Surprisingly, as I held the boy, the girl began to cry. Feeling overwhelmed, I decide to pick up both of them and rest them against my chest. I take a seat, and miraculously, their cries subsided, then someone knocks on my door.
“ Come in” I replied.
My security personnel entered the room.
“ Did you see anyone drop the babies off the babies ?I asked.
“ We have just checked the CCTV , we saw a woman wearing a scarf and also wearing sunglasses, but we couldn’t see her face so well”, the security personnel says.
“ I would like to see the footage myself” I said.
I was still busy talking with the security personnel when the babies in my arms began to cry.
I went to sit on the couch in my office. I placed them close to my heart and they suddenly kept quiet.
My girlfriend Briana unexpectedly enters the room. Her eyes widen in surprise as she spots me with two babies in my arms. She places her handbag on my desk, she remains silent, choosing to approach me and peek at the stroller instead.
Whose babies are these? She questioned.
“I arrived this morning and discovered them at the company’s entrance,” I responded.
“Why are you holding them close to your chest as if they are yours?” She questioned.
“They are children, they were crying, so I just held them against my chest to stop them from crying,” I explained.
“Uhmmmm!” She muttered.
“What do you mean by uhmmmmm?” I asked.
“Because this is a company, not an orphanage. Why would someone leave their babies here if you have no connection to them?
“ What?! I widened my eyes in surprise.
She scoffs “Do you think I am foolish, unaware that you have girlfriends you are involved with, I suspect these children might be part of a scheme between you and one of your many girlfriends, trying to deceive me.then you will tell me you found them and adopted them?” She accused.
“Briana?I called out her name with so many questions.
“Are you serious, Briana? Are you really saying that you don’t trust me? Are you this insecure? I asked curiously.
We’ve been together for more than four years and you still don’t trust me? I can’t believe you would even think that I would cheat on you,” I said.
“Really? You didn’t cheat on me? What about you cheating on me with Freda? Or do you think I don’t know about it? We all had an agreement, but what did you do? You went ahead and started sleeping with her. If I wasn’t smart enough, maybe she would have gotten pregnant,” Freda says.
“What? ! Are you still accusing me of something I do not know about? I already explained to you that I just care for this girl because her stepmom and stepsister abandoned her” I said to Briana.
“ You think I believe all of that? Briana asked.
I noticed the kids had slept off. I stood up with the babies and tried to put them back in the stroller, but I needed Briana’s help.
“Can you please help me out, Fre… I mean, Briana?” I quickly tripped off my words to correct myself.
“Freda! That’s it! You always call me by her name!” she said angrily.
“I’m so sorry, Fre… I mean, Briana, I slipped up,” I apologized.
“Oh God! I just can’t believe this! You always call me by her name after almost two years!” she said, her voice breaking.
“Briana… I’m so sorry,” I said.
“Do you really love me?” she questioned, her voice filled with doubt.
I hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words to say.
In frustration, she grabbed her handbag from my desk and stormed out of the room. I let out a sigh and leaned back in my chair, trying to process what had just happened.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and I called for the security guard to come in.
I asked him for assistance with the babies and carefully placed them back into the stroller.
“Sir, here is the footage,” he informed me, handing over the video.
I thanked him and dismissed him, then reached for my phone to call my personal assistant.
I dialed the number for the police station and reported the abandoned babies, while also contacting my lawyer to discuss the possibility of adopting them if their parents couldn’t be found.
Soon, my PA entered the room and I instructed him to contact a nanny agency to find a nanny and a private nurse to help care for the children.
As I reviewed the footage, I could see a woman leaving the babies behind, tears streaming down her face. It was clear that she didn’t want them.
At that moment, a thought crossed my mind. Perhaps I could be the one to give these kids a loving home and a reason to live.
BRITTANY’S POV.
After their father picked them up, I returned home in tears, feeling the emptiness of my house.
I cried for three whole days, I felt like a failure for dumping my kids for their father, I felt he’s not worth knowing those kids. Dropping them from him doesn’t mean I have abandoned my kids for him, because I will return them to my kids. I will claim them from him. I will make him pay for treating me badly.
However, I knew I had to work hard in order to bring them back from their father’s custody. I took my bath and dressed up, then I set out to start searching for a job.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t easy getting one. I faced rejection after rejection, and eventually, I got kicked out of my own home and became homeless.
