RODRI'S POVGoing to the supermarket was a great idea, it was the perfect way to get Vanessa back in good spirits after what had happened a while ago.I wanted to rest after a long day at work and the unending zoom meeting at home, but Vanessa was top priority. So I decided to go shopping with her but with the happenings at the office, I had to make a pitstop first."I'll have to stop at the office first," I said to Vanessa as I led her to the Lambo, collecting the key from the driver who was ready to drive us where we needed to go. "There's an emergency at the office and I have to be there, but it won't take long, okay?" She nodded slightly as I strapped her in the car, she deliberately avoided any form of eye contact. It felt strange to me that she was suddenly refusing to look at me but I couldn't exactly blame her. Not long ago, she had tried to get my attention after I had successfully avoided her for a while and it had almost cost her the pregnancy. It was totally understandabl

TRINITY'S POV The operator you're trying to reach is currently unavailable, please try again later or wait after the beep to leave a message… "Pick up the damn call!" I yelled as I threw the phone across the room, boiling with rage at the words that had been flowing repeatedly out of it. How could someone like Vanessa block my calls? What gave that mouse the audacity to do such a thing to me? I could remember vividly how small and timid she had looked, sitting in my office, asking for me to get rid of her bastard child. Her eyes had not been able to meet mine and she had fidgeted so terribly it had irritated me to watch. She had been such a pitiful sight but now, all that has changed? From dressing and living like a church mouse, having not a single penny to her name, now, she had been spoiled with so much wealth by Rodri and his family all because of me. I had given her the opportunity of a lifetime, a chance to make her worthless life become something useful but what had

VANESSA'S POV "What?!" Instinctively, my hand went to my stomach as I woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. My eyes darted around the car, trying to remember where I was and as soon as it came rushing back to me, I shifted my attention to Rodri, scared something had happened to him. "Are you fucking serious right now?!" He screamed again, gripping the wheel so hard I saw his knuckles go pale. Who was he talking to that was making him react this way? I leaned forward, trying to listen in on the conversation but then I noticed he had his earphones plugged in. He was quiet for a while, probably listening to what the other person had to say and then suddenly, he let out an exasperated sigh before turning around to look at me. The moments our eyes met, he stopped short, surprise masking his features. "Did I wake you up?" He mumbled, looking apologetic. I gave him a small smile that was accompanied with a quick shake of my head. "Make sure you stay alert, Brianna and call m

Rodri’s POV "Tell Rodri to get the both of you over here right now, his mum just woke up!" I had heard him clearly, but it seemed like I was in a trance and everything else around me wasn't real. My mind started to doubt the information that had been passed through my ears into my brain. "What?" Vanessa's voice was merely a whisper as we sat in the same position, shock written all over our faces. "What did you say?" She asked quietly, confirming I was not the only one who was finding it out to believe what we had both clearly heard. Could it be our minds playing a trick on us? "Didn't you hear what I just said?" My dad's voice boomed out the speaker, sounding impatient and heavily breathless. "Call Rodri to get the car ready, so the both of you can get here as quickly as possible!" He barked out the command before the call disconnected. "Rodri," Vanessa motioned to me as she gently removed her leg from my hold. "Let's go see your mom." Slowly, it started to come to me. My brai

TRINITY'S POV While I waited for the engineer—the receptionist had directed me to after her failed attempt to strike up a conversation with me—to complete the finishing touches on my brand new phone, I felt the anger returning back. It wasn't as if my anger towards Vanessa had left but at least it had subsided after I had ravished a box of doughnuts and two large glasses of milkshakes. But sitting in a room, bored to death as my feet swelled was not the way I had expected my Saturday to go. "Aren't you done yet?" I inquired firmly, making sure my voice was loud enough for him to hear over the annoyingly loud music that was blasting through the speakers in the room. If there was one thing I hated more than Vanessa, it was noise and waiting followed closely by and annoying as the situation was, both of them were in full motion. The man reduced the volume of the music, gave me a cheeky smile before answering in a way that made my skin crawl, "Yes, ma'am." He gave me a quick wi