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Chapter 45. Keep My Body From Resoting

Briand POV

I was no nervous.

Every time the office phone rings to annourge a visitor, my heart skips a beat.

I tried to busy myself with reviewing proposals lined up on my desk, but I could not concentrate. With each tick–tock nound of the clock, my expectations mounted.

After an hour of trying to get work done, I stopped pretending and called Martina.

“Have any other visitors been waiting for me?” I asked.

She answered in the negative, and I put the headset back on its cradle with so much disappointment.

To keep myself busy, I called on the children When I left the penthouse this morning, they were still sleeping.

School opening is in a week, so I let them sleep longer hours as long as they wanted. They are in preschool. Next year, they will start formal schooling.

“Mommy, you did not kiss me goodbye.” It was Mason, my sweetest boy.

I smiled. “Of course I did. It’s just that you were so sound asleep that you did not feel It.” I told him.

“Next time, wake me up.” He told me, still miffed.

Then, the phone changed hands, and I was now talking to Riley.

“Don’t squish me.” He muttered before his sweet voice came on the line.

“Mommy, I miss you! Did you miss me? I behaved so well today.” He reported that earn an unexpected laugh from me.

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“I miss you, too, Riley. And thank you for behaving.” I told him.

“There, now you can go.” He muttered, and heard another sound. It was like the phone was switching hands again, and Brixx came into the line.

“Mommy, I miss you more and more and more.”

I had to stifle a laugh at that. “I miss you more and more and more, as well, Brixx.”

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Then, my brother Rowan talked to me. “I will bring the kids to the hotel’s restaurant for breakfast. Don’t worry. I will make sure they clean up well.” He told me.

1 laughed. “Yes sir.” I told him jokingly, but on a serious note, I added, “Thank you, Rowan.”

It was such a simple expression of gratitude, but it was more than that. My brothers saved me when no one else stepped up to take my side. They were there when I was rebuilding the pieces of my life.

They did not abandon me even when I shunned them away, because I preferred the life I used to have away from them.

It was nearing lunch when my assistant buzzed me again to announce the arrival of a new

guest.

“Ms. Ford, Mr. Noah Hunter, to see you.”

“Let him in,” I told Martina.

I tried to appear casual when I heard the knock on the door. Then, it opened to Noah Hunter.

Our eyes met, and I swallowed nervously.

Noah does not look nervous in the slightest. He walked in while I rose to meet him.

We stopped in the middle of my office, looking awkwardly at each other.

“Let’s sit,” I said, motioning to the mini–conference table inside my office to make this meeting appear more of a business than personal.

I sat ahead. Noah occupied the seat on my left.

He folded his arms atop the table but did not say anything.

He only had this goofy smile on his face while staring at me.

It was unnerving.

When I could not take it anymore. I cleared my throat and asked,

“What do you want to do with the children,” I said, taking the bull by the homs

Noah smiled. “I’m glad you are no longer denying they are mine.”

I ignored the barb, looking at him sharply.

“So, what did Marcus have to say about this?”

I am unsure if he was asking out of curiosity but i told him what my brother said

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“It was actually Marcus who pushed me into doing this. He said the children had the nght to know their biological father And you had the right to the children”

I saw Noah’s face soured. He averted it, and when he faced me back, he had on his usual cold expression

“He won’t mind that I will always be on your He won’t get jealous?” His tone becomes challenging

it was then that I realized Noah was still under the impression that Marcus was my ustand. Oh, I would love to see his face when he finally reales that Marcus Ford its my her

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but it will have to wait til need Marcus my deterrent

The knowledge that Marcus is my husband would keep Noah on his toes. He won’t try any funny business with me the kissing the whenever we are alone

And what made prou so sure of that? A tiny ce sand in my head

gumaced at the realization that without Marcus Noah could kiss me again because 1 was too weak in my role when came

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That is something I have to save fest How I keep my body from reacting every

Noahs around”