Kayla's POV

“You're not feeling the fever and nauseousness because you're sick, you're experiencing them as symptoms of pregnancy.” The doctor said to me.

I couldn't believe this. “I am what?” I asked the doctor again, just to be sure. “You are pregnant, Kayla.” He said again, sounding so confident as he handed the result to me.

I had never been this excited before. For the past month, I have been feeling very ill. Almost like I had a life-threatening sickness, which landed me in the hospital for over two weeks.

Enough tests had to be done to be sure it wasn't something serious.

“You are two months gone and more excitingly, you aren't carrying one child.” He told me.

I was confused here. “You are pregnant with triplets.” He aired out hurriedly. I could sense that he was just as excited as I was at that. He was friends with my husband, Baron Fergio and wanted the best for us.

“I can't believe this!” I said to him, I was carrying three babies in my womb. I always wanted three kinds, but I didn't know I would have to be going for them at once. Baron was so obsessed about being a dad but unfortunately, we have been trying it for three years now.

“Thank you doctor, thank you. Baron will be so excited.” I said snappily, grinning. All he did was smile. He knew how much Baron wanted a baby. I was twenty- three and he was twenty-five. He always wanted to be a jumping father, having a child before the age of thirty. I was so glad I could give him this.

Baron, my husband, is a billionaire and CEO of his family company, Cruisia, the biggest car brand in the world.

Without wasting so much time, I rushed home. The news, waiting to be spilled out of my mouth.

On reaching however, I could perceive the aroma of food from their kitchen. It engulfed the whole house, feeling like a lot of cooking was going on. I was in the hospital for treatment and expected Baron to order food, he didn't really have time for cooking being a busy CEO. I wondered where this must be coming from.

I didn't even see Baron in the sitting room as usual. Normally, he would be seated there, working, but he wasn't.

I wanted to go to the room to change, but I couldn't look past the smell of food and decided to go see for myself what was going on there.

I even began to fantasize instances, where I would see him cooking for me and all that. It was however a different thing when I entered inside.

It was Giorgia, his ex who had always wanted to come back to him in the kitchen, cooking as she spoke and laughed with my husband.

I stood still, glaring at them both in horror.

What's she doing here?

He put his hands on her waist, while she laughed and stirred the pot.

At one point, she scooped the food and fed him a taste.

“Your food is perfect!” He said to her after having a taste of her food. Something he has never said to me before.

“And Kayla’s?” She asked him. “Yours is better.” He replied. I gasped in shock as I heard him choose someone else over me. “I wish I chose you as my wife instead of her but I made a great mistake by neglecting you.”

“You know we can still be together, especially as your wife can't bear you a child.” She suggested.

My lips parted so wide, my arms crossing over my chest. They weren't aware I was present.

“You just need to divorce her!” She added.

My gasp caught their attention and they both turned to me. Giorgia was shocked to see me. She shrunk at once. I could tell that she wished for the skies to open and absorb her, or the ground to open and swallow her. Either way, she just wanted to vanish from my sight.

Baron on the other hand was not affected by my presence, he pretended as if nothing really serious happened. “Kayla. You're back!” He said. “You never told me that Giorgia came to cook for you while I was away.” I asked him.

“The doctor didn't tell me you were coming home soon so she offered to help since I wanted home food.” He said, trying to change the topic of concern.

I was however not having it. “Don't try to deviate from my question. Why is she here?” I asked again. Now asking more from anger than wanting to know why she was here.

“Don't tell me you want to make a big deal out of this. It is nothing, she just came to cook for me. Nothing more.” He tried to explain. I didn't want to tell them yet about what I heard from her mouth, I wanted him to use his mouth to reply to me.

“But her food is perfect and mine is not? Your hands on her waist and she is feeding you? What do you call that?” I asked, feeling bitter and betrayed. My heart began to shrink. The anger suddenly turned into bitter tears and envy.

“But I love you so much, sacrificed a lot for you all through these years but just a single reconnection with your ex and you're abandoning me?”

“What do you mean?”

“What are you trying to say?” He scolded, pretending to be ignorant.

Then I exploded. “Must I let you know that I've heard all that she said about you marrying her?”

Giorgia gasped, covering her mouth with her palms. She didn't expect me to hear this.

Giorgia, maybe out of guilt, stepped towards me. “Please, Kayla, it's not what you think. I was just helping….” Before she could complete her statement, I sent a hot slap across her cheeks, which sent her staggering.

Baron immediately stepped on and pushed me over. “What the hell, Kayla? Why did you do that?” He asked. “She was just helping me cook because I can't do it myself and this is how you say thank you?” He asked again.

I didn't answer him as I was still very angry with both of them. If this is what I caught them doing and they had been staying in the same house for two weeks, I wondered what more they would have done.

