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Mom👗
{When love decides
To take over}
©PROMISE DAVIS MAUREEN
(They are friends)
☔Episode 9☔
Penny’s POV:
I walk out of the kitchen and saw Chris and Maggie re-ading a book.
“What’s the title of that book baby?” I asked.
“It is mulan mom,” he replies.
Mulan? I thought it’s only in movies, is it in a book as well?
Maggie wanted to spend the night with us today since her b©yfri£ndis out of state. It is really a good thing cause I myself feel so lonely in here.
“Penny have you seen the recent news about Bryce King?” She asked me. Bryce King again? Is he some celebrity or something?
Yes I know he is freaky rich but……still…..
“No,what did it says?” I asked feigning interested about it, the truth is I’m not even slightly interested.
It pisses me off to think about him, it pisses me off that he keep showing up whenever I thought about forgetting him.
“His wife was pictured at a beach in Seattle.” She said and I froze.
Wife?
He has a wife?
What was I thinking,he is a father he definitely have a wife as well.
I…..I was speechless,my mind moving back and forth.
Wife?
I walk closer to where Maggie was sitting, scrolling throu-gh her mobile phone.
“What is the name of his wife?” I asked, she st©pped scrolling and rose an eyebrow at me.
“Few minutes ago you sounds unconcerned about it, what changed now?” She asked but I just pursed myl-ips into a thin line.
Something happened.
When Maggie told me about his wife, i felt something, something I haven’t feel in a long time.
Something that I’m not supposed to feel.
Jealousy.
Why am I jealous of whomever his wife may be?
“Zendaya Martin King”
Zendaya.
“Daughter of oil tycoon Mr Martin?” I asked in surprise and she nodded.
What is she doing alone in Seattle?
What concerns me anyway.
I walk back to the kitchen and continue with the pasta that I was cooking.
After cooking the food I served it and placed it on the dining table then the sauce.
“Dinner is served.” I called for both of them.
I sat down on my chair and await there pres£nce.
“This food of yours look delicious.” Maggie compliments and I roll my eyes.
“You haven’t even tasted it.” I scrunched up.my face.
“But I used the keyword ‘look’ don’t be so grumpy.” I kept silent and started eating my food.
Ain’t nob©dy going to spoil tonight for me.
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I was attending to customers when my phone rang.
I checked the caller and it was dad.
Dad?
Why is he calling me?
“Ana can you plea-se take the orders? I’ll just answer this call real quic-k.” I said holding up my phone. “Thanks.”
I followed the back door and sat down on a bench then picked the call and placed it on my ear.
“Hello”
“Penelope, how are you child?” He asked.
“I’m good, why do you call?” I asked in a monotone voice.
He rarely call me, ever since the woman I called my mother told him not to.
“Why? Can’t I call my daughter now?” He asked and I rolled my eyes. Daughter indeed.
I took a de-ep breath and cleared my throat.
“Sasha gave me the invitation, I’ll be there for Xmas celebr@tion. If there’s nothing else then I’ll like to hang up now.” I said but he quic-kly st©pped me.
“Don’t come home for Xmas celebr@tion.” He said and I frowned my face.
But she said that dad told me to come.
“Why?” I questioned, he was silent for aehile that I thought he hanged up.
“Because it won’t be good for you mentally Penny, save yourself the stress and stay where you are, take care of yourself and hour child.” He said and o heard the dot dot sound.
He hanged up.
What did he meant by that?
I didn’t put much thought into his word and went back to the counter.
Who cares what he have to say?
Not like he cared though, if he cared he wont allow that woman and her favorite kid maltreat me.
“Penny are you crying?” Ana c@m£ out from behind me.
Huh? I placed my f!nger un-der my eges and they were coated with tears.
I didn’t even realize that I was tearing up.
“I didn’t know that I was crying.” I said calmly, my face bec@m£ heavy for me to carry.
All I wanted right now is a l@yon the be-d but I couldn’t do that because I had to work.
“You can always talk to me Penelope, is it about Chris?” She asked and I shook my head.
“My father doesn’t want me in his house this Christmas celebr@tion again.” I said and sigh.
“Again?
“Ever since I got pregnant I’m regarded as an outcast in that family. My mother despises me including my elder sister. My father is no different just that he cares a little. He still cares.” I explained and allowed my tears to roll down my cheek.
It is getting too much for me.
How can my own mother be so inconsiderate? How can she be so heartless to the fact that she doesn’t care if I’m dead or alive. Even a man that I don’t know and he doesn’t know me have helped me and defended me more than my own mother will ever do.
Bryce King.
The thought of him made me bur-st into a ha-rd wailing sobs.
He is such a kindhearted cold bastard.
