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By: Victoria Peter
??CHAPTER 14??
?BRYAN?
“Wow is there anything i can help with huh?”
She asked.
I was about replying her when the kitchen door opened and mom walked in and she flinched when she saw us.
“Good morning mom.”
We greeted in union.
“Morning love how was your nights?”
She asked looking at us suspiciously and that was when i noticed that the two of us were putting on the same type of pajamas.
“Fine mommy Rita what about yours.”
She replied.
“It was fine my dear why are you two up so early ? I mean it’s still 6am in the morning.”
“Mommy i will have to answer for myself i am actually a late sleeper and an early waker i came to drink water and i meant Mr Bryan in the kitchen.”
“And you two haven’t broken each others heads till now that’s a miracle.”
“Mom you are a big pain in the ass.”
I replied her and stood up and started walking out .
Mom whispered something into miss loud mouth’s ears and she giggled before the two of them bursted into hilarious laughter.
“You two better not be discussing about me because if i find out am the one you guys are gossiping about you two are in deep sht.”
I said playfully before going to Chloe’s room to check on her and i when i go to her room she was still sound at sleep.
A smile found it’s way to my face while i was busy admiring my beautiful daughter.
Her mother really cheated me a lot how can she look exactly like Kate without getting any features from me except my eyes.
And i must say while i was growing up as a child i always thought my eyes looked bad on me until people started admiring it.
But right now i thing it looks good on Chloe more, i removed some part of her hair which was all over her face.
I didn’t feel like going back to my room anymore so i just lay down beside Chloe on her bed and brought her closer to my body.
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Immediately i was lying on the bed my mind started flying through all corners and each corner was all about my fiancee.
I have tried calling her since last night and it kept saying number not reachable and that alone has been making me feel really angry.
I wonder how hard it is for Ashley to leave one contract to be with me at my daughter’s birthday and also get to meet my family.
I think i am beginning to prefer getting married to a house wife not a working class lady.
Moreover i am rich and i can provide for her anything she wants but i know i am just dreaming because Ashley will never accept it.
I was still wallowing in my thought and i didnt know when i slept off.
Minutes later………..??
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I felt a tinny hand tickling me on my face and i was forced to open my eyes.
My vision was blur at first but after few blinks it became clear and i saw Chloe smiling at me and i smiled back.
“Good morning baby how was your night?”
I asked kssing her check and she giggled.
She stood up and took her iPad at the table and started typing on it when she was done she showed me the iPad.
“Morning daddy did you sleep in my room?”
I read.
“What if i did baby is there anything wrong with that?”
I asked and she shakes her head negative then kssed me on the cheek .
“Baby go and call Rhian or Ashley so they can come and give you a bath.”
I said and she nodded and ran out of her room.
I stood up and dressed her bed before leaving to my room to take my bath.
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While i was going to my room i saw Rhian and Ryan at the balcony chatting
“Good morning guys.”
“Morning bro how was your night.”
They said in union and i chuckled softly.
“Fine Rhian didn’t Chloe come to you so you can run her a bath?”
I asked and she shakes her head negative.
“No but she asked me for direction to Ashley’s room and i gave her.”
She replied.
“Oh okay the two of you should get prepared we are going to the party venue after breakfast since mom is going to the mall Ashley can babysit Chloe until we are back.”
I said and they nodded.
When i got to my room i sat down on my bed and took my phone then dialed Ashley’s number again and it was still saying the same thing.
I went into the bathroom and ran a cold shower after taking my bath i walked out and started dressing up.
I wore a ripper jean white shirt and a leather jacket with a matching white canvas.
I smiled at my reflection in the mirrow before walking out of my room to the dining room.
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