Trinket ✔️

CH-11

Paul Robert ☝🏼

Do you want to talk about the incident, or you want to talk about destiny, well I will say I'll talk about the luck. which clearly was not in the favor of Ivy after 5 long years.

He died in the accident, how can he be alive?, she heard the rumours, they declared him dead. She was broken but she left all that because he died. 'NO' so many thoughts were running in her mind and he was just looking at her with no expressions.

Interrupting their deserted eye romance Paul cleared their thoughts with his welcoming words "Mr. Jacksonville, please welcome." Paul stood next to Ivy and poked her with his elbow.

Breaking the eye contact, looking directly at Paul she found her self in an unwanted situation but then all of a sudden she saw Niall drooling over Owen, of course, he was a perfect looking tall man, no less to any So called greek god. Ivy noticed a scar in the top right corner of his forehead, it must be from the accident, she thought, she also saw his shoulder were much broader than the last time and his hairs were in a different style.  

"Who is this man, mommy?" Niall asked looking at her with hope, it was clear in his eyes, he was influenced by Owen in their first meeting only.

"He is dad's friend," said Paul holding Niall in his arms and standing with his complete family in front of Owen.

Owen fist his hand in a tight grip hurting his own palm, he was angry, hell no he was in a rage. looking at Paul and back to Ivy he gave his professional smile and accepted their welcome.

"Apologies from my wife and son, they both are notorious." laughed Paul with the unison of the crowd.

"It's ok Mr. Robert." saying that Owen left Ivy standing there with all shook expressions and walked in with Paul and followed by his one man to the party.

His voice was thick and he was sounding more mature, hell he must be thirty by now. Sasha came to Ivy and asked her to join them back in the party to cut the cake.

Both Paul and Ivy went back to where the cake was and soon after that Niall also joined them, she can continuously feel an eye on her and when she looked in the direction she found non another then Owen staring at her with no expression but soon his sight diverted to Niall and he was observing his features, that scared the hell out of Ivy, she doesn't want to get separated from her son where she had been suffered a lot in terms to save this child.

Owen compared the hair shade of Roberts, Ivy, and the boy, but his shade was different, all Roberts were blonde where Ivy was Brown, only Jacksonville's were brunettes. he also notices the soft sculpture cut of his face which was of Ivy and his eyes were the same as Martin's like gleamy because again Roberts were blue and Ivy's were black and with his sharp nose which was same as his, Owen got the confirmation that Niall was his, not Paul's.

But to make sure he has to get the truth out of Ivy's mouth and that he will make sure of it. The wave of relaxation flowed to his body as he examined Niall's feature, otherwise, he was strumming inside by the thought of Ivy having a child with an another man.

After the cake cutting ceremony and everyone's well wishes, Ivy excused her self from the crowd and went straight to Paul "Paul, I am feeling dizzy you know from crowded places, I am going up if Niall needs anything tell him where to find me, and please don't let him eat too much ice cream he will start to snort, ok?" she spoke all that in one go with her motherly concern and got the cute 'Hmph' from Paul. she gave her sweet smile to him and went towards the stairs in the side corridor.

when she was about to put her first step on the stair she heard someone calling her, but to her surprise, the term that person used, scared Ivy to her core, she had not heard that name in the past 5 years now and all of a sudden this name made her feel all the pleasure she felt when Owen was around her, in the intimidating situations also he made her feel wet, Stupid her.

"excuse me, Mrs. Jacksonville." It was a new guy she never saw him before but he was behind Owen, she guessed he was his assistant.

she looked at him and then to both the side if someone heard that, but to her relief, no one was present there.

"Sorry Mam, I forgot to introduce my self, Hello I am Andrew Smith. I work for Mr. Jacksonville since his return from the vocation," he stated in a very professional tone.

Andrew Smith was tall, she'll say taller than Owen might be 6'3" something, black man. with green eyes and very short hairs. his black suit was fitted to his structure well and his jaw was sharp as Owen. he might be in his early 30's and he was married, there was a ring in his heart finger.

"Hello." Ivy spoke with a whisper "and why did you call me that Andrew?" she asked with her moist eyes.

"It was Mr. Jacksonville's strict order to call you that, I can't do anything about that Mam, I am sorry," he said with a plain face and politeness, he surely was a soft man.

Ivy backed him and was about to take the step when he interrupted her again with his words "Mam, Sir wants to meet you in private, he is already outside waiting for you, this way..." gesturing her towards the back exit Andrew was clear that he was not going to take NO for an answer.

She looked back to the side of the party and found Niall playing with other kids and Robert's were busy attending people.

Taking a deep breath she slowly started to step towards the backyard of the mansion.

The fragrance of the flowers were welcoming the exit, *irony. The moonlight was the natural source and the small stream was giving the perfect sound in the environment.

There stood the tall and facing the moon, her son's father Owen Carter Jacksonville.