One kismet night everything changed

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother's open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest's voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone-he brought Charla with him. He claimed she'd had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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*** In Sarah's skin ***

I went to have a coffee with my best friend Helena. We are chatting around a table and each holding their cup of coffee.

Helena: So, are you okay? Why are you doing this head?

It is true that I make a skull, to tell the truth I ignore where to put my head, I am full of anxiety.

Helena (snapping my fingers to get me out of my thoughts): hey ooh! What are you thinking there? Your coffee will cool.

I really don't go well morally, I don't know where to start. Always with trouble constantly, I start to believe that I have bad luck in my veins. I know that I exaggerate by saying this but it is stronger than me what I live.

I take the cup of coffee, I drink a sip and place it again on the small table. Helena is constantly probing me, she awaits an explanation for all this. She knows there is something that bothers me and I can't hide anything on my emotions. I would say that it is the only person after my father to really know me.

Helena: Sarah, don't make me waste my time, give birth! I know there is something wrong so I listen to you.

Sarah (I sigh): I ... I am at the end ... I ...

Without realizing it, I am shedding tears. She takes my hands, her eyes compatiating with my pain. I am at a time of my life when I no longer know where to put my head. Often I wonder if suicide will help me get rid of the burdens of life.

Helena: Ssst ... I'm here ... (she makes a sign to the server that brings us a glass of water, she gives me the glass of water) a little water, it will do you good.

I drink the water, wipe the tears with my thumb and then take a deep inspiration.

Sarah: It's pregnancy.

Helena: What? Is the baby well? Is there a problem?

Sarah: None of this, I'm about 5 weeks of pregnancy and I don't know how to announce it to Joaquim. You know him, he can take this pregnancy badly.

Helena: You are not telling me that you plan to get rid of it, if this is the case and well I will not support you.

Sarah: No ... far from me, the idea of getting rid of this pregnancy. I have already made ideas on the baby you know!? How to hold it, give it breasts, rock it ...

Helena (sad mine): Ah yeah I see! And Joaquim, have you never hit the conversation of having children?

Sarah: Hmm no, you know it's not someone very sociable, you can never chat with him, always on the nerves. Pouf, I'm starting to be fed up. I don't think he's ready to be a father and that's what scares me the most.

Helena: Maybe with the arrival of your future baby, he will start taking his life in hand and being more responsible.

Yes, there are people with the arrival of children they change positively and I hope it will be the case for Joaquim. Everyone wonders why I am with a guy like Joaquim, the truth is that I love Joaquim. I hope it will change but the more time passes and the more I start to lose this hope. If he does not want to change his way of life and well I will end up leaving him to live the life I want. But for the moment, we will see what will happen when he learns that he will be a dad.

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