SORRY

Chapter 47. Antiolpation and Surprise Valls

Noah Pov

she has moved on.” I told Brent.

We were back at the Blue Canyon, A VIP membership club overlooking the sea, and i was getting liberal with the booz0

“What do you expect? She is married, Marcus Ford is a good man for taking

responsibility for your children and raising them as his own. Briana would be a fool to let a man like him go.”

Isighed. Between us, Marcus Ford is a better man, but I can’t shake this resolve that it only Briana would give me a chance, I would show her that I could be the best man for her and the triplets,

Brent tapped my shoulder. “Give it a rest, dude. At least, be thankful that she is willing to introduce you to the children.”

That sobered me up. I remembered Briana would be introducing the children to me tomorrow. It was supposed to be today, but she told me something came up, and she has an emergency meeting.

Thad no choice but to leave hurriedly then.

After meeting with Brent, I drove straight home.

When I left the car, I took out the books Briana gave me and brought them inside. I wanted to see our triplets‘ pictures again.

I can’t seem to get enough of them.

Before I left her office, Bralana asked for my email and sent information about the children, like their distinguishing features that could help me identify them..

Mason’s eyes were a bit larger than his two brothers. Riley’s eyebrows are more. defined than Mason’s and Brixx’s. On the other hand, Brixx had a star–shaped birthmark on his left arm. I memorized them together with other pertinent information on them.

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I also took note of their favorites things to do, colors, toys, and most importantly, food.

“Initially, I will introduce you to them not as their father.”

Wheat Focked dumbfounded Brama was quick to explain

don’t want to marry the process want the children to get to know you first. Don’t wony After the first meeting will tell them who you are.”

I was corporised thought Brane would milk the process to get back at me. She

The fought made me feel ashamed of myself

“What abou For this turnim tseddenly realized this was not going to be

I may have thought of him as my enemy before for taking Briana from me, but I can Thy have ressect for the man now

After Briana told me about him could not keep hating Marcus. All I could feel now was deep gratitude for his understanding

I also promises myself won’t force and take the children and Briana from him.

And so, while prepared myself this morning I was trembling.

“What if the kids can’t the the asked Briana when I called her this morning to confin my attor breakfast mesting

Frententie Bow any the tolets were to me

They wouldn’t be stacking you again if that is what you are worried about.” She

I wanted to tell her that the children could hit me again and again to atone for my fature as their father, but can already hung up on me.

Foghes, staring blankly at the black screen of my phone before resurning my

I looked at myself in the max to check my face, teeth, and attire

ged

I wanted to look to my caldren

took my het syze sees me rett now, they would not believe I was the

Dante person But for my children, not only do I want to look presentable I wanted to

Then Fremembered the presents I prepared for the children. I grinned when I mcluded something for Briana

It was not much just a couple of books I think she would like and potted flowers. I hope Marcus Ford won’t mind.

“Doress, did you bring the presents to my car?” I asked my old nanny when she picked up my call.

She confirmed before informing me I had a visitor.

“Who?” I asked, feeling annoyed.

Dorcas was well aware I do not entertain visitors at home.

“It’s your uncle, and he looks angry.”

Now, I have a good idea of what this is all about and smirked.

A part of me wants to stall to let the old man stew, but that would mean getting late for my breakfast meeting.

I left my room. At the top of the stairs, I looked down to see Uncle Matt. Dorcas was right

He is annoyed, owing to the rigidity of his shoulders, while he sits waiting in my lounge.

When he heard the sound my shoes created as they touched the floor, he looked up. Uncle Matt is scowling.

It gave me immense pleasure to see how he was trying to control his rage.

“Why did you embarrass Britney?” He snarled while I was still taking my time on the

stairs.

“I did not ask her to be there,” I replied and saw how it made the old’s man’s face darker in anger.