“You know what? For this short period of time that your stepmom has been with me, she has proven to be a better wife material than you.” My husband yelled right into my face.

“She does everything so well and I never have to complain. Maybe if you learnt from her, rather than judge her for what she didn't do, you would actually become a better person.” This was the final blow from him, just before walking away from me, holding her hands.

I stood there for a while, thinking about where this was coming from. Giorgia was dating him in his college days and before he became a CEO, but as soon as he became one, he started neglecting her. He now had a whole lot of tasks on his desk as a new CEO and had no time to be a committed partner. Besides, she may not have been in his class again, but I doubt this is the real reason for him leaving her, apart from the former.

Going back to the sitting room, I saw them together again, this time seated together, watching a movie as they laughed. It was like I didn't exist.

It was berating to me. Giorgia wanted to stand up on seeing me, but Baron held her back. “Do not go anywhere.” He said to her, ultimately making her stay with him, while I watched. “I so much enjoy your company.”

I stormed out of the house when I could not stand them anymore.

I couldn't believe the things I just heard and the way it played out before me. This was supposed to be a memorable day for me, a day to share the greatest good news in three years but it was turning to a doomsday for me.

I was so panicked as to what was left in store for me now that she reappeared.

Kayla's POV

I entered back into my car and drove out, just the way I came. I loved him so much and didn't want to lose him. My stepmom taking my place like that was a huge threat to me.

I also could not tell him about my pregnancy under such circumstances, so I kept the reveal to myself with the promise that as soon as everything went back to normal, it would be my first news to share.

I first thought about staying out for a while, but that would only make them bond better, so it wasn't a considerable option.

I racked my head as I drove, thinking non stop, how to quickly put my fake stepmom out of my husband's life.

The perfect plan soon struck me, or I thought it was the perfect plan.

I drove over to a pharmacy. “Do you have any sexually arousing pills?” I asked them. “We do.” The person at the counter said to me.

I bought it and left. It was powdery, but they assured me it was strong enough to put someone in the mood as short as five minutes after.

I took it straight home and there, I met Giorgia at the dining table, setting the table. I could see the fear and tension rise as she saw me coming. She wondered what I would do to her as Baron wasn't going to be here to save her this time. I wanted to get into bed with my husband and give him such a steamy, passionate sex, one thing he praised me for always and one thing that has been keeping him for the past three years we've been trying to conceive.

After the sex, he will be in a better mood, then I can share the news of my pregnancy to him.

I'm pretty sure when he hears this, he will think twice about letting me go.

I had to do anything, just anything, in anger and with obsession. I wouldn't let anyone have my man, my husband.

“Kayla, you have to understand that I would never try to take your husband from you. Nothing beyond the surface happened between us. I promise.” She tried begging me, but that wasn't what I was there for.

“Look, it really doesn't matter now. I just want to have dinner with my husband, alone. Now I'm back, I guess it's best you leave if you have nothing to do with him.” I issued her a stern warning. She was shocked at my seriousness.

“Okay, I'll leave right away. Please, I'm sorry.” She said as she left quickly.

I pulled the chair backward and had my seat. I made sure no one was close by, then sprinkled the drugs on Baron's food and mixed properly. Before he came out, I had already done everything I wanted to and returned to being normal.

He looked around, not so impressed.

“Where is Giorgia?” He asked. “She will be giving us a couple of times tonight.” I replied to him. Rather disappointed, he sighed and joined me at the table. I wanted Giorgia out so when the drugs began to have its effects, I will be the only woman he sees.

He began munching on the food , not saying a word to me, either about my health, or anything else. He just went on with the food with so much passion. Passion he has never shown while eating mine.

I had a few spoons of the food, and honestly could not tell if it was better.

In no time, he was done eating and just stood up and left. Even though I barely started eating my food, I had to go after him because when the urges kicked in, I wanted to be the one he saw, and not Giorgia.

“The house is unusually hot today.” I said as I pulled my shirt off and sat on the bed, with my boobs hanging out.

The air-condition was on and the house was never even an inch warm. Baron was a billionaire and these things weren't a problem, but I had to improve a seductive strategy.

I could feel his heart beat rising as he looked at me. He sat at the other end of the bed, looking at me closely, but unable to do anything. He wanted it. He needed it. His eyes said it all, desperate, dreamy and eager. His lips were slightly parted and quivering.

I went straight to him, cradling and kissing him. My hands were on his head, caressing it and trailing through his hair. His cock was already standing and very hardened, as if trying to burst out of his trousers.

He dug his lips into mine, kissing me furiously like his whole life depended on this. The kisses continued as he caressed my body. I really wanted him inside of me.

I placed him down on the bed and unzipped his trousers. How cock looked bigger than they always were. I guess it was as a result of the drugs he had.

I sucked him for a while and when he said was okay with that, he turned me over and pulled his shirt out, undressing himself and me very hurriedly.

