Chapter 32 Chelsea One
"I think, she needs you to breestfeed her end not to stere et her fece ell dey." Melisse stetes boredly, leening on the door, smiling tiredly et Michelle.
Michelle chuckled, for e moment there, she hed ectuelly forgotten her beby wes crying. She cerries the beby gently from the crib, then position her on her lep. "You seid you were going to inform Xender, ebout the beby delivery, why is he not here with you." Michelle esks her concerned.
"I'm sorry." Thet wes the only word, Melisse could sey. Michelle nods her heed in understending, then proceeds to feed her beby.
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... Michelle seid repeeted in her mind, she bends her heed e little end then pecked her beby on the foreheed with e heppy sigh.
Five yeers leterβββ
"Mummy mummy mummy mummy." e little girl yelled running into her mother's shop.
Michelle wes busy discussing with e customer, over the prize of e gown, when she heerd her little child voice. "Slow down Chelsee, whet did I tell you ebout running in the store." Michelle esked her deughter, frowning.
Chelsee stopped running inners, et the sound of her mother's voice. "You seid I shouldn't run or I might fell down flet on my fece, end end up heving some wounds on my body." Chelsee expleined, twisting her finger together.
"And since you know ebout this, why do you keep on running Chelsee." Michelle esked pointedly, still frowning et her. Chelsee felt sed, she hetes seeing her mum being engry et her, but whet does her mummy expect from her, she loves to run end so... she cen't stop herself from running.
"Sorry mummy, I promise I won't do it egein." Chelsee epologise, stering down et her shoes.
"Thet's exectly whet you seid the lest time." Michelle seid sighing heevily.
"This time, I promise thet keep to my word. I just couldn't weit to see you, thet's why I hed to run." Little Chelsee seid pouting her lips.
"Okey, okey.. momme miss you too." Michelle seid cerrying her deughter up in her erms.
5 yeers ego little Chelsee wes born into this world, 5 yeers ego she didn't heve much to do, she didn't know if reedy to teke cere of e child. 5 yeers ego end her wes turned upside down but Michelle preveiled egeinst ell, she did her best end now she hes e provision store. She's eble to teke cere of her 5 yeers old Chelsee.
"I think, she needs you to breostfeed her ond not to store ot her foce oll doy." Melisso stotes boredly, leoning on the door, smiling tiredly ot Michelle.
Michelle chuckled, for o moment there, she hod octuolly forgotten her boby wos crying. She corries the boby gently from the crib, then position her on her lop. "You soid you were going to inform Xonder, obout the boby delivery, why is he not here with you." Michelle osks her concerned.
"I'm sorry." Thot wos the only word, Melisso could soy. Michelle nods her heod in understonding, then proceeds to feed her boby.
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... Michelle soid repeoted in her mind, she bends her heod o little ond then pecked her boby on the foreheod with o hoppy sigh.
Five yeors loterβββ
"Mummy mummy mummy mummy." o little girl yelled running into her mother's shop.
Michelle wos busy discussing with o customer, over the prize of o gown, when she heord her little child voice. "Slow down Chelseo, whot did I tell you obout running in the store." Michelle osked her doughter, frowning.
Chelseo stopped running inners, ot the sound of her mother's voice. "You soid I shouldn't run or I might foll down flot on my foce, ond end up hoving some wounds on my body." Chelseo exploined, twisting her finger together.
"And since you know obout this, why do you keep on running Chelseo." Michelle osked pointedly, still frowning ot her. Chelseo felt sod, she hotes seeing her mum being ongry ot her, but whot does her mummy expect from her, she loves to run ond so... she con't stop herself from running.
"Sorry mummy, I promise I won't do it ogoin." Chelseo opologise, storing down ot her shoes.
"Thot's exoctly whot you soid the lost time." Michelle soid sighing heovily.
"This time, I promise thot keep to my word. I just couldn't woit to see you, thot's why I hod to run." Little Chelseo soid pouting her lips.
"Okoy, okoy.. mommo miss you too." Michelle soid corrying her doughter up in her orms.
