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Candice pov

I pressed the rewind button on the matte silver remote control.

"Yes" the admittedly beautiful lightly skinned woman with wild brownish blonde curly hair, smiled before speaking again, "I was born in the UK, which is why I really wanted to set up everything here despite having moved to America previously. My mum used to bake the infamous Victoria Sponge for me all the time when I was little in our council flat in Tottenham, and they always used to make me feel better no matter what, which is what led me to wanting to open Sweet Indulgence because cakes, and treats make us all feel good"

I watched as the sassy red haired interviewer smile at her response, before leaning forward slightly posing her next question, "Can you talk us through the cakes and treats, that Sweet Indulgence has to offer? Because ladies, these cakes are sweet and they sure are a secret indulgence for when I just have some me time"

The camera swivelled around to approving audience, who clapped in response to the pretty display of cakes that were displayed on big screens, as well as the carefully selected platter in front of them.

A displeased scowl appeared on my face, as I took a sip of water. Instead of watching her talk about the cake collection again, I decided to switch it off.

When Trace sent the interview that he saw, I originally only wanted to see the dvd out of curiosity. I just wanted to see what she looked like, I'm not sure why. I recalled the description Renee had given of her years ago. She said she was a thot, plain and simple but the elegant looking woman I'd watched talk eloquently looked far from it.

Am I jealous?

No.

I mean there is no denying that she's pretty. I could see a why Samuel had gravitated towards her. Shit, her body looked like it was carved perfectly, her tiny waist, big ass titties and big behind looked impossible after child birth. And though I wasn't sure why I felt the need to analyse her or why I was so intrigued, I wasn't intimidated by her. At the end of the day, she's his ex wife. Unfortunately they have history, but the main point is that she is in the past. I'm the present and the future.

Though I want to support Samuel fully by being there, I'm worried about the impact this will have on our family whether the child is his or not. Having to go to the UK makes sense. We have her details, but Samuel would have to make sure the test is carried out properly. Number 1, she can't be fully trusted and 2, it's the only way to actually ensure a test is actually done.

Of course as his wife I'm going to be there.

I'm gone make sure, she knows this is about the child only. My presence will confirm that. I also need to make sure Samuel is okay. Though he may seem tough to the world, I know better. He's already emotionally involved. He's already been thinking heavily about a child that in these circumstances, men would have forgot about. It's bad that I wanted him to forget, but her resurfacing forces us to have to deal with it. Deal with what should have been dealt with years ago.

I was glad she left initially. Maybe I was being selfish, because I wanted to focus on us. I was so caught up in my feelings for Samuel, and our future. But the dent that the unknown has caused in my husbands mind has done the opposite of good, which is why I was glad we decided to book the flight tickets right away - to get this over and done with. It has already been five years. God knows we don't need to wait any longer to deal with this... issue.

My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts that revolved around Simone, and our trip to the UK. What would it be like meeting the woman that married my husband before me? The woman that broke his heart, and made him think he'd never love anyone again. The woman that ran away, without an explanation. The woman that could potentially be the mother to his first child.