"Grandpa?!" Cherry pouted, her nose turning slightly red. "I don't like it when you talk to my mummy in that manner," "Oh.... Would you look at that?" Ethan chuckled. "Your mum is messing up and I am trying to put some sense into her dumb brain yet you are here complaining?" He laughed harder. Cherry pressed her lips into a thin line and bit the inner flash in her mouth. "Even though. I know you are talking about Aunty Eddie but there are other ways you can correct someone other than being insulting." Cherry tried correcting Ethan on a more serious note and Stacy pulled Cherry into her arms "Shh, don't say anything, Pookie. You should not retort back at an elder," Stacy corrected her, instilling some manners into her. "And besides, he was talking to me, okay?" Stacy whispered and Cherry's adorable eyes met with Stacy's amber eyes. It was clear she felt sorry. "Okay, mummy. But he shouldn't yell at you again. You are not at fault. My naughty Daddy is." Cherry mused softly on
Eddie froze midway through her facade as she frowned and pouted her lips at Bruce. "Such a grumpy man. He can't even feed a pregnant lady who is in pain," She complained with a sneer on her lips. "I know that I am not pregnant but what if I was pregnant for him?! Could this have been the way he would have ignored me like I am a nobody all in the name of he is sleepy and tired?" Eddie rolled her eyes. "Douchebag!" She cussed him and sighed. "Goodness! I have to think of something really quick." She thought as she averted her gaze to his broad back that was faced against her. A few moments later_ "Oww!!" A loud cry erupted In the room. "I need water, please. My belly is hurting so bad! Our baby is in danger," The annoying cry pierced into Bruce's ears and he grumbled. "The heck is she up to now?" He almost yelled out. Shutting his eyes tightly, he remembered that damned man who forced him to do this. " Doctor Miles, I will make sure you pay for making me pass through this hel
An unknown knock was heard on their door and Bruce moved his gaze to the transparent door but could not see who was outside his room due to the way the glass was built. Eddie looked at him and then at the door, she knew that there were only two people who could come to Bruce's room by this time, knocking on his door. "Those witches won't let me enjoy my time here," She whispered under her breath, her eyes full of annoyance. Bruce was about to get up from the bed when she beat him to it. "I will check," She said you him gently and Bruce relaxed back. "Who is at the door?" Eddie asked as she walked to the door and opened it. There was no one before her till she moved her gaze downwards and saw the blonde-haired girl she had expected. She frowned her face at the sight of her before throwing questions at Cherry's face. "What do you want?" Eddie asked but the moment Cherry opened her mouth to answer her questions, she threw another."Shouldn't you be sleeping in your room
"What? How can cockroaches be in here?" Bruce frowned. Eddie hid behind him instantly. "Don't ask me those damned questions! How would I know? First, it was ants, and now cockroaches? What the heck is up with your room?” Eddie asked. “I don't know. It's never been like this,” "What do you mean by that? Are you trying to say all these insects started coming Into your room ever since I came here? Huh?” Eddie asked, glaring at Bruce. "I didn't say anything like that but if you take it that way, it might be true,” Bruce shrugged his shoulders. "I will call the guard to come and clean up the room so you can have some sleep. I might also have to hire another maid to clean up-” "Sleep where? So another type of insect can climb up my body? I can't sleep here, Bruce. I won't sleep in this scary room filled with all sorts of insects!” Eddie suddenly screamed when she felt a cockroach crawl up her feet. "Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!” She screamed but Bruce was confused about what h
"I_i...I do," Her voice came out shakily that she couldn't tell him that she didn't want him. Or perhaps she did. She did miss him, his breath against her sensitive skin, his touch, the way his tongue played on her skin. She missed him a lot in these few hours while he was away, spending his time with Eddie. She just wished she could find out the reason why he was hurting her so much. He hurt her at first and now he was getting close to her like nothing happened before. Why should she let him her close to her again after what he did? He should pay for it. He must pay for it! "You do, huh?" Bruce smirked and slammed the door next to them shut with one of his hands, then twisted the key till it got locked as his gaze remained on Stacy, keeping her in place. "Then why bother to pull away from me when you know you want the same from me? Isn't that being inconsiderate? Being selfish when you know I need you? and miss you so badly? huh?" Bruce confessed as he whispered again aga
Bruce Yates calmly slid the contract papers across his desk towards Stacy. "Sign these to become a substitute mother to my daughter. In return, I will increase your salary without requiring you to come to the office as a staff and also give you anything you request as long as you agree to my proposal,” He proposed expressionlessly. Stacy, with astonishment in her amber eyes, hesitated as she clutched the office documents she was about to deliver to him close to her chest. Stuttering, she asked with surprise in her voice, "B-but…why? It's all so..." "Sudden?” Bruce Yates completed, raising his perfectly styled eyebrows at Stacy who had a shocked look on her gorgeous face. Bruce Yates could have easily gotten someone better. But he knew there was no one more promising than Stacy Hills. Why her? Cause he wants the best mother for his six-year-old daughter and he was sure Stacy Hills was competent to be a substitute mother to her. "Do you agree to this contract or not?” He pre
Stacy gulped silently, her throat constricting as her cheeks heated up. The air conditioner in the office was cold but Stacy felt her whole body heat up by his proximity. Her dark lashes fluttered, looking up at him with her innocent amber eyes. "Do I look like a beast?” Bruce asked calmly, his hands pressed on the wall at both sides of Stacy’s head as he peered coldly down at her. Stacy gulped slightly, anxiety running shooting through her blood, wondering why he asked that. "A monster?” She shook her head at him. "Do I look like I'm gonna bite you?” Stacy shook her head vigorously, her amber eyes still wide open, feeling the heat between their bodies slowly intensifying. In a deep, husky voice tinged with a hint of frustration, he calmly questioned her, "Then tell me why you keep running away from me when you see me passing by. You think I don't see you doing so but I always do. I do see you 'cause I have eyes everywhere, Stacy Hills,” Bruce Yates whispered, peering i
A few hours later, the staff were on break and Stacy used the chance to quickly finish up her extra work instead of going on break. "Aren't you going to have something to eat yet?” Samantha asked. "No, I'm not. I need to finish up with these files first before having anything to eat,” Stacy said, fully focused on her PC. Samantha rolled her eyes and shut Stacy’s PC right before her. "What are you doing? I don't want Mr. Yates to get mad at me for not finishing up with these files. Go, I'll join you soon,” Samantha paid no attention to Stacy’s words and grabbed her arm. "You're following me no matter what you say. Do you know how many times your stomach grumbled beside me? Have something to eat first then you can return to your work,” Samantha said, pulling Stacy towards the elevator. Stacy let out a sigh in defeat. "Alright,” Stacy pouted. On getting to the roadside outside the tall company building made of solid glass Samantha cussed. "Dammit! I forgot to take my pur