We kissed for a while before he finally inserted his cock into me.

He went on and on, hitting me with all he had until he reached his peak and released his cum into me. It was a long sexual experience and we now cuddled, I was too exhausted to tell him this.

Perhaps in the morning!

I said to myself.

The next morning I woke up to find an empty space beside me on the bed. My heart skipped. He had already gone but one voice asked me to check him up in the house.

I caught up with him, he had already dressed up for work.

“Where are you going?” I asked him.

“Giorgio said she wants to go to the hospital, so I am going to drop her off.” He replied.

“Why? Hospital for what?” He sounded really suspicious here. “Besides, didn't I ask her to leave yesterday? Did she stay here overnight?”

“Yes,” Baron replied with no sign of remorse.

I furrowed my brows. “Why?”

“Because she is pregnant for me–” His voice sailed off smoothly, with such a low tone.

“Urrghh–”

“You said?” I was confused.

“You don't need to be confused, perhaps she will become our surrogate since I need a child so badly and you can't bear one for me.”

“Remember I'm a CEO and I need an heir.”

My lips mumbled for quite some minutes before I was able to bring up words. “Why didn't you tell me about thud before?” I asked. As if I'd let him.

“Sorry about that,” he snapped. “But if I did, you wouldn't allow it. I didn't want to create a problem between us. I was waiting for the right time to tell you.”

“Oh God–”

I hit my forehead several times, shutting my eyes so tight. I only wanted to surprise Jon but turned to the one being surprised instead.

What should I do? Oh God!!

“I wouldn't allow this as your wife, she has to have an abortion or I'll sue you in court for betraying me this way.” I threatened. I meant the first but the second was to make him agree to the first. I didn't want another woman to bear my husband's child when I was already pregnant.

Upon hearing this, his eyes darkened.

“You mean this?” He asked.

“Yes!” I nodded with all seriousness.

“Really?” He repeated his question.

“Yes!” I nodded even keeping a more serious face than before.

“It's fine. No issues.” He turned and left without saying anything further. To me, a ray of hope shone. I thought he's going to consider my request. I was already planning how to release my own good news after he must have come back with the news that Giorgia had aborted the baby and he had nothing to do with her again.

I stayed until evening, waiting for him to return from work. Upon his return, I ran to him, hugging him so tight as I was already expecting good news but he didn't hug me back. Next thing, he pulled out some papers.

“What's this for?” I asked him, confused.

“Our divorce agreement. Our marriage ends today. I've always wanted to get out of this fruitless marriage but decided to be patient with you, yet you crossed the line by boldly asking for the death of my child when you can give me none.” Baron said.

“Who said I can't give you a child?” I wept bitterly. “I was–”

He stamped his palm in the air. “No words from you. Just sign and leave. There's no need to keep two women. I need children, so I'll keep one that gives me that.” His face had become stiff like stone.

“I would rather be with Giorgia than you. Pack your things and leave tonight. I will give you three million dollars to start a life somewhere else, but as for us, it's over!”

I tried to beg him, but he didn't listen. “You can't give me what I want and yet you want Giorgia to terminate her pregnancy.” He repeated.

When I saw that there was nothing else that could be done, with my heart broken and shattered to the floor, I signed the papers and left, also hoarding the news of my pregnancy for him.

Kayla's POV

FIVE YEARS LATER

“What the hell is wrong with you? Can't you clean?” My manager said to me as he hit my head really hard. “There's still crumbs of food everywhere.”

“I am sorry sir. I will sweep the floor again.” I replied meekly as I left for the broom.

Yes, that was me. That was me five years after I was legally separated from my husband and given three million dollars.

Despite the pain of losing the love of my life, the three million consolidation money was something I thought I would use to push my life further and take care of my triplets.

However, my poor approach towards business made me invest in the wrong trade and after it crashed, over seventy percent of my money went with it. I tried other startups, but none of them worked. Before I knew it, in a little more than a year, I was back to being broke and jobless. Everything I had was gone and my babies, who were not even up to five months old needed my care now, more than ever.

We went back to my parents house in the countryside. There were no job offerings for me, but out of pity, one of my mom's friends employed me to work as a cleaner in her restaurant.

The pay was menial, but it helped me provide enough for my children, with help from my parents of course.

Things began turning real soar after the death of the restaurant owner and her son taking over as the manager.

He not only slashed everyone's salary by half, but was cruel and wasted no time in deducting from the already halved salaries if we did anything wrong.

“I can't do this again, mom. I can't. The stress is too much!” I told my mother when I felt uneasy giving up.

“You have to manage. If you give up, what happens to the children?” She asked me. “If you're alive and they can barely feed, what do you think will happen if you stop?”

My triplets were honestly the only people keeping me going. They weren't strong in the cruel world. I remember watching the wedding ceremony of Baron and Giorgia. The wedding I had planned with him, I saw him give it to someone else.

