JADE? I couldn't believe my eyes. Jade was with Layla. When he left years ago, he said he would get his woman. I didn't think it would last, and what's surprising is that I was happy for them.“Jessica?” Layla shook me out of my thoughts, and I nodded to Jades' greeting."Oh, pardon my manners, please come in." I awkwardly cleared my throat.“Thank you,” Layla said, she walked in with Jade assisting her. Her belly was not that big, and how he held her was exaggerating. “It's fine, love, I'm okay, ” she complained.“I know, I just want to be sure. You’re carrying my baby, I don't want you or my baby to be uncomfortable,” he said, and she rolled her eyes.“So, did you miss me?” I turned to little Chris, who was still hugging my legs. Jade and Layla were already seated. I held little Chris's hand and walked to the sofa."Yes, I did, but Grace and Clinton are the ones who missed you a lot,” he said. I felt my eyes tearing, but I the tears in. I couldn't afford to cry in front of Jade and

He glared at me, his eyes held so much hate that I couldn't even spot the warmth he had for me years ago. “They asked you a question, don't keep them waiting,” he sneered. Caleb and Lulu worked in his favor as they curiously looked at me, waiting for an answer. I didn't know what to say, they had lived calling Jun their father. I didn't want to confuse them.“Uncle Clinton,” little Chris, walked in and ran to Clinton's side. He hugged his legs.“Buddy, you left without telling me, I got worried, so I came to check on you,” Clinton said.“Aunt Layla and Uncle Jade brought me back. I'm sorry I did not say goodbye, but it is good you followed me because at least you get to see Aunt, your wife,” little Chris said, and Clinton cleared his throat.“Why don't you show your siblings around? I want to talk to your aunt.” “Who wants to see my piano?”“Me!” Lulu said excitedly as she struggled to get down. Caleb, copying his sister, also got down and ran, following little Chris, who ran toward

 Her voice was cracky, which proved she was crying. “You must calm down, Loren, Chris will be okay.” I wiped my tears and sounded normal. “He won't, you are only saying this to encourage me. What happens to me, Jess? What am I supposed to do for a year, how will I even survive without him?” she sobbed. “He won't go in a coma for a year; he's going to be okay, he will wake up. Please stop crying,” I said as I walked to the kitchen. I saw a bottle of champagne earlier, one glass was going to be helpful. 

“You are seriously hurting me, Jun. Let go of my hand!” I complained, and he forcefully set my arm free. “What is your decision Jessica, him, or us?”  “There's nothing to choose from, Jun,” I said and walked back to the bags and took out the lingerie. "Oh, you're even wearing lingerie for him, nice.” “It's convenient for the place I'm going,” I said, threw off the towel and slipped into the lingerie. “

“There you are, I was looking for you.” Layla shook me out of my stare. I blinked tears away before I turned to face her. “I'm sorry I was not honest about the party, I thought you moved on.” “What are you talking about?” I pretended to be clueless. “It is Clinton's party, and I didn't tell you because I thought you wouldn't come.” "Oh, it's fine, like you said, I've moved on, I'm married, Layla,” I said, faking a smile.