Jane’s POVWe finally arrived at the hospital with a combination of worry and uncertainty. The moment we rushed through the hospital doors with Keana in my arms, a team of nurses and doctors were there to take her from me. I felt a sense of helplessness as they took her away, disappearing into the maze of white-walled corridors.I stood there, trembling and unable to control the tears in my eyes from where they had taken my little girl. My heart felt like it was trapped in despair, and I couldn't stop my mind from racing with terrifying thoughts.Sarah stood beside me with her hand gently resting on my shoulder as she tried to offer me some comfort. "Jane, she's in good hands. The doctors will take care of her." she said and gave me a warm smile.I couldn't shake the feeling of fear that had settled in my chest. "What if something's seriously wrong with her?" I whispered with my voice filled with fear.Sarah gave me a reassuring smile. "We won't know until they figure it out. But w

Jane’s POVMr. Bryan's smile widened, and he nodded. "Yes, Jane, you got the job."Relief and joy surged through me, and I couldn't help but break into a grin. It was a moment I had been waiting for, a chance to pursue my passion and create a better future for my children.I couldn't contain my excitement as Mr. Bryan confirmed that I had indeed secured the job at the art gallery. My heart danced with joy, and I couldn't help but express my gratitude."Thank you so much, Mr. Bryan," I exclaimed, my eyes sparkling with happiness. “I couldn't have done this without you sir.” she continued.He smiled warmly with his eyes filled with pride. "It's my pleasure, Jane. You've earned this opportunity."I was still riding the wave of happiness when Mr. Bryan surprised me by reaching into a small refrigerator he had in his office. He pulled out a bottle of champagne, and my eyes widened in surprise."There's no need for you to pour me some champagne," I protested, not

Jane’s Pov"Of course, Mr. Bryan. I'll be there shortly," I replied, my mind racing with curiosity and a tinge of anxiety. What could be so urgent that he needed to speak with me on a weekend morning?I hastily got dressed, my mind swirling with thoughts about the unexpected call. Did it have anything to do with my new job? Or was it something entirely unrelated, a new challenge or responsibility at my current workplace? The possibilities played out in my mind like scenes from an unpredictable movie.I hastily got dressed and left to go to the office without telling anybody.As I entered Mr. Bryan's office, he greeted me with a warm smile that did little to ease my apprehension. "Jane, please have a seat," he said, gesturing to a chair across his desk.I complied, my eyes meeting his expectant gaze. "What did you want to talk to me about, Mr. Bryan?" I asked, my voice steady despite the fluttering nerves in my stomach.Mr. Bryan leaned forward, his expressi

JANE’S POV.“He is my boss. Sarah, I cannot go out with him. Sarah interrupted me before I could finish my statement. And possibly come up with an excuse, and I hate that sometimes she knows me too well. “Point of correction Jane, Ex boss. You no longer work for this person; you'll resume at the art gallery on Monday, so don't think too much about it.“But I'm scared. Sarah, I've not gone on any dates for years. I've not looked at any men since I got pregnant with my kids. I honestly don't know how to feel about this. I don't even know how to face Mr. Bryan when we go out together. How can I even converse with him casually? You know I'm already accustomed to his seriousness. “Mr. Bryan is a good and humble man, Jane; with all the billions he has, he is still gentle and down to earth. If I were not married, I would have seduced him and gotten married to him. Maybe by now, I will be shaking my ass in his penthouse in Paris. Sarah made an attempt to shake her ass but it was her big st

JANE’S POVI wish the car could go faster but Bryan was already driving at 100 miles per hour and I wouldn't want him to get pulled over by the police. I was looking outside the window all through the ride as I wished I had a superpower—maybe something like a flash—so I could be with Sarah and hold her hands. "Jane, she is going to be fine. Sarah is a strong woman. Do not worry too much about it.“I know Bryan; Sarah is always trying to make sure everyone around her is doing okay; she likes to be there for everyone through difficult times. Even though she tries to hide it most of the time, I can still see through her. I see the fear in her eyes—the fear of the unknown. She is scared of motherhood; she fears she will fail.But she is the total opposite of what she thinks of herself; I see the way she looks after my kids and the love and compassion she shows them. I know she will do well raising her kids.“I would have been the proud father of a seven-year-old by