The Crazy, Rich Madame

chapter 77

Vladimyr woke up early the next day. A warm beaming of morning sunlight that penetrate the thin white curtains came through and it awaken her from a her good sleep.

Vladimyr push her self up to sat in her soft and heavenly comfortable bed. There's no sign of her beloved man beside her and she frowns.

"Where is he?" she roam her gaze around their room. To check if he's still there. But there’s no sign of ‘Luvien’

Vladimyr got up from the bed even though she’s still drowsy. She went straight to the bathroom to check it. But the bathroom was open so she knew no one was there.

Vladimyr sat up in bed again. She feels heavy now. She was dizzy and the bed seemed to be pulling her back. But, she didn’t want to go to sleep just yet. She has been like this for a few days and she feels even weaker. She breathed an airy sigh and starts walking towards the door with a heavy mood.

Just down the stairs she could hear the giggles of the children from below. They seem to be very happy with what they are doing.

“Hey guys. Goodmorning. ”

She smiled, greetings descending the last step of the stairs. The children were playing in the living room.

Almost simultaneously, they looked up at Vladimyr before greeting her enthusiastically.

"Goodmorning Mom!"

The kids greeted her almost yelling in unison as they giggles. Vladimyr laughed at their gesture. Her heart is overflowing with gladness. Seeing her children happy.

Vladimyr turned his gaze to the kitchen door when something delicious invaded her nostrils. Immediately, her stomach rumbling. Her mind was occupied with the delicious smell of that food.

The smell is familiar. It has a sweet smell of something she can't recognize. There was only one thing in her mind, she wanted to have some of that food.

Vladimyr subconsciously followed the delicious and sweet aroma of the food she just smelts. Her stomach now was rumbling.

From the open fiber glass door of the kitchen, she saw the other helpers busy while the chef was moving swift and fast.

Vlad went further, she saw a familiar back of a man in his black business attire. An apron tie was wrapped on it's waist while the strap was seen on his nape.

“That smells delicious. What are you cooking?” Vladimyr interrupted them as she  lean on the kitchen’s doorframe—grazing them with her analytic eyes.

Almost simultaneously, they were distracted, same as the man with intimidating and irrisistable charm exudes from him. His handsome smile plastered on his magnetizing, bow shaped lips.

“Baby … You're awake!” Lucien was slightly surprised to see Vlad in the doorway. His sweet smile kept registered on her lips, he instructed the helpers of what they should do to the other dish before approaching Vladimyr.

“Good morning sexy Baby.” Lucien greeted Vlad and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips.
“—And good morning to my little angel there.” Lucien turned to Vladimyr's stomach. Although it wasn't obvious yet, Lucien's palm carefully caressed Vlad's stomach and then kissed it lovingly.

“Now, I have two babies here. The unruly one and the angel inside the unruly mommy. ” Lucien smiled sweetly. But Vladimyr had no negative reaction.

"Are you hungry?”

“I smelled something good, so I came here. What is it?”

“Ah yeah! I cooked a native dish. Ginataang bilo-bilo for our breakfast. Our former nanny used to cook it when it was a kid. So, I remember. ”