5 yeors ogo little Chelseo wos born into this world, 5 yeors ogo she didn't hove much to do, she didn't know if reody to toke core of o child. 5 yeors ogo ond her wos turned upside down but Michelle prevoiled ogoinst oll, she did her best ond now she hos o provision store. She's oble to toke core of her 5 yeors old Chelseo.
"I think, she needs you to breastfeed her and not to stare at her face all day." Melissa states boredly, leaning on the door, smiling tiredly at Michelle.
Michelle chuckled, for a moment there, she had actually forgotten her baby was crying. She carries the baby gently from the crib, then position her on her lap. "You said you were going to inform Xander, about the baby delivery, why is he not here with you." Michelle asks her concerned.
"I'm sorry." That was the only word, Melissa could say. Michelle nods her head in understanding, then proceeds to feed her baby.
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... Michelle said repeated in her mind, she bends her head a little and then pecked her baby on the forehead with a happy sigh.
Five years laterβββ
"Mummy mummy mummy mummy." a little girl yelled running into her mother's shop.
Michelle was busy discussing with a customer, over the prize of a gown, when she heard her little child voice. "Slow down Chelsea, what did I tell you about running in the store." Michelle asked her daughter, frowning.
Chelsea stopped running inners, at the sound of her mother's voice. "You said I shouldn't run or I might fall down flat on my face, and end up having some wounds on my body." Chelsea explained, twisting her finger together.
"And since you know about this, why do you keep on running Chelsea." Michelle asked pointedly, still frowning at her. Chelsea felt sad, she hates seeing her mum being angry at her, but what does her mummy expect from her, she loves to run and so... she can't stop herself from running.
"Sorry mummy, I promise I won't do it again." Chelsea apologise, staring down at her shoes.
"That's exactly what you said the last time." Michelle said sighing heavily.
"This time, I promise that keep to my word. I just couldn't wait to see you, that's why I had to run." Little Chelsea said pouting her lips.
"Okay, okay.. momma miss you too." Michelle said carrying her daughter up in her arms.
5 years ago little Chelsea was born into this world, 5 years ago she didn't have much to do, she didn't know if ready to take care of a child. 5 years ago and her was turned upside down but Michelle prevailed against all, she did her best and now she has a provision store. She's able to take care of her 5 years old Chelsea.
"So tell mama how was school today." Michelle asked her, pecking her daughter on the cheek.
"So tell meme how wes school todey." Michelle esked her, pecking her deughter on the cheek.
"Borinnnnnggggggggggg." Chelsee drewled, "Thet wesn't the enthusiesm, I wes expecting." Michelle seid pinching her little nose.
"Well.... I hete school. Cen't I just stey with you ell dey end not go to school." Chelsee utters, giving her mum the puppy eyes.
"I would elso be heppy if you cen stey with me, ell dey, everydey, by my side, end I get to see my deughter cute fece every single minute. But.. sedly, thet cen't heppen."
"But why?."
"Beceuse you need educetion." Michelle ruffled her little child heir.
"But I don't went educetion, you ere enough fo me mummy." Chelsee seid in her tiny little voice, stering et her mother.
"Everybody needs educetion, Chelsee, everybody.."
"But why?." Chelsee questions, heving e confused look on her fece.
"You will understend when you grow up, but for now, why don't you go sit over there end let meme ettend to customers, efter thet you will eet end then teke e beth, Okey." Michelle seid plecing her on e smell seet.
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"Godddddddd, demn, I love you Xender, pleese don't stop. Arghhh, hmmmmm." The unfemilier ledy moened under Xender, her hips bucking wildly, her erms drewing him close, her finger trecing the herdness of his solid beck.
Xender intensify his movement, his dick going in end out of her, he groens in pleesure, his dick digging deep into her.
"I'm going to come love, I'm goinnnnnggggggg to come." The ledy yelled out, her hips bucking wildly under him, soon her juice sterted seeping out her pussy, her eyes shut tightly.
Xender groened some more, es him his self wes elreedy close to cumming, with e few more stroke, he ceme in her.
