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Chapter 31

Chapter 31 The Children Are Yours

Broderick didn‘t say any word while they were inside the car and that even made Amy more nervous. S he kept stealing glances at 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. Bro derick 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 realized that the house was the Alessandro‘s mansion. Why were they here? She wondered and immediately followed after Broderick as they both walked inside the house. Broderick w alked straight to Elizabeth‘s room while Amy followed. Amy saw Elizabeth on the bed with all sort of me dical gadgets connected to her. “Mother,” she walked quickly to her. Once Elizabeth sighted her, she for ced out a smile, her sickness had suddenly got worse and now she wasn’t even sure if she would be liv ing the nine months that the doctor had predicted that she would live. The pain she was feeling was get ting intense day by day and yesterday when Broderick 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 wo rse, I‘m so sorry, mum,” Amy 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 how 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 s

on?” “Going well, mum,” she answered with a fake smile. But was it really going well? Although the ma n loved her children, he hated her with passion. “Really?” 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 s aid A knock landed on the door and Broderick ordered for whoever was at the door to walk in, the door opened and the doctor appeared. “Good afternoon, sir. It‘s time to administer her second daily treatmen t 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 ca re of your wife, please,” Elizabeth pleaded. “Mum, don‘t worry, he has and will keep doing that,” Amy ch irped 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 telli ng the truth. Callan is just being a jerk, I hate him with passion, he cheated on me and…” She was inter rupted 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 eyas shut, she was respondi ng 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 relat ionship 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 that 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 e ntered, “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. Y ou are a deceptive woman,” he said,

Should she just tell him that the children were his? If she does, he would most definitely get the childre n back and prove Callan to 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 after 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 bewildered and didn‘t know exa ctly 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 j aw clenched in pain as he walked to and fro in his room. He hasn‘t even undress, he was angry that Ca llan dared to challenge him. He even made him appear 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 sinc e 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 th at breaks promise but even 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 f rom her? Yes, that‘s the word – ‘steal.’ She picked up her phone angrily and placed a call across to Callan, once he answered, Amy sp oke to the phone, “you forged 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 lookin g like a dummy as the kids follow me.” He chuckled. “It‘s a beautiful sight to behold: seeing the most po werful 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 hi m and he’s able to prove that 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 t he 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 come then another woman will raise your children then,” he said and hung then call up. He even dared to hung the call up? Amy w as very angry at Callan that she stood immediately and walked out of her room to Broderick‘s room, not co nsidering the consequence 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 walk ed in, he saw Broderick seated on the couch in his room dressed in only singlet and a jean trouser. His well built muscles could be seen but beyound that, he looked

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“Can you help me to make Callan sign the divorce papers?” She asked. Broderick crossed his legs and he‘s powerful to frustrate me despite being apart.” “Why should I help you?” Broderick asked casually. “D you like the children, they would most definitely be sad living with a man they had never seen all their life 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 agai sight immediately,” Broderick added coldly. Amy let the tears on her face streamed down. Why does this the door, she turned to him and let out the secrete she had been hiding from him, “the children are yoursProperty of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.