Why…..why can’t I be happy?
Don’t I deserve that happiness at all?
Someone plea-se tell me, don’t I?
Episode 10☔
Bryce’s POV
I stare down at the loads of files in front of me and sigh.
My mind was far from me at the moment. I keep thinking about her.
I scroll throu-gh my phone and stare at her new pictures.
What is she doing at Seattle?
I quic-kly put away my phone and buried my face in my hand. Why can’t you be here Zendaya?
Why?
The telephone started ringing and I placed it on my ear.
“Yes?”
“Miss King is here with her nanny.”Katie said, I gro-an ed and cursed un-der my breath.
“Let them in.” I said and dropped the telephone.
The door was soon pushed open and Faith walked in with Arley beside her.
“Daddy.” She called and rushed towards me.
I bend and kssed her both cheek and smiled.
“Why are you here baby?” I asked.
“I made muffins for you daddy, Faith and I.” She said with a proud smile on her face.
I chuckled silently and my gaze landed on the box on my desk.
“It’s gon’ be delicious, I’m sure of that.” I said and she nodded vigorously.
“Let’s check it out shall we?” I said and open the box. “Wow,”
“It’s delicious to the eyes.” I said and took a piece of the muffin and took a bite.
“I love it baby.” I said and she smiled proudly.”Thank you.”
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“Where do you wanna go baby?” I asked as I decided to take her out.
“I want to go to Ana’s cafe, I miss Penny.” She said, I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced down at her.
“Penny?” I asked and she nodded, “Where do you know her from? How did you get to know her?”
“Faith and I went to try out a cafe the other day and I saw her there,she was very nice to me. She added more strawberry shortcake for me and smiled at me.” She said dreamily. “She is Christian’s mother.”
I stood there gaping at my six years old girl.
She…..she never speak much about herothwr but she’s all biogra-phy on another woman?
“Let’s go then.”I said and took the elevator.
I press the bu-tton to my un-derground garage and it started moving.
Penny, Christian.
She have a child, she wasn’t wearing a wedding ring or engagement ring. She is so poor as well.
My mind went back to the scene that happened five days ago at the school parents meeting.
I shook my head and fished out my car keys from my br£@st pocket.
🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀
I park the car in front of the cafe and got down with Arley.
“Daddy are we going to visit grandma tomorrow? I miss her, I’ll get her pancakes from Penny.” Arley said.
I just nod and pushed the glas-s door open.
“Welcome to…….”
“Penny!” Arley shouted and Penny looked up.
“Hi baby girl, are you alone today?” She asked Arley, never ma-king eye contact with me.
“I c@m£ with daddy.” She replied and gr-ab hold of my hand.
Penny eyes wi-de-ned and she glanced at me then my daughter.
“Good day Mr King, what can I get you?” She asked.
“What do you want Arley?”
“Peanut, pancakes for grandma. Strawberry shortcake and two cu-ps of Cappuccino plea-se.” She said with a smile.
“Your order coming right up, you can take a seat while I prepare it.” Penny said and i nods.
Penny’s POV:
My heart sank into my stomach when I found out that that cute baby girl is Bryce King’s child.
That was why she looked familiar to me.
I quic-kly prepare her orders and pack it inside our customized polythene.
“Here you go Miss King, it’s $450.” He di-p his hand inside his p@n-ts pocket and fished out a wallet.
He opened the wallet and hand over $1,000 dollars to me.
“Mr King, I know that you’re a rich man but you ought to know that we dont have a change for this amount of money.” I said dejectedly.
“You can have it Miss James,” He said in a monotone voice.
He collect the polythene from me and gr-ab hold of baby girl’s hand then pu-ll her towards the door.
“See you next time Penny.” She waved at me and I waved back.
Such a lively little daughter of a rich cold billionaire business mogul.
Bad combination.
I shrugged and went back to my daily work.
At least i got $550 dollars today.
……………
I put in the CD and the music started pla-ying.
The soothing voices of westlife makes me close my eyes.
I do much love this crew, there song is everything.
My favorite of all time is “someone nee-ds you”
“Get me the salt plea-se.” I told Chris and he did.
“You dances like Jennifer Lopez Mom.” Chris said and roll his eyes.
“Oh st©p the flattering baby, jlo is a genius.”
The music was blasting and I was swaying my h!ps carelessly to the beats.
“Mommy there is a knock on the door.” Chris said and I st©pped dancing. Who could it be?
I walk out of the kitchen and clean my hand with a neat towel then pause the music and walk towards the door.
I peeped in throu-gh the keyhole but couldn’t see anything.
I opened the door and my mouth was left hanging.
What!
The only word that I was able to mumble was.
“You?”
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TO BE CONTINUED