Noah POV
I could not explain the sudden sadness that attacked me right that moment.
I rue the years lost. If only I had taken the time to search for Briana after I got back from my treatment abroad. I have not lost so much time.
I sighed and stopped outside my car.
“We can’t fit into your car,” Briana announced when she saw what I brought.
I stopped and realized that my car was not even child-friendly.
I mentally knocked my head. In my excitement, it slipped past my notice that my car would be too small to accommodate them.
I looked shyly at Briana and rubbed the back of my head in stupefaction.
Noah POVBut that would be wishful thinking.I knew Briana was trying to be civil for the children’s sake.I could sense her detachment when I tried to include her in my conversation with the children.Though there are moments when I get to see a glimpse of the old Briana, I can feel her resistance.She did not want this and was only doing so for the children.
Noah POVIt was getting dark when we started loading the triplets in the car.They kept insisting on a last ride. Briana, and I indulged them.Because the children napped at the park, they were energetic and very much awake on the ride home. The van was full of their laughter.“Let’s do this again,” Brixx announced when Briana asked them if they enjoyed themselves.I smiled because I liked spending more time with them.We passed by the Rosewood Hotel, and the children were pointing their fingers at it.“Mommy, your hotel!” They cried simultaneously.“Do you want to stop for dinner at the hotel?” Briana asked the children.They all answered yes.I pulled to the hotel entrance.&
Noah POVI shot Briana a confused look and was stunned by her stricken face.“Is it true?”Despite having our children as an unwitting audience, I could not wait to ask.My heart was thumping wildly in my chest in excitement while I waited for her confirmation. I had not been banking on this development. But it sure was a relief to know that Briana had never remarried, nor was she in a relationship.I figured if I wanted to take back my family, this was my chance. A chance I promise to put to good use. I’ll win her back.To my dismay, Briana only averted her face.She acted like she did not hear me, but I knew better.She avoided answering my question.I did not press, though. I figured we still had time to discuss her social status without the children.
Noah POVMarcus Ford barked an awkward laugh.He coughed self-consciously as if to clear his throat when he realized he was the only one laughing. I refused to join him in his merriment.Then, he met my unflinching gaze.“What kind of question is that?”My eyes narrowed into slits. A sign that I am way past my tolerance level.“Don’t try to evade answering my question with another question. I am not playing games here.” I warned.I was at my wit’s end. I was incr
Brie POV“Congratulations, Mrs. Hunter. You are ten weeks pregnant.”I got out of the doctor’s clinic completely in a daze. Her words echoed in my head, making my heart beat fast. In the midst of grief and pain, finally, there’s some good news, I mused to myself. Ecstatic, I could not help the grin that spread across my face, feeling the slight lifting of the weight on my shoulders. With renewed vigor, I quickened my steps. The elevator opened. I walked out, passing the nurse station on my way to the ICU.“Mrs. Hunter.” The nurse greeted me. “Hi. How’s Noah?” I asked the nurse, feeling a little fatigued. “Still the same. Mr. Hunter has not woken up yet.” The statement dampened my enthusiasm. Still, I marched to my husband’s bed, took the chair, and sat down. The nurse left to give us privacy. I looked at the dearly beloved face of the man I loved, and longing pierced my heart. Involuntarily, my hand lifted to touch his face. I let the tip of my finger trace his eyelids bef
Brie POVTwo things came to my head at once. My husband is awake, and he is divorcing me. “It does not make sense,” I said to Mr. Langley who looked so much like he wanted the ground he stood on to swallow him. His body language screamed of guilt and pity. I can’t stand it anymore. There had to be a misunderstanding somewhere, and the only person who could clarify and explain the questions in my head was my husband, who, I believed, was still lying in the ICU bed. Immediately, I asked one of the company drivers to get a car ready for me, but no one was moving. It looks like everyone knew about Noah’s decision to divorce me except me. I could not help feeling bitter, seeing how these same people who used to bow down in my presence suddenly turned cold and uncaring. How have the tides quickly turned?I pivoted on my heels and started walking back to the hospital. But before I could do that, Uncle Matt called me. When I turned around to inquire, I was shocked when he upended a box
Brie POVAfter signing my name on the divorce agreement, I walked out of Noah’s room as if the devil was after me. There was something about the air in Noah’s hospital room that had me suddenly feeling suffocated. “Mrs. Hunter, are you alright?” One of the nurses asked when she saw me pressing my palm to the wall for support, breathing heavily. The nurse walked up to me and held my arm. “You looked pale. Do you want me to get the doctor?” She asked, sounding concerned. I shook my head. It was then that I realized I had been crying. “I am alright. Thank you.” I told the kind-hearted nurse and hurriedly wiped at my tear-stained cheeks. I winced, feeling a sudden overpowering sense of nausea.“I have to go,” I told her. “Your box.” She reminded. I looked at the box in repugnance and shook my head, my chest constricting in pain. That box represents painful memories of today. I cannot take it. “Can I leave it here? You can throw it away for me.” I said.The elderly nurse looked a
Brie POVNoah must have assumed that I had accepted his accusation with my silence because when he spoke his words were full of venom.“Facts won’t lie Briana. And the report said that someone deliberately caused the accident. Someone tampered with the car.” “It wasn’t me!” I argued in my defense. My voice came out harsh because I never thought that I would become a suspect in the accident. Not in my wildest dreams.“You have the motive.” “What motive?” “Don’t tell me you have forgotten about your lover? Didn’t you plan this whole thing with him so you would be left to inherit our family’s fortune once we were gone?” His voice held his contempt, and my brows furrowed, recalling when I had ever had a lover. “You know I can never kill them. I love Marsha and Danny too much!” I tried to grope for the right words to say to make him see that what he was suggesting was preposterous. I can never kill the two people who took me in from the orphanage when I was young. The ones who had