A Million Way's To Love You™∽For All Time∽♥Book 5

∽Chapter 57∽

*Evelyn's Point Of View*

"Thanks for coming...," He greets, barely audible. I give him a small smile, walking in behind him. I honestly don't even know why I'm here. I wanted him to see the twins, that's it. I owed it to him to let him meet them. I just wanted him to meet them and go on my way, but there was something about seeing his face light up when he laid eyes on Kadence and Katelyn. I knew I couldn't keep them from him.

"So how are you holding up? What have you been doing?", He asks, interrupting my thoughts. I slowly look at him. He's draped in white and black, his hair in elongated curls. The man is beautiful, even at forty. "I'm fine. I've been fine," I dryly reply. He takes notice of my tone, nodding his head. "Just wanted to make small talk. I don't understand your anger," I glare at him.

"Don't understand my anger? You try hiding the fact that the father of your twins has a family of his own And is unreachable, because he is so fucking famous! You try having to explain to Kadence and Katelyn that they can't see daddy because he is miles away! You try living with the fact that the man you love is happy with another woman! You try that Michael!," I snap, feeling the sting of tears. He stares at me silently.

I know most of the past that evolved us, together wasn't the best one. But, I know at one time he loved me. One time during the nights we had sex, he made love to me in order to have those twins. I know it. I feel it.

"I don't know what you want Evelyn. I never should've cheated with you, but I do love Kadence and Katelyn. You know I would love to have known three year's ago about them," He sighs. I roll my eyes, violently wiping tears away. "I hate you so much. I hate you," I choke.

"I know. But, this isn't about me it's about Kadence and Katelyn. I want to legally adopt them," My eyes shoot open. Through my blurry sight, I manage a cold glare. "What in the Hell is wrong with you?!,"-"Marilyn and I talked about it and agreed on it so-", I spring from my seat. "You and that bitch will not take my babies! Do you understand?!," I screech. He angrily tugs at his bottom lip.

"Don't ever speak of Marilyn, my wife, like that ever again. Okay?! Don't! That's disrespectful,"  He barks. "What's disrespectful is you trying to-" A knock on the door interrupts my sentence.

"Papa?", a voice calls from the other side. Michael quickly walks over to me. "Please, quietly go over there," He whispers, pointing towards his linen drapes. My glare hardens. "I'm not going now damn where," He sighs, pushing me towards the window.

"Stop being so fucking stubborn. Just stay here," He order's, covering me with the drapes. I want to so badly whack him across his face right now. He quickly walks over towards the door on the third knock, opening it to reveal a questioning Marilyn. Great, just great.

I awake from re-caption, from two weeks ago. I'm still very angry. I don't understand Michael, not at all. I wish he would see how sorry I am for antagonizing him and his children. I even feel bad for hurting Marilyn. I wished he understood I acted the way I acted out of jealousy, animosity, and Yes, love. Sadly, he'll never realize that.

"Mommy, who is that lady that lives with daddy?," Kadence asks as he colors in his Cars book. I pause, turning away from the laundry. "That's... that's his wife Kay-Jay," He tilts his head to the side in innocent confusion. "Daddy's married? But, but he's my daddy," Kadence whines. I sigh. We have been going through this since his and Katelyn's last birthday.

My answer is always the same, daddy has his own family. I can't even explain how heart breaking it is to try to explain this to them. "Mommy, that woman is mean for taking daddy away!," Kadence explains, throwing his crayon across the living room. "Yeah, a meanie bo-beanie!," Katelyn, who just joined the conversation, chimes in.