Matthew AndersonAmelia tells me, “Okay, Matt. Let’s sit down. I need you to tell me everything Chris did from yesterday to this morning.”My eyes grow very wide as I look at the two of them. I tell them, “Okay, but first, tell me the truth, Amelia. What is happening to him?”She looks at me and says, “Matt, we don’t know. That’s why I need you to tell us everything he did and what he ate since yesterday. Clearly, something is making him sick and we need to find out what it is as soon as possible.”I nod silently and tell them everything we did from yesterday morning until today. There are things I don’t know because Chris was at home and I was here. “I’ll call Andrea, his babysitter, and ask her for the remaining information.”I tell her as calmly as I can. But in reality, I have anger, sadness... fear. I can’t lose my son. We’ve come so far since I find him at the hotel. I can’t lose him now.Amelia tells me, “That would be nice. You have my number, Matt. Anything you remember or th
Matthew Anderson.Seeing Steph come to see me, despite how moron I was towards her in the morning, made me fall to my knees, crying bitterly. Maybe she’s the only one in the entire world who can understand how I feel. I know she loves her daughters, and if one of them got hospitalized, it would devastate her.Stephanie caresses my back as she says, “Matt, don’t worry. This will pass. Your son will be fine. Trust the girls. They are very good at what they do.”As tears stream down my face, I hastily raise my hands to cover my eyes, trying to regain composure. I see Steph is kneeling next to me. Clearing my throat, I say, “Thank you for being here, Steph. It means the world to me.”She nods silently. Then she says, “did you call the police?”I stand up and help her do the same, while telling her, “Taylor is taking care of that. I presume they will be here soon.”“That’s good. The important thing is that it is evolving well and is in the best hands. Chris will be fine, Matt. Children are
Stephanie Toussaint. One month after. After my father’s operation, which was a success, we stayed in the city for a longer time. Although the operation was a success, Dad was still convalescing and asked Vicenzo to take care of his business while he recovered. I love that my dad blindly trusts Enzo, just like I do. During these days, we have taken the girls as vacations. We have taken them to different parts of the country. They had been asking us to do it for a long time, because they wanted to see the place where we lived for so long. As expected, they loved it and now they don’t want to go back. “Mommy! Hurry up! I want to go to the park.” I sigh as I say, “I’m coming, Lottie, calm down.” I go to the entrance of the house and there I see my little ones waiting for me. I frown and say, “Now, why are you angry?” “Because you’re taking too long, mommy!” Cat tells me, frowning. “Sorry honey. I’m ready. Let’s go to the car.” We left the house and there was Stuart with the door o
Stephanie Toussaint. Antonella’s face is one of shock. I knew Raul kept all his affairs private, but I never believed he would go to such extremes as to keep his children in the dark. Well, I can understand. My dad. He almost did the same thing to me, if it weren’t for Amelia and the people at the hospital. What happens to powerful men when they show themselves vulnerable? I sigh, sit back down, and tell her,, “Your dad looked for me when I was in Switzerland. I work at the neurosurgery institute. There, he paid me a visit. He asked me to try it, since no neurosurgeon wanted to go near that tumor. I accepted the challenge. What surprises me is that he didn’t tell you anything, not even after he was discharged.” “No, he said nothing. It’s frustrating, honestly. I’m the one who took over the car company and my other brothers are just an empty bag of money. Maybe that’s why dad said nothing.” I think for a moment and am extremely tempted to know if his children know about Tom’s existe
Stephanie Toussaint. I sigh deeply when I realize that this woman has abandoned a child in the park. Could she have done it on purpose? Did she genuinely forget? Well, that’s what happens when you leave a childless person to babysit. Amalia forgot the girls at home once. I look at the three of them and say, “Go play now. Then I’ll take you to lunch.” Christian tells me, “All three?” “Let me talk to your father and let’s see what he says first. Alright?” The little boy nods, giving me a big smile. Then the three of them return to the playground and I see them running around. I take out my cell phone and call Matt. It dials twice and I hear him say, “Steph? Everything is alright?” I sigh and say, “Hi Matt. Yes, I’m fine.” “So, what do you need? How can I help?” I clear my throat and say, “Matt, where is Christian?” “Christian? He is in the house.” “Are you sure about that?” “Why you ask? Do you know something?” “Chris is with me, Matt.” “Where are you? And why?” “We are in
Matthew Anderson. I was in my office when I got the call from Steph, and I felt my blood freeze with fear when she told me that Antonella had forgotten Chris in the park. And in addition, she warned her not to approach me. What the hell is she thinking? Who does she think she is to intervene in my life like that? It is true that I am giving myself the opportunity to rebuild my life with her, but that does not give her the right to approach Steph that way. I’m upset, no. Rage courses through my veins. I want to smash and shatter everything in sight. I want to yell at her and teach her that no one plays with me. I call Antonella and she answers me on the second ring. “Matt? How is everything going?” With a cold and emotionless voice, I say, “That’s what I wanted to ask you, Antonella. How is everything?” She seems to think for a few moments and then says, “Everything is fine. Why do you ask?” “Where are you?” I hear the door open, and she says, “Am right here.” And there I see her
Matthew Anderson.Taylor drives at full speed towards the Miller's family estate. Thinking about being there again after so many years makes my stomach bubble with nervousness. I let out a heavy sigh, for deep down I know that no matter what twists and turns my life takes, my love for Steph will always remain steadfast and my longing for the life I once had will never fade.We arrived and Taylor parks in front. He opens the door for me, and I get out of the car. At the entrance, there is Enzo. He’s not the person I expected to see, but I have no choice but to be polite. I promised Stephanie, after I acted like a complete idiot at the hotel.I shake his hand as I say, “Vicenzo, nice to see you.”He raises an eyebrow at me and says, “Are you serious?”I shrug and say, “I promised Steph we’d have a civil relationship. Honestly, I don’t want to fight anymore, Enzo. We are both parents and from what Steph told me on the phone, our kids became friends. Can we have the party in peace?”“I ha
Stephanie Toussaint.When I heard Matt was asking about the girls’ birthdate, I knew right away that he was suspecting something. The three children are identical. It is obvious to anyone who sees them they have a father in common. But it never occurred to me how my stomach would turn to feeling threatened by this secret.I know I have to confess everything to Matt, and he will be furious. I know. But I do not know how. I lie down on my bed, while I wait for Amelia to bring me some grass water so I can calm my bubbling stomach.Emily watches me from the door with her brow furrowed and her arms crossed. I tell her, “Whatever you want to tell me, Emily, just say it.”She scratches the bridge of her nose and says to me, “When are you going to tell Matt that he is the girls’ real father? He has the right to know, you know?”I open my eyes wide and tell her, “I know he has the right to know. That makes it more difficult. I don’t want to get into a legal dispute with him.”“I think you’re m