A smile crept to the corner of my lips as I reminisced about the last night. Calling it magical was an understatement. Hazel laid so peacefully on the bed, her head slumped on the pillow and her arms holding the duvet around her slender frame. Her eyes were closed and her hair was a mess but somehow she was still so beautiful. I opened my drawer to bring out the ring again. Seven years was a long time but after last night, not much has changed. I began to wonder just how long I could keep this secret—that I knew her. Maybe this was the right time to finally put the lies behind us now that we both knew we loved each other. It was strange, I had never felt this way about any woman before but that was Hazel Bennett. She was different.The next second, I watched her slowly open her eyes and Hazel raised her head to look at me. I dropped the ring back into the drawer and closed it before I stood up."Good mo

HAZEL.I held the poster in my hands, a red-edged piece of paper which had my stepmother’s face attached to it beneath the bold font—WANTED. It had been days and she still hadn’t been found. It was hard not to feel paranoid that she’d come back. After all, she did speak of her long-awaited revenge and how she would never give up until she watched me suffer. “Mommy!” It was Beth’s voice who drew me out of my thoughts. I heaved a deep breath and let the paper go. “How are you?” I embraced both of them and kissed their cheeks. Evelyn was right behind them, having accompanied them from the hospital. “Aunt Evelyn got us ice cream!” Ryan cheered, having vanilla smudged across his lips. They could have all the sweet treats in the world, but I was just glad they were okay and they were eating again. “I’ve missed you,” I heaved before finally letting them go.“It’s been one day,” Evelyn rolled her eyes. I squeezed their shoulders. “How about you go into your room and grab as many stuffed t

EVELYN.I was sitting across the table from Eden in this dimly lit city restaurant. He’d proposed we had dinner out together for a change tonight so there I was in my fitted black dress and my eyes buried in the menu on my phone, away from him. "Have you already placed your order yet?" He broke the awkward silence before pulling closer to my side rather than directly opposite me. The moment he leaned in to kiss my cheek, I impulsively moved away. “Come on,” His shoulders fell with disappointment. “Is it because I was late?” He had kept me waiting for nearly an hour before he showed up but that was beside the point. Well not entirely. Because this wasn’t just about one thing. I had said the next time I saw Eden I was going to bring up the gun I saw in his jacket the night of the shooting. "I already apologized, I said I got caught up in traffic," He said. The waiter came by with a plate of pasta and sauce and all of a sudden, my appetite was gone."You drive a motorcycle,” I rolled

EVELYN. The first thing I did when I got back home was put out all of Eden's things. It took everything in me to hold back the tears in my eyes but I could only do that for so long. I had spent the entire night after dinner reeling in our breakup. But why did it hurt so much even if we weren't together? We didn't belong to each other. "It was casual," I told myself, an attempt to rewire the chemistry in my brain which has unfortunately fallen for him. Then I looked at my couch, across which was his jacket and headphones. As soon as I hefted it up, tears streamed down my face. We had spent so much time over the last few weeks that he was everywhere in this apartment even when he wasn't here. I could still scent his thick woodsy cologne and taste him, and he had things at every post and corner which all sort of became more obvious now that we were over. Even his toothbrush was still in the sink of my bathroom. I thought I had everything in the bag I kept by the door but it wa