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{When love decides
To take over}
©PROMISE DAVIS MAUREEN
(They are friends)
?Episode 9?
Penny’s POV:
I walk out of the kitchen and saw Chris and Maggie reading a book.
“What’s the title of that book baby?” I asked.
“It is mulan mom,” he replies.
Mulan? I thought it’s only in movies, is it in a book as well?
Maggie wanted to spend the night with us today since her boyfriend is out of state. It is really a good thing cause I myself feel so lonely in here.
“Penny have you seen the recent news about Bryce King?” She asked me. Bryce King again? Is he some celebrity or something?
Yes I know he is freaky rich but……still…..
“No,what did it says?” I asked feigning interested about it, the truth is I’m not even slightly interested.
It pisses me off to think about him, it pisses me off that he keep showing up whenever I thought about forgetting him.
“His wife was pictured at a beach in Seattle.” She said and I froze.
Wife?
He has a wife?
What was I thinking,he is a father he definitely have a wife as well.
I…..I was speechless,my mind moving back and forth.
Wife?
I walk closer to where Maggie was sitting, scrolling through her mobile phone.
“What is the name of his wife?” I asked, she stopped scrolling and rose an eyebrow at me.
“Few minutes ago you sounds unconcerned about it, what changed now?” She asked but I just pursed my lips into a thin line.
Something happened.
When Maggie told me about his wife, i felt something, something I haven’t feel in a long time.
Something that I’m not supposed to feel.
Jealousy.
Why am I jealous of whomever his wife may be?
“Zendaya Martin King”
Zendaya.
“Daughter of oil tycoon Mr Martin?” I asked in surprise and she nodded.
What is she doing alone in Seattle?
What concerns me anyway.
I walk back to the kitchen and continue with the pasta that I was cooking.
After cooking the food I served it and placed it on the dining table then the sauce.
“Dinner is served.” I called for both of them.
I sat down on my chair and await there presence.
“This food of yours look delicious.” Maggie compliments and I roll my eyes.
“You haven’t even tasted it.” I scrunched up.my face.
“But I used the keyword ‘look’ don’t be so grumpy.” I kept silent and started eating my food.
Ain’t nobody going to spoil tonight for me.
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I was attending to customers when my phone rang.
I checked the caller and it was dad.
Dad?
Why is he calling me?
“Ana can you please take the orders? I’ll just answer this call real quick.” I said holding up my phone. “Thanks.”
I followed the back door and sat down on a bench then picked the call and placed it on my ear.
“Hello”
“Penelope, how are you child?” He asked.
“I’m good, why do you call?” I asked in a monotone voice.
He rarely call me, ever since the woman I called my mother told him not to.
“Why? Can’t I call my daughter now?” He asked and I rolled my eyes. Daughter indeed.
I took a deep breath and cleared my throat.
“Sasha gave me the invitation, I’ll be there for Xmas celebration. If there’s nothing else then I’ll like to hang up now.” I said but he quickly stopped me.
“Don’t come home for Xmas celebration.” He said and I frowned my face.
But she said that dad told me to come.
“Why?” I questioned, he was silent for aehile that I thought he hanged up.
“Because it won’t be good for you mentally Penny, save yourself the stress and stay where you are, take care of yourself and hour child.” He said and o heard the dot dot sound.
He hanged up.
What did he meant by that?
I didn’t put much thought into his word and went back to the counter.
Who cares what he have to say?
Not like he cared though, if he cared he wont allow that woman and her favorite kid maltreat me.
“Penny are you crying?” Ana came out from behind me.
Huh? I placed my finger under my eges and they were coated with tears.
I didn’t even realize that I was tearing up.
“I didn’t know that I was crying.” I said calmly, my face became heavy for me to carry.
All I wanted right now is a lay on the bed but I couldn’t do that because I had to work.
“You can always talk to me Penelope, is it about Chris?” She asked and I shook my head.
“My father doesn’t want me in his house this Christmas celebration again.” I said and sigh.
“Again?
“Ever since I got pregnant I’m regarded as an outcast in that family. My mother despises me including my elder sister. My father is no different just that he cares a little. He still cares.” I explained and allowed my tears to roll down my cheek.
It is getting too much for me.
How can my own mother be so inconsiderate? How can she be so heartless to the fact that she doesn’t care if I’m dead or alive. Even a man that I don’t know and he doesn’t know me have helped me and defended me more than my own mother will ever do.
Bryce King.
The thought of him made me burst into a hard wailing sobs.
He is such a kindhearted cold bastard.
Why…..why can’t I be happy?
Don’t I deserve that happiness at all?
Someone please tell me, don’t I?
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