The Billionaires Desires novel Chapter 78

Hillary’s POV

Paris, France,    

Almost three years later…..

“I’ll take care of the babies, Hills. Go in there and have a shower, you stink girl.” Becky told me jokingly, snatching Gemma from my hand, cooing and cuddling with Gemma. Gerald is playing with some toys in the toy room, although they are just two years old, they are already exhibiting different characters. Gerald is so independent and creative, he always prefers to stay on his own and play with his toys, he hates being cuddled or pampered like a little child. You would never know that he is only two years old because he always acts all grown up and matured. On the other hand, Gemma is the complete opposite of her brother, she can never sit on her own, she clings to everyone, I mean everyone. You can never see her playing with her toys on her own, she is always seen with one of the grownups, and all she ever does is giggle and talk all day. The worst part of it all is that she expects you to understand everything she is saying when it is so apparent that she is saying gibberish. Gerald can say a few coherent words, I mean, he has always been smarter and more mature, I would say that he is growing a lot faster than his sister who is only a few minutes younger than he is.

“No, I don’t.”

And that was how we settled on opening a restaurant and it has been great, I mean so great. At first, it wasn’t easy because none of us had any experience in running a restaurant, we had to learn on the job, and trust me, it wasn’t easy at all. For Avril and I, It has always been our dream to own our very own restaurant, it was like a dream come true for us to see our dreams coming to life, although It would have been more preferably if all of this is happening to me while Nathan is still around, he would have been proud of me, he would definitely have loved It, and I would have asked him if it’s okay to withdraw such a huge amount of money from his card, I still feel so guilty, it almost feels like I did something wrong like I betrayed his trust. I know he would understand that I was in dire need of the money, I hope he comes back to me soon. I still dream about him every night, I hope and wish for his return, praying for him every day. Sometimes my dreams feel so real, it feels like he is right in the room with me, I feel his hands on my body as he caresses me and assures me that everything will be fine, but when I open my eyes and look around, I find the room completely empty, it would be just me and my kids on the bed, with Gemma hugging me so tight, like her life depends on it. Gerald doesn’t bother with hugs and cuddles, he loves sleeping on the same bed with me, but he lets his sister get all the cuddle that she needs, he simply sleeps off like a mature adult.

You know, sometimes, I can’t help wondering where Nathan is right now, sometimes I wonder if Ariel had been right when she declared him dead and planned his funeral, and I can’t help wondering if my kids are going to grow up without knowing their father, how would explain to my kids that they don’t have a father, will they understand me, will they believe me if I tell them that their father loved them even before they were born, he named them even better he knows of their existence. He had always wanted them, he planned a perfect life for them before he even met me, even before he fell in love with me. I always wondered if they would believe me, I mean, someday, these kids would grow up and they would certainly notice the absence of a fatherly figure in their lives. Don’t get me wrong, Miguel is doing such a great job by filling up that space in their lives, but the fact still remains that he is not their father. He now shares a room with Becky and I’m certain that pretty soon, she would get pregnant with his kid and he would have to spend more time with his kids and not mine, and that would force my kids to ask me that painful question that I still haven’t come up with an answer. I can’t begin to imagine how difficult it would be for me to explain to them that their grandparents would never accept them into the family. It would be so difficult to make them stop asking about him, they may end up hating me for running away like a scared kitty cat, I can never bear it when that happens, I may just have to seek out Nathan’s parents and ask for their help.