[Clayton POV] I looked at her eyes, they were red, she had been crying, I know this is probably the hardest decision she has ever made, but it is the wrong one. “No,” I say firmly, she has to have lost her mind if she thinks I am going to even let her go. “Please" she plead, "I am no good for you Clayton, you deserve so much better.” “I get to decide what I deserve,” I reply coldly, I feel so angry, she is hiding something from me and instead of telling me she is choosing the highway. “I am a disgusting woman, you are too great to even be with me, I have scars all over my body, I was assaulted, and I am filthy....” “Shut up,” I shout, I hate this having to argue to her about this. “I do not care who you are, but you have no right to talk about my wife like that, she is an amazing woman." I speak angrily. "She is a survivor, she is really kind, the most beautiful woman in this world, the kindest the sweetest and she is the smartest woman I know, she is even greater than I coul
[Clayton POV] The next morning Kaleah woke up earlier than me, to make me a cup of coffee, it made my heart dance a little with happiness. Though it was hard for her to go back to the usual Kaleah, it was good to see her try a little to do so. “I will come pick you up for the appointment with the gynecologist, okay?” I tell her, she smiles before nodding. “This will be okay, we will go through this okay,” “I hope so,” I hugged her goodbye before stopping to say goodbye to Zoey. I need to vent this out to someone; I can’t talk to Conan about this he would never understand anything. Maybe Evelyn would know how to get through this. I had called her inviting her for breakfast, and she came with her husband of course. “So, what is it?” she finally asked after I had procrastinated for almost half an hour. I take a deep breath before telling her the current situation, she is shocked the more I explain. “Poor Leah, she must be going through a lot,” she sympathizes, this clearly floor
[Clayton POV] Kaleah takes a deep breath, I can feel her hands tremble, “I…. um… I am pregnant.” The room is first silent, they are probably adding two and two together, grandmother opens her mouth to speak but she doesn’t. “Congratulations,” Conan says. “The father…...” Cyan tries to say but I cut her off at once. “We don’t care about that, we are keeping it,” I say firmly glaring at her. Conan doesn’t seem to care but grandmother on the other hand looks too shocked to even speak. “Grandmother?” Kaleah says, almost in tears. “Oh… Oh… child, don’t, I didn’t mean, I am just shocked, I will not be against anything that is your two’s decision okay,” she finally says, standing from where she sat to wipe the tears off her eyes. “Hey… we will support you okay, you do not have to be scared.” Melisa says; Cyan also walks to hug Kaleah. She cries as the two women hug and console her, maybe I should have told them sooner, because she would have gotten the support sooner. “Hey Clayton
[Clayton POV] Of course, I knew my gut feeling was not wrong, that darn therapist not only violated patient confidentiality, she also spread lies about my marriage. “What do you want me to do?” Cain asked, “you want me to pay Mimi Dawson again.” Pay her, for her just to ignore my warnings and continue on talking trash about my wife? “No, let us do this differently I want to destroy her this time, I want to crush her so hard she wouldn’t be able to recover.” “How do you think we can do that?” Cain seems confused, it didn’t seem we had any information to ruin this woman. “We will find a way,” I say determined, “I might already have a way to destroy her, in the meantime get me a slot on her show, I want to go clear up this whole mess.” Cain seems to not agree with my resolute, “what? Say whatever is on your mind.” “As much as I respect and trust you, I don’t think going to her show would be a good idea,” Cain says worried, “and I don’t think the madam would like it too.” “I have
[Clayton POV- Earlier that day] Cain had come to my office later telling me there was someone here to see me. Suzy Boyle here looking disorientated, Conan is quite fast with implementing things, for her to even come only two hours after Conan filed the lawsuit. “How can I help you, Miss Boyle?” I asked sarcastically knowing very well why she is here. “I…... I…… I got a call from the mental health association,” she mutters softly, still trembling. “Oh… is that so?” I ask still acting oblivious, “what does that have to do with me?” “I was told that you filed a complaint about my misconduct.” “Did I? I wonder why, you were an amazing therapist, slut shamed my wife for being sexual assaulted masking it as advice,” even speaking about it now makes me angry. “I … I apologize, that was not my intention, I just wanted to give advice to her. But they are going to take my license, I will lose my job, please sir don’t do this.” “Why? So, you can continue to shame other sexual assault su
[Third person POV] It was all a bust, she had planned on living off Kaleah’s alimony after her divorce by claiming Ellen’s child, but it seemed the Becketts had no plan of letting her go. “What are we going to do now mother? I cannot stay in that dump any longer,” Layla grumbles. “Ugh…. They applied for a restraining order Layla, we will have to go back to that dump,” Crystal says deflated, all her plans to live lavishly done down the drain. [Meanwhile] “He was just spewing nonsense Fredrick, that man was just angry about the gossip……” “Dr Martin you can start with the DNA tests,” Mr. Dawson says angrily, “Honey please, that will not be necessary, trust me, he was just trying to start trouble,” Mimi pleads. She had been sitting with this secret for years, her husband Fredrick Dawson was in fact infertile. “Father…... this is…...” Candice tries to plead with her angry father, the humiliation she would feel if her father were just a mere camera man compared to her father who is
[Kaleah POV] I was now two months pregnant, 7 months to go, my morning sickness had just started, and I curse the days I thought mother was exaggerating when she called morning sickness the wrath from hell. “Are okay now?” Cyan asked, we had not resumed our art shop preparations, it was going to open just after I give birth, but he had chosen to sell some pieces online before the physical shop opened. But due to me puking my guts out all morning, our preparations were halted as well. “I am sorry,” I speak, “I really think I am going to die.” “Please don’t enlist the fear of having kids to me, I am very looking forward to giving birth to a cute freckled ginger,” Cyan says. I could only smile bitterly, I also really would want to give birth to a brown eyes' cutie, be as strong willed as his father and maybe have my artistic abilities. “Hey, don’t give me that, you and Clayton are going to have more kids,” Cyan says. “I doubt,” Clayton and I’s marriage has been lacking a lot of i
[Clayton POV] I felt like I was over the moon, well I have gone through many articles on how to know when your wife is ready to be intimate with you. Though I ignored the first advice which was to talk to her, turns out the first advice was the right one. “You look happy today,” Cain says, I have been a bit grumpy over the days. “Well, I talked to my wife, and we sort everything out,” I say enthusiastically. “I am happy for you,” Cain says, “well shall we start the day?” “Yes, please I have to go back to my family early today, I just want to spend some quality time.” Father was a family man; he would come home early every time to help mother cook or help her with taking carer of Cyan and me. I always envied him growing up, he had such an amazing family and was so happy, and now I am the happy man my father once was. I just hope to always be with my family and protect them, I don’t want to die like mother and father. “Um…. Clayton, may I have a word,” Cain says, “I know you wa