I pleaded , cried, explained what I was going through. The homeowner didn’t even pity me, he told me, there was a new occupant of the house and she had already signed a contract.
I became destitute. I slept on the roadside for weeks, begging passersby for money.
I was sad I was going through this and also missing my kids, but then I was really happy that I came up with the idea of dropping the kids off for their dad, even though he wasn’t aware they belonged to him.
Despite begging for money from passersby, I still made sure I kept looking for a job, after sleeping on the street for weeks , I finally got a job.
The job was in a bar. It wasn’t my dream job came but I had no choice than to accept the job with the conditions that comes with it.
I could say no but I have to earn to save to be able to support my kids when I finally get the chance to bring them back to me.
When I started working, I thought it would be easy skipping some conditions but I couldn’t because each time the men who comes to the bar makes advances at me I get angry or refuse to let them have sex with me in exchange for money, I get threatened by my boss to throw me out of work I couldn’t afford to say no to any man who approached me with such intentions, fearing that I would end up back on the streets.
I manage not to compromise, I worked for just a month and left the job.
At that time I had saved a little that I could join some girls to rent a room apartment. We rent an apartment and I began to search for work.
After two weeks , I got a new job as a housemaid. I felt happy getting such job, because I will be able to save, I wouldn’t have to buy food or pay rents since it’s a live in maid job.
All through working as a maid. I never stopped trying to find out if Alex, their father, was fulfilling his responsibilities or if he hadn’tabandoned them at an orphanage. I kept my head high to save enough money before going back to claim my kids from their dad.
ALEXANDER’S POV
After I took care of the babies, I hired a nanny and a nurse to help me out. I also showed the police the footage and expressed my desire to legally adopt the babies since it seemed like their mother didn’t want them. The police granted me the authorization to adopt them, so I consulted with my lawyer and completed the legal adoption process.
Briana was upset with my decision to adopt the kids because she thought I should just abandon them, claiming she had only three more years to give me my own babies. Despite her opinion, I couldn’t even do whatever she wanted, I felt they were part of me, I feel there is a special connection between us that I couldn’t ignore.
I adopted the kids legally and I cared for these kids deeply and was more than willing to be their father. After the adoption I decided to name the boys Denzel and Daniel, and the girl Daisy.
FREDA’S POV
FIVE YEARS LATER.
It’s been five years of struggles and I have succeeded in building myself. I now own a bookstore of my own. It’s not so big but at least, I am now an independent lady that can now pay her bills and care for her kids.
I walk through my bookstore and, I thought back to things I went through to become independent.
I thought back to my kids and tears dripped down my face, I quickly dry my tears and thought of how to get back my kids.
I look out from my shop and I saw a young man’s car pull up at the other side of the road, I watch the the man and his kids got out of the car, I watch as they go in and come out of the ice cream shop.
Tears dripped down my face, I just wished I was the one holding my kids that way. I got carried away that my cellphone was ringing and I wasn’t aware.
I stood staring at the kids I have to do what it takes to return to Alexander’s mansion to get back my kids, then I thought of putting in for agencies to get a job as a nanny not in any house but in Alex mansion.
It’s going to be a tough road, but I must return to Alex’s mansion and reclaim my children.
Looking back on my difficult life before the marriage contract, and how far I’ve come since then, brings me to tears.
I hope my children can find it in their hearts to forgive me. I’ve hired an employee for my bookstore and applied to nursing school, not because I want to become a nurse, but because it’s the easiest way tosecure a nanny job. I am willing to do whatever it takes to get back my kids, even if it means working as a nanny.
I’ve also applied for a nanny job through a work agency, but I will only accept a position at Alexander’s mansion.
I am prepared to wait as long as it takes to get a job there.
ALEXANDER’S POV
I’m sitting at my desk while Briana is sitting at the office lounge also waiting for me to be through so that we can go home together.
I wasn’t thinking of anything than my kids’ upcoming birthdays. I want to plan their parties with them and Briana. She doesn’t know yet that I want us to work together on this year’s celebrations.
Briana is getting ready to retire from modeling and focus on her fashion and cosmetic line, as well as our upcoming marriage in four months. I really want her to bond with my kids before we tie the knot, but it’s been a challenge.
She thinks Daisy and Denzel look so much like me, and she’s not convinced they’re not my biological children.