In a stunning twist of fate, the life of a billionaire hedge fund is turned upside down when Alison, the woman who saved his son's life, awakens from a 10-day coma believing she is not only his wife but also the loving mother of his children. The bo...
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Jake
I put the kids to bed after dinner and had a shower to get my mind in place to talk to Alison. I walked into the kitchen after checking on Freddy, and she was closing the dishwasher. "Did you finish here, darling?"
"Yes." She softly said, smiling at me.
Alison's smiles were back as soon as her routine had kicked in.
"Lovely." I smiled back and offered her my hand. "It's early. Why don't you join me in the sitting room?"
Alison lay on the sofa with her head on my lap and I rested my hand on her belly. The fire cracked and made noises in front of us. The scene seemed so domestic, perhaps a TV commercial.
Our little boy, whom we still must come up with a name, had started kicking, and everything felt so real now. I have only experienced Tommy's kicking. He used to do that a lot, upsetting Gracie at night. With Jamie, I had not been part of the pregnancy and now experiencing it with Alison felt good.
Playing with Alison's hair, I concluded that starting with a light subject would be best. I was unsure how to break the news that our kids could be taken away. "Your school called this morning. They were talking about the open night at the gallery next month."
"What did they tell you about it?"
"They were mainly fishing for donations. Art schools are expensive, but they live off donations. It seems like patronage is what they were after."
Alison moved her head, looking at me. "Did Jessica handle them?"
My eyebrows rose in confusion, and I glanced down at her face. "Why would I pawn it off on Jessica? I deal with your school myself, Alison. They always call me directly. You're important to me."
It has not been long since we returned from the clinic. Does Alison still need reassurance regarding us?
"You're a busy man. It crossed my mind that Jessica could do those things."
Looking into her eyes, I kept playing with her hair. "Well, Jessica handles lots of things, Alison. But things that are important to you, I make them important to me too."
"Why did you think it would be good for me? I mean the school."
"It was your phone that gave it away. I checked your phone after you woke up at the hospital and it had thousands of landscape pictures inside. And then you kept talking about us not having family pictures. I assumed it would be good for you if you take them yourself."
A few minutes passed, and we exchanged no words. Comfortable silence took over, and she said nothing more. Just as I thought Alison had fallen asleep, she asked me another question.
"Jake? How was it when we met?"
"I told you before. The day I described in England was when I met you. You were friendly and helped me with Jamie while I took Tommy to the bathroom."
