Darlington's POV:I was surprised to enter my sitting room and perceive the familiar orange scent of Amara lingering around. It seemed like she had just taken a bath.I was surprised to see her, though. I was more than shocked to see Mrs. Zara Colton in the living room. Jenna had also phoned me and told me that she would be arriving the following week as discussed, and I was restless about it all. I didn't know what to explain to Jenna, although I had told her that Amara and I were not married. But seeing how naturally pretty Amara looked, I didn't want to let her go."Good evening," Amara greeted me, calming me down as I was still upset about seeing Mrs. Zara. She had actually come to discuss my marriage with my mother, and though I knew my mother hadn't informed Mrs. Zara yet that Amara was my arranged bride, the matter was still kept hidden from the Coltons' family.Bruce had also called me for us to meet, but I didn't want to hang out with Bruce, knowing that he's also interested
Darlington Briggs:"No way, Mom! Anyway, just allow me to deal with my problem, and I will sort it out later," I said, and my mother sighed and replied, "That's fine. Let's await Jenna's return. I'm sure she will have a better explanation and apologize to you. You should forgive her and continue with the marriage."I looked at my mother's face in stunned silence and finally asked her, "Where's Samara? I haven't seen her since I returned. I went to my house today to do some work there and to furnish it. Maybe soon, I will be leaving this house so that I can think clearly as a man and not have whether you or dad influencing my life.""That's fine. So long as you marry Jenna first, and go to your new house with her. I'm okay with that, but you wouldn't marry Amara, or accept her either," My mother replied."Okay, Mom. Can I eat now? Where's Nora?" I called our maid and sent her to go upstairs and summon Samara to come join us for dinner. Samara didn't show up, and I was already exhausted
Amara's POV:It was already evening when I awoke from my afternoon nap. I had been feeling sore, coupled with the fact that I was sad about Darlington's hesitation between me and Jenna Colton.When I looked into Darlington's eyes, I could tell that he wants me, but when I ask him, he says something different from what his eyes express.I thought about calling my father to tell him that Darlington and I didn't work out. I didn't want to stay in the city until Jenna is back, as I do not wish to see her and Darlington acting lovey-dovey. I had seen their photos together, and although it was in the past, the memory of it still irritated me.Carefully sliding out of the bed that I had been sleeping in since morning, I felt weak. I had only managed to have my breakfast in the morning, after Darlington left for work, as one of their maids brought me something to eat.As I made my way to the bathroom to bathe, I realized it was already past 5 pm, and Darlington would soon be back, so I hurrie
Amara's POV:"Darlington! Where do you think you're taking Amara to, and you didn't even care to greet your mother-in-law?" Mrs. Ifeoma was asking Darlington, who got into the driver's seat as I sat at the rear."Mom, Amara is not feeling well, and she's sick and vomiting," Darlington replied calmly to his mother, who gasped."Ah! Sick and vomiting? Are you sure that you haven't gotten her pregnant?" Mrs. Ifeoma asked, and I looked shocked as it slipped my mind to know if I was pregnant or not. I had been feeling sick, and also, I wasn't accurate with my feminine cycle."Mom, I don't know. When we get to the hospital, we will find out. I will be back," Darlington said to his mother as she frowned and moved away from the side door. He ignited the engine and drove out of the mansion.All throughout the drive journey to the hospital, I was silent, and so was Darlington. Truly, we have been having unprotected intercourse, and it was only right that I conceive for him, and I hadn't thought
Darlington Briggs:I couldn't tell Amara the truth, and I knew that she wouldn't believe me. Not after confirming from the doctor that Amara was carrying my baby. I was the one who had registered Amara as my neighbor at home and a close family friend to me, as I briefed the nurses about my father's closeness to Amara, when they had registered her name.The young nurses were aware that I was in a relationship with Jenna Colton and seeing me with another woman who had been confirmed pregnant. I didn't want the news to spread out, so I had to play along with the lies that had been created before.I could have jumped up excitedly to show Amara how happy I am to now become an expectant dad, the joy that Jenna had deprived me of, but then, I had to act cool and pretend that I wasn't happy.I wanted to express myself to Amara, but I was still considering how Jenna would feel about the whole thing. My mother had been so headstrong in preparing the wedding, even when I wasn't ready to wed Jenn
Amara Nicholas,I was in my room when I heard a knock on the door. I walked up to the door and pulled it open, and then I saw my mother's maid, Agnes, smiling at me.Agnes was dressed in a long blue gown; she was light-skinned and a young lady of my height. I am 24 years old. I was wearing a long blue nightgown, too, as it was already nighttime at around 9 p.m. on the 31st of December.We were waiting for the crossover celebration to begin, and I had pulled my hair into a bun shortly after drying it from taking my bath in my bathroom."What do you want, Agnes?" I asked her, looking at her face, and she smiled back at me."Good evening, Amara. If you have a moment, your father sent for you downstairs," Agnes informed me. I sighed and replied, "But we just finished having our dinner in the dining room. What does my father want to say to me again? I am not interested in the New Year celebration."Agnes smiled faintly at me and replied, "I don't know, but he's downstairs with your mom, and
Amara Nicholas,"Dad, I don't want to go to the city. I don't want to marry a city man," I protest. Tears are gathering in my eyes.My father stood up from the blue couch. He is a very tall man and dark-skinned in complexion, unlike me and my mother, who are both light-skinned.My father sighed and said, "Amara, we are not disowning you from being our daughter. You will always be our daughter, but you must start your own life and family to give your mother and me grandchildren. We also do not want you to leave us, but we cannot trust all these people here to look after you, so your mother and I decided on this: for you to go to the city, and there, you will be genuinely loved, not by greedy people who may be pretending with you to gain favor from us.""Dad!" Tears flowed freely from my eyes like taps, and my mother stood up and walked up to meet me."You don't have to cry. I can assure you that the Briggs family are good people, and Mr. Joshua Briggs is my childhood friend. You will be
Amara Nicholas,We got into my bedroom, which was very large, and my mother accompanied me to pack some of my things. She didn't want me to carry all my loads, reminding me that the Briggs family was wealthy and I didn't have to stress about arranging all my things and packing everything that I owned.We finished packing all the boxes around 1 a.m., and my mother was exhausted. She stretched and yawned and told me, "I have to go back now to my room to meet your father. Good night, my princess.""Okay, Mom, but I am still not happy about this marriage. Can't you speak to my father again about this?" I asked my mother. I am looking at her face with my blue-shining eyes that glimmer with hope at hearing her agree."No, Amara. I want you to marry and give me a grandchild. I cannot speak to your father about this again. Not to worry, when you get there to the city, I will be calling you from time to time to know how you're faring," my mother told me, and hot tears freely streamed down from