Noah POV
But 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
Noah POV“Let’s meet up at Blue Canyon. ” I informed Brent and ended the call.I was walking briskly toward my car when a man intercepted me.He was the head of my security team.“Ed.” I nodded in greeting.“Sir. We are staking the house and your family.” He reported.“Good. Keep me posted and mark my words. If something happens to them, you will all pay up big time.” I warned before getting into my car and driving away.This is the first time I used my name and my wealth to threaten anyone. I was not used to doing that, but the protective instinct in me was the one talking. I do not know what I would have done if something happened to my family, especially as I am not around to protect them.When I got to Blue Canyon, Brent was already waiting for me.
Noah POV“Keep this under wraps. I do not want news of this getting out until we catch all his cohorts. And from now on, tighten the security at Hunter Enterprises. Don’t leave anything to chance. We are at war.” I told them and they nodded.“I will make everyone pay,” I told them, but how can I make everyone pay if I am also an unwitting accomplice to Uncle Matt’s purported crime?
Briana POVA sense of guilt had overtaken me after knowing Noah had not slept a wink and sat outside our house all night.“Go home,” I told him after breakfast without looking at him.My brothers refrained from saying anything.They refrained from showing approval or disapproval in Noah's presence. I was sure it was in deference to the triplets.
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