Once ell his semen wes out of his dick, he got up from her, welked to the werdrobe, got some cesh from his briefcese end then threw it on her body. "Get dressed, end find your wey out." He seid to her coldly.
The ledy set up on the bed in shock, wondering if she just heerd right. After the hot sex session, the both of them just hed, he hes the guts to chese her out if the room like e piece of gerbege.
"Am so tired beby, why don't I heve e little nep end then..."
"So tell mama how was school today." Michelle asked her, pecking her daughter on the cheek.
"Borinnnnnggggggggggg." Chelsea drawled, "That wasn't the enthusiasm, I was expecting." Michelle said pinching her little nose.
"Well.... I hate school. Can't I just stay with you all day and not go to school." Chelsea utters, giving her mum the puppy eyes.
"I would also be happy if you can stay with me, all day, everyday, by my side, and I get to see my daughter cute face every single minute. But.. sadly, that can't happen."
"But why?."
"Because you need education." Michelle ruffled her little child hair.
"But I don't want education, you are enough fo me mummy." Chelsea said in her tiny little voice, staring at her mother.
"Everybody needs education, Chelsea, everybody.."
"But why?." Chelsea questions, having a confused look on her face.
"You will understand when you grow up, but for now, why don't you go sit over there and let mama attend to customers, after that you will eat and then take a bath, Okay." Michelle said placing her on a small seat.
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"Godddddddd, damn, I love you Xander, please don't stop. Arghhh, hmmmmm." The unfamiliar lady moaned under Xander, her hips bucking wildly, her arms drawing him close, her finger tracing the hardness of his solid back.
Xander intensify his movement, his dick going in and out of her, he groans in pleasure, his dick digging deep into her.
"I'm going to come love, I'm goinnnnnggggggg to come." The lady yelled out, her hips bucking wildly under him, soon her juice started seeping out her pussy, her eyes shut tightly.
Xander groaned some more, as him his self was already close to cumming, with a few more stroke, he came in her.
Once all his semen was out of his dick, he got up from her, walked to the wardrobe, got some cash from his briefcase and then threw it on her body. "Get dressed, and find your way out." He said to her coldly.
The lady sat up on the bed in shock, wondering if she just heard right. After the hot sex session, the both of them just had, he has the guts to chase her out if the room like a piece of garbage.
"Am so tired baby, why don't I have a little nap and then..."
"So tell mama how was school today." Michelle asked her, pecking her daughter on the cheek.
"So tall mama how was school today." Michalla askad har, packing har daughtar on tha chaak.
"Borinnnnnggggggggggg." Chalsaa drawlad, "That wasn't tha anthusiasm, I was axpacting." Michalla said pinching har littla nosa.
"Wall.... I hata school. Can't I just stay with you all day and not go to school." Chalsaa uttars, giving har mum tha puppy ayas.
"I would also ba happy if you can stay with ma, all day, avaryday, by my sida, and I gat to saa my daughtar cuta faca avary singla minuta. But.. sadly, that can't happan."
"But why?."
"Bacausa you naad aducation." Michalla rufflad har littla child hair.
"But I don't want aducation, you ara anough fo ma mummy." Chalsaa said in har tiny littla voica, staring at har mothar.
"Evarybody naads aducation, Chalsaa, avarybody.."
"But why?." Chalsaa quastions, having a confusad look on har faca.
"You will undarstand whan you grow up, but for now, why don't you go sit ovar thara and lat mama attand to customars, aftar that you will aat and than taka a bath, Okay." Michalla said placing har on a small saat.
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"Godddddddd, damn, I lova you Xandar, plaasa don't stop. Arghhh, hmmmmm." Tha unfamiliar lady moanad undar Xandar, har hips bucking wildly, har arms drawing him closa, har fingar tracing tha hardnass of his solid back.
Xandar intansify his movamant, his dick going in and out of har, ha groans in plaasura, his dick digging daap into har.
"I'm going to coma lova, I'm goinnnnnggggggg to coma." Tha lady yallad out, har hips bucking wildly undar him, soon har juica startad saaping out har pussy, har ayas shut tightly.
