Chapter 31
hapter 31 The Children Are Yours
Broderick didn‘t say any word while they were inside the car and that even made Amy more nervous. She kept stealing glances a
t his handsome profile. She was sure
he was definitely angry but the fact that he wasn‘t saying any word was making her worried. A couple of minutes later, the fleet of
cars came to an halt and the door was immediately opened on both side. Broderick stepped
out through a side while Amy stepped out through the second side of the door. It was only after she had stepped out that she real
ized that the house was the Alessandro‘s mansion. Why were they here? She wondered and immediately followed after Broderic
k as they both walked inside the house. Broderick walked straight to Elizabeth‘s room while Amy followed. Amy saw Elizabeth on
the bed with all sort of medical gadgets connected to her. “Mother,” she walked quickly to her. Once Elizabeth sighted her, she fo
rced out a smile, her sickness had suddenly got worse and now she wasn’t even sure if she would be living the nine months that
the doctor had predicted that she would live. The pain she was feeling was getting intense day by day and yesterday when Brod
erick came to check on her, she had requested of him to bring his wife along the following day. “Amy, I‘m so
happy to see you,” Elizabeth managed to say. “Mother, I didn‘t know your sickness had really gotten worse, I‘m so sorry, mum,” A
my sympathized with the
woman.
“It‘s fine, I‘m just happy to see you. Broderick informed me he found out the truth about you being
the mother of the children already,” Elizabeth said. “Yes, mum.” “Broderick, you shouldn‘t
be angry at her at all, I was the one who brought the idea, please don‘t be angry,” Elizabeth apologized to Broderick. She knew h
ow much Broderick hates to be lied to. “Mother, don‘t stress yourself at all, i‘ll do anything
for you,” Broderick said. Elizabeth‘s smile widened and then asked her,” how is your marriage with my son?” “Going well, mum,”
she answered with a fake smile. But was it really going well? Although the man loved her children, he hated her with passion. “R
eally?” Elizabeth furrowed his brow. “Yes, mum. He has been a good husband so far. You don‘t have to worry about us. We just
want you to be fine,” Amy said A knock landed on the door and Broderick ordered for whoever was at the door to walk in, the doo
r opened and the doctor appeared. “Good afternoon, sir. It‘s time to administer her second daily treatment to her, sir,” the doctor
said respectfully, “Mother, I‘m sure you will be fine. Just keep the hope on, okay?” Broderick said affectionately. Elizabeth looked
at her only with a genuine smile on her face, “Take care of your wife, please,” Elizabeth pleaded. “Mum, don‘t worry, he has and
will keep doing that,” Amy chirped in. Afterwards, both Amy and Broderick left the room so
the doctor can do his work. They both walked back outside and
were soon seated inside the car. “You have not said a word, I know you did not beleive me, but I‘m telling the truth. Callan is just
being a jerk, I hate him with passion, he cheated on me and...” She was interrupted with his lips locking up on hers, he pulled her
closer to himself and kissed her very passionately. Exploring her mouth with his tongue, Amy was lost in the kissing that her eya
s shut, she was responding to the passionate kiss and was getting very wet and horny.
tu n apri 3: The children Are Yours He disenagaged slowly from the kiss and said, ” it‘s obvious the relationship between the both
of you is ill. He took your children from you mercilessly. I also understand that you felt bad about it.” That was not the response t
hat Amy was expecting, she
thought that he was going to misunderstand her like he always does. *It‘s logical,” Broderick added and adjusted back to the seat
. The partition of the car had already been drawn up immediately they both entered, “Please, can you help me get my children
back?” She asked. “Why should I? I‘m not their father and you as a woman is not even worth helping. You are a deceptive woma
n,” he said,
Should she just tell him that the children were his? If she does, he would most definitely get the children back and prove Callan t
o be a lier, that way, Callan can spend a major part of his life in jail. But what about her? Will she be allowed to go with the kids af
ter the death of his mum? With the look of things, it might not even be up to nine months before his mother dies. She was bewild
ered and didn‘t know exactly what to do. But thought he loved the kids? Why won‘t he be willing to help them? They soon arrived
home and walked inside, Broderick went straight inside his room and hit his fist on the wall hardly. His jaw clenched in pain as h
e walked to and fro in his room. He hasn‘t even undress, he was angry that Callan dared to challenge him. He even made him ap
pear in court! He was sure seeking for his own death. Callan has the right to have the kids since they were his children but why
wasn‘t he at peace ever since the kids departed from him. He promised
the kids yesterday never to depart from them and he just broke the promise. He wasn‘t a type of man that breaks promise but ev
en if he were to get the kids back, on what basis would that be? As he doesn‘t even
have the right to the children‘s custody. Amy laid on the bed in her room, crying. She felt empty without her six children. How can
Callan be this cruel? He cheated on her and still wanted to steal her six kids from her? Yes, that‘s the word –
‘steal.’ She picked up her phone angrily and placed a call across to Callan, once he answered, Amy spoke to the phone, “you for
ged the DNA result, do you have conscience at all?“. Callan scoffed from the other end, “didn‘t you say Broderick was their father
? Why can‘t he claim them then? He was just looking like a dummy as the kids follow me.” He chuckled. “It‘s a beautiful sight to b
ehold: seeing the most powerful man in the city helpless.” He scoffed again. “The children are for Broderick, I just haven‘t told hi
m yet,” Amy said. “And what‘s holding you? Go ahead and tell him. I don‘t care,” Callan said. “If I tell him and he’s able to prove t
hat the children are for him, you do know you will be spending the rest of your life in jail for
lying to claim the custody of someone else‘s children‘s right?” She asked. “Amy, I don‘t care. Although the kids
are not for me. They are cute and it‘s the only way I can have you back. Come and live with me, that
way, you will be able to have access to your children and we can live happily ever again,” Callan said. “You and 1? Live together
? That‘s not going to happen
even in your dream,” Amy said, “I‘m giving you the last chance to return my kids.” “There is nothing you can do. If you won‘t com
e then another woman will raise your children then,” he said and hung then call up. He even dared to hung the call up? Amy was
very angry at Callan that she stood immediately and walked out of her room to Broderick‘s room, not considering the consequen
ce of what she was about to do, she planted a knock on the door and it took a while before a voice came from inside, “come in.”
Amy opened the door with a thumping heart and walked in, he saw Broderick seated on the couch in his room dressed in only si
nglet and a jean trouser. His well built muscles could be seen but beyound that, he looked
The Children Are Yours ––– extremely sexy before her.
“Can you help me to make Callan sign the divorce papers?” She asked. Broderick crossed his legs and said,” you can go back to
he‘s powerful to frustrate me despite being apart.” “Why should I help you?” Broderick asked casually. “Didn‘t
you like the children, they would most definitely be sad living with a man they had never seen all their life. I can‘t imagine what sta
that court so that what is right
can be upheld and so that a common man can get justice when the rich bullies him. I won‘t trample against what my grandfather e
sight immediately,” Broderick added coldly. Amy let the tears on her face streamed down. Why does this man hates her so much?
the door, she turned to him and let out the secrete she had been hiding from him, “the children are yours.