I wake up with a splitting headache. I'd drowned myself in a pool of thoughts before managing to get a few hours of sleep. I wasn't going in for work today, I'd call in sick. Finding out about Luke's plan had disorientated me completely.My attorney, Jean-Ann had called me the night before, informing me that she'd been able to file the cases and Luke had been subpoenaed. The first hearing would be today, by 12PM.
I go to Louis' room to check up on him. He's awake. "My love," I say as I carry him out of his crib. "Oh." I say, as I realize he'd made a mess. "That stinks baby, you know that?"
I take out his onesie and diaper. I clean him up. "It's time for a bath, hm?"
"Good morning, ma'am." Ashley enters.
I smile, "Ashley. Good morning. How are you? Your night?" I ask as I get Louis into the sink. He opens his growing teeth at me, smiling. I chuckle.
"It was great. Yours?"
"Well, not too good. Have you had breakfast?"
"Yes, pancakes and bacon."
"Can I have some?" I ask. I am a bit hungry.
"Definitely, I'll go make you some, ma'am."
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"I miss you more, you should come over you know? Your godson misses you too. Right, my love?" I say as I clean spit of Louis mouth and use my right shoulder to hold my phone as I speak to Lydia. I put Louis on the counter, holding him with my left hand. "Well, then it's settled. I'll text you the address. Please, can you get me a burger on your way? I'm starving." I tell her. I end the call and quickly text Lydia my address. Louis touches my breasts, meaning he was hungry. "You'll have a bottle. With milk. You're a big boy, you need to stop eating from mommy." I say, and as though he understood what I'd said, he begins to cry. I close my eyes and massage my temples for a second, then I reach out to carry him. Being a mother wasn't an easy task, I'd learned it. "I wonder how Judith treated me as a child," I say as I pat Louis back and reach for the pancakes Ashley'd made for me.
"Can you please pass me the Hershey's syrup? The pink one?" I sit down on the counter chair. "Louis you have to learn how to feed from a bottle. Ashley, can you please warm up a bottle of milk for him?" I begin to devour my pancakes when I hear a strangely familiar and annoying voice.
"Yes, ma'am." Ashley responds.
"Hello, grandson!" Her loud laughter follows afterwards. "Natalie. Why do you have eye bags?"
I roll my eyes and drop my fork. "Think of the devil and she arrives." I murmur.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, mom. You're here."
"Of course I am. Where else would I be? I'm standing right in front of you!" She says as she stretches her hands for Louis.
"Right. Why are you here?" I ask, giving her Louis. I shouldn't be surprised she showed up, she was fond of barging in whenever she felt like or whenever she needed money.
"Please, Natalie, I beg you, I'm here to see my grandson and his mother. Don't tire me with questions."
"Ashley, please can we have a moment?"
"Yes, ma'am." Ashley responds.
"Mom, can you please just tell me exactly why you're here?"
"But I just told you. I'm here for you and my grandson."
"Okay." I say as I get off the chair. I'm already walking away when she finally comes clean. "And!" She says. I turn, my arms folded. I raise an eyebrow up, waiting for her to say what she wanted.
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A Wife's Revenge
RomanceAfter surviving a near death experience, Natalie's thirst for vengeance becomes deadly, as she seeks justice from those that have wronged her, and those she holds responsible for the death of her father. Hell bent on destroying Luke and his current...