Chapter 125

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Third person POV•

"Theresa, can you relax" Barbara walks behind Theresa as she attempts to head out the house.

"Barbara, I honestly can't" she comes to a stop, turning around to her "my flight has been booked, I'm leaving for Florida tomorrow"

Barbara let out a sigh "things can still work out, My dear. Leaving now means you're giving up"

"I am giving up" she cut in "I am, Barbara. In as much as I love Eric, I have self worth. I can't be chasing him for a whole year....he even proposed to her. Please, Barbara"

"Theresa, we can find a way around it. I can't let my son make this mistake, you're the one I want for him...."

"But I'm not what he wants" she points out plainly "give it a rest, Barbara. He doesn't want me and I'm sure as hell not starting this fight all over again. I did a lot to break them off and that only made him hate me even more. Courtney won't let us ruin things this thing and neither would he"

"Eric is my  son" she spits out "he's obligated to listen to me"

"You know he won't. Eric's blinded by that woman and you trying to break them up every single time makes you look like the enemy" Theresa tries to convince "enough. You can do whatever you want to them, but leave me out of it...please"

With that, she turns around and heads out the house.

Barbara stays glued to one spot, one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. A wave of anger fills up within her and she just storms back upstairs, not a word leaving her lips.

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Courtney's POV•

"We're here, Miss" the driver says as we pull up at Crystal Hotel.

"Thank you" I pick up Natalie in one hand before picking up my purse.

I step out the car and into the building. First and last time I was here was to meet with Brittany and Chloe...how time flys.

"Hello" I greet the lady at the reception

She immediately stands to her feet, a little surprise visible on her face.

"Miss Jones, Good day, ma'am"

Now, I don't even know who she knows me as. MFE's Fashion Designer or Eric's fiancee.

"Is Mr Martinez in? Austin Martinez."

"Yes, Ma'am. He's expecting you. Please come with me"

.....

She puts a slight know on the door before opening up the door.

"Miss Jones is here, Sir"

I heard him ask me to come in so she ushers me, closing the door behind me.

I feel a little bit of nervousness as I step in further "Good afternoon, Mr Martinez."

A small smile forms on his face as he gestures to the seat in front of him "please, have a seat, Courtney"

I make my way towards the seat opposite his table, sitting down across him.

"How're you?" He suddenly asks

"I'm very well, Sir. Eric said you wanted to see me"

How can someone look so much like his father? Staring at Austin Martinez was like staring at Eric, just an older version. Almost 50 but looks nothing like his age.

His gaze travels to Natalie who I placed to sit on my lap.

I see his gaze soften almost immediately, his eyes not tearing away from her.

"Wow" he whispers, leaning forward a bit with his eyes still fixed on her.

"Do you want to hold her?" I ask

He finally looks up at me "May I?"

We both stand to our feet as he takes her from me and seat back down.

His face brightens up as he stares at her, a grin forming on his face as he sits her on his table and tickles her gently causing her to giggle.

"I know Eric must have told you everything" he looks up at me "I never meant to hide her from him initially....I just never had a choice"

He nods with a smile "I understand you, Courtney. Although I never intervined in anything you guys went through, I know everything. You were only being a mother, it wasn't your fault"

I feel my shoulders relax, a small grin forming on my face.

"I've only spoken to you once, and then alone, I knew you were a good girl."

I give a sad smile "your wife doesn't think so though"

He let out a sigh "Courtney, you and Eric should only be concerned about your wedding. As for Barbara, when you're ready to come to the house with Eric, you both should let me know. I know who'll put a stop to all this madness."

I small frown settles on my face "seriously?"

He nods "just let me know when you both are ready"

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