“You will all pay for this.” I said in my heart as I watched. My plan was to invest so much that I would rival his company and fight him. I wanted vengeance for what they did to me, but now that everything was gone, that dream had to die.

“Why are you so late today?” My manager asked with his cruel voice as I entered the restaurant thirty minutes later than the stated time.

“I am sorry sir. I had to take my babies to the hospital because they were sick. I came as quickly as I could.” I explained to him.

“Well, that's not my problem. Five dollars subtracted for lateness.” He said to me. I couldn't have this. It was getting too much and I felt myself losing it. I still tried to keep calm though.

“Please sir, you can't do this to me. You have already taken more than half my salary for this month.” I pleaded with him.

“That is a sign of how incompetent you are.” He replied rudely. “Now, get to work, else I take another.”

“Must you be so wicked?” I spewed out without caution. He turned to me, shocked that I was saying that to him.

“I can fire you for that nonsense you just spilled out of your mouth.” He threatened. “You know what? I quit! You can keep your stupid business to yourself!” I said at the top of my voice, then left the restaurant.

Honestly, he had it coming. He had been a dick for years and I just couldn't take it anymore. Deep down though, I wondered where I would get a new job because it was almost impossible finding one there.

My mom wasn't having it either. Called me a fool for letting the job go and insisting I had to go back and beg the manager.

“You have to, because if you don't, they'll be nothing for your children to eat. You know my work doesn't bring much home.”

Instead of me going back to work for someone, I vowed to do my own business for the second time, praying hard that I make it this time. Since I didn't have any money with me, I decided to take a loan with my business insurance to support me this time.

I wanted to start up a nanny agency. I would be training and recruiting up thirty nannies at a start, then I would send them out to families, the payment would be made to the company account, from where I'll pay them.

With support from my mom and friends, I started and launched my new agency.

Golden Care Nannies.

We hoped to grow and become the best with time. It wasn't smooth but with my persistence, the business was growing successfully.

It was time to pay the loan shark, so I got a call. It would be them asking for their money, I was even going to give them without using my insurance. I was doing well now, even though not at the peak, but anyone would know I'm doing well.

“Hello, is it Kayla?” A masculine voice came up on the line.

“Yes,” I snapped. “I'm pretty sure you're one of the staff of Green Loans?”

“No, the CEO.”

“Urghh!” I gasped. The CEO? Why will the CEO call me, is it that my loan is the highest or I said I wasn't gonna pay it?

“Well, sorry. I know you're surprised on getting this call, I don't mean to make you more surprised by telling you it's your ex-husband on the line.”

“What?”

“Yes.” Suddenly there was a brief pause.

“What do you want?” I scolded, feeling both confusion and anger. “Baron, what–”

“Please calm down, Kayla. I was going through the list of medium loans on my register and I saw your name. So I decided to call.”

“I can see you're doing well and you're the chief nanny. I–” He dragged.

“I had a little request.” He finally spoke out.

“What's that?” I replied, sounding infuriated. “I have a job for you. I want you to come back to my estate, but as a nanny and I will be paying you five hundred dollars every month. I'm a billionaire, I have the money but my wife just died and my daughter who's in grief has been rejecting all her nannies.” He proposed.

“I'm paying you the money I owe your company, if I knew you were the CEO of the company, I would have gone somewhere else.” I sighed, ending the call immediately.

I switched off my phone but anytime I put it on, I'd see calls from Baron. It came to a point I became pissed.

What's all these?

“Okay, I'll use my influence as a social media influencer and public figure to promote your company, my daughter can even become your brand ambassador for free through taking care of her–”

He didn't finish his statement when I began fantasizing about this. Baron has over a billion followers on social media, and is one of the most popular business moguls.

Having such a business deal with him will skyrocket my business success.

I sighed. “Well for this, I will do it.”

When the set time came, I left for his estate, telling my mother I would be sending her money to take care of my triplets who were with her. I couldn't take them with me because I was still hiding that information from their father. I wasn't coming the second time to win him even when I felt he was trying to win me. It's strictly business.

****

I entered the house again after five years and everything still felt the same just that the atmosphere surrounding us was different, cold and aloof from my end.

“Giorgia was diagnosed with stage 4 cervical cancer and was carrying a baby. She had a serious complication during childbirth and died so I need you here.” He said to me.

“Why can't you get other nannies?”

“I got nannies but my daughter rejected them all.” He snapped.

“We are keeping this relationship a hundred percent professional.” I said.

I scoffed at him. “I never intend on making up with you in the first place. As you promised, I am just here for the money and the promotion in exchange for my services only.” I replied to him.

He took a pause and turned to me. I understood his eyes.

“Just hope she likes me so I can get this business deal!” I slowly whispered.