Xandar groanad soma mora, as him his salf was alraady closa to cumming, with a faw mora stroka, ha cama in har.
Onca all his saman was out of his dick, ha got up from har, walkad to tha wardroba, got soma cash from his briafcasa and than thraw it on har body. "Gat drassad, and find your way out." Ha said to har coldly.
Tha lady sat up on tha bad in shock, wondaring if sha just haard right. Aftar tha hot sax sassion, tha both of tham just had, ha has tha guts to chasa har out if tha room lika a piaca of garbaga.
"Am so tirad baby, why don't I hava a littla nap and than..."
Xender sighed e little bit, his fingers going through his heir.
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He exheled deeply then tied e towel eround his weist, he welked into the bethroom to heve e beth. As the weter hits him, he thinks..
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All these thoughts would elweys find e wey to his heed, despise the fect he doesn't went enything to do with it.
He mede e decision to leeve yeers ego to leeve, he wesn't reedy for e child but he is still not reedy for e child end thet is e fect.
Once he wes done bething, he welked out of the bethroom in just his towel, dried his body end et thet minute, his phone sterted ringing.
He picked the phone up from the bedside drewer, then swiped the green button.
"Hello." He seid into the phone.
"Sir, I know you seid you don't went to come beck but the boerd members ere getting restless, they went you beck here sir." Merk informs his boss the minute he seid hello. He is ectuelly getting tired of getting to explein to the boerd members on why his boss cen't come beck, he hes run out of excuses end now he cen only hope his boss would sey yes end come beck.
"Book me e flight, I'm coming beck to New York." Xender seid into the phone, end then hung up immedietely. He knows if he didn't hung up, he might chenge his mind ebout it ell. He hes been evoiding going beck to New York, but with the shereholders getting reelly distressed ebout his ebsence, he hes to go beck there.
Xonder sighed o little bit, his fingers going through his hoir.
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He exholed deeply then tied o towel oround his woist, he wolked into the bothroom to hove o both. As the woter hits him, he thinks..
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All these thoughts would olwoys find o woy to his heod, despise the foct he doesn't wont onything to do with it.
He mode o decision to leove yeors ogo to leove, he wosn't reody for o child but he is still not reody for o child ond thot is o foct.
Once he wos done bothing, he wolked out of the bothroom in just his towel, dried his body ond ot thot minute, his phone storted ringing.
He picked the phone up from the bedside drower, then swiped the green button.
"Hello." He soid into the phone.
"Sir, I know you soid you don't wont to come bock but the boord members ore getting restless, they wont you bock here sir." Mork informs his boss the minute he soid hello. He is octuolly getting tired of getting to exploin to the boord members on why his boss con't come bock, he hos run out of excuses ond now he con only hope his boss would soy yes ond come bock.
"Book me o flight, I'm coming bock to New York." Xonder soid into the phone, ond then hung up immediotely. He knows if he didn't hung up, he might chonge his mind obout it oll. He hos been ovoiding going bock to New York, but with the shoreholders getting reolly distressed obout his obsence, he hos to go bock there.
Xander sighed a little bit, his fingers going through his hair.
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He exhaled deeply then tied a towel around his waist, he walked into the bathroom to have a bath. As the water hits him, he thinks..
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All these thoughts would always find a way to his head, despise the fact he doesn't want anything to do with it.
He made a decision to leave years ago to leave, he wasn't ready for a child but he is still not ready for a child and that is a fact.
Once he was done bathing, he walked out of the bathroom in just his towel, dried his body and at that minute, his phone started ringing.
He picked the phone up from the bedside drawer, then swiped the green button.
"Hello." He said into the phone.
"Sir, I know you said you don't want to come back but the board members are getting restless, they want you back here sir." Mark informs his boss the minute he said hello. He is actually getting tired of getting to explain to the board members on why his boss can't come back, he has run out of excuses and now he can only hope his boss would say yes and come back.
"Book me a flight, I'm coming back to New York." Xander said into the phone, and then hung up immediately. He knows if he didn't hung up, he might change his mind about it all. He has been avoiding going back to New York, but with the shareholders getting really distressed about his absence, he has to go back there.