Claiming her babies

NICHOLAS POV

“I don’t understand your love for apples. Why do you love apples so much?” Monica asked as she watched me eat the slices of apples I had prepared for myself with an amused smile on her face.

“Well, I don’t know. It started when I was a kid and my mum usually always put apples in my lunch box and gradually, I began to grow a deep love for apples that I could eat only apples the whole day and feel satisfied” I explained and the smile on her lips broadened.

“There’s this saying, an apple a day keeps the doctor away,” she said.

“Yes, and I kind of believe them because I eat apples almost every day and I haven’t been to the hospital for years now. The only time I visited the hospital was when you were there” I said.

A knock on the door caught our attention and our gaze landed on the white-painted door “Come in” I said.

“Good evening sir, ma’am” my driver greeted as he bowed his head politely “The car is ready and all your belongings have been moved back to town,” he said, his eyes on his shoe.

“Okay thank you. We will be down soon” I said, my eyes on him as I watched him exit the room and shut the door behind him.

It’s already complete a week since we decided to leave town and come here but now, we are going back to town and I can’t help but wish that we stayed a little longer.

This past week has built my relationship with Monica. We laughed, played, danced, ate together, and even quarreled. Going back home now meant she would have to focus all her attention on the twins once again and I felt jealous just thinking about it.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“What are you thinking about?” She asked, displaying her perfectly arranged white teeth at me and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Just sad that we are going back home. You won’t have time for me anymore because even before you can kiss me, Mason is already screaming at the top of his lungs, taking your attention from me” I said, pouting my lips at her.

We rarely have time for ourselves when we are at home. She usually falls asleep while breastfeeding the twins and sometimes I don’t even see her before going to work because she is always in the kid’s room.

“Okay I admit that I haven’t been the best wife since Mason and Macy came into our lives but I promise to do better. I will spend more time with you and I won’t allow the kids to come between us” she said.

“You’re been the best wife and I can’t wish for anything more than you. You’re the best so don’t ever think I’m not grateful for having you or I’m not happy that you’re in my life. You’re my source of joy” I said placing a quick short kiss on her lips.

“I thought of what we argued about a few days back and I know how you might be feeling about Mason and Macy but I want you to know that even if you aren’t their biology father, to me you’re their father so don’t feel insecure or uncomfortable around them,” she said, her hands on my cheeks as she stared at me with affection in her eyes ” I know I said I’m not ready for kids anytime soon but just so we can have a child together, I’ve decided that we can have another child but just one”

“Are you serious?” I asked in shock as my heart began to pound in happiness, delight shining in my eyes

“Yes but not now, maybe when Mason and Macy are three or four years older”

I took a step closer to her and held her gently on her waist “Thank you for this. I’m excited about this and whenever you’re ready, I’m ready” I said as I engulfed her in an embrace.

“Okay I think it’s time we start going home,” Monica said breaking the hug as she placed a kiss on my cheeks with a smile on her face. We soon got inside the car and the driver started the engine. We sat silently in the car, Monica placed her head on my chest as we both enjoyed each other company.

“Aunt Ella is crying,” I said and Monica instantly raised her head off my chest, staring at me in shock.

“Why? What happened that she is crying?” she asked.

“She is sad that we are going to take the kids back. She said she had a lovely time with them and she will miss them” I explained,

“She is doing her grandmother’s duties well,” Monica said the silence lingered “Does aunt have kids of her own?”

“No, she doesn’t” I replied.

“Now I see why she is so fond of kids. She so much loves being around Mason and Macy and even the twins to get excited whenever they see her”

“She had always wanted to have a child of her own but she couldn’t get pregnant and Uncle Karl didn’t want to adopt so they stayed that way. She was there for me after I lost my mother. She is the best mother anyone can ever wish for. Always caring and compassionate” I explained further, grateful to have had someone like Aunt Ella in my life.

The car suddenly stopped and taking my eyes off Monica and staring through the window, I realized we had gotten home. “Home already? That was quick?” Monica said, her eyes outside.

The driver stepped down and walked around to open the door for us. We both jumped from the car and walked hand in hand into the house.

“Welcome ma’am sir,” Patricia said, with a smile on her face “It’s good to have you two back”

“Well I’m not happy about coming back home but I made a promise to Monica that we were going to only spend a week on our vacation so here we are,” I said to Patricia who laughed at my explanation.

“There’s a guest inside the living room. He said he wanted to meet you ma’am” Patricia mentioned, her eyes on Monica.

“A guest?” Monica asked in confusion “Who?” she asked again as she walked inside the living room and I walked beside her, wondering who the guest was. “Ethan?” Monica said, her voice trembling as she stared at Ethan who placed his hands in his pocket as he stood up from the chair he sat in.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant Monica?” Ethan asked, staring sadly at Monica whose hands were trembling in mine.