Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return

Chapter 29: Melted Ice

While preparing breakfast the following day, Samantha was in a daze.

Her mind just could not get over the mere peck she shared with one, Ethan Wright. The same man who happened to be the father of her kids.

Her beautiful face was glancing at the kitchen wall, utterly in deep thought.

After Ethan brought them back to the condominium that Saturday night, he explained that he wanted them to be convincing. Hence, the sudden and unplanned kiss.

"Mommy! I don't eat burned eggs!" Scolded Kyle, seeing how his sunny side up was getting overcooked.

"Oh! Oh, my goodness!" Exclaimed Samantha as she took out both eggs in the pan and throwing them directly into the garbage.

Samantha wound up cooking another set of eggs for her children.

"Thinking of... Someone?" Diana leaned over to tease, raising her.

It made Samantha glare at her aunt and said, "No! No, not at all." After breaking two more eggs on the pan, she said, "I am just... so overwhelmed at how everything turned out to be."

"Aha," said Diana. She turned to the children who were equally elated and said, "I'm so happy for the children."

Samantha nodded and fluttered her eyes as she said, "Me too, aunt... Me too."

After having a joyous breakfast together, Samantha received a call from Edgar, Ethan's driver.

She was surprised to learn that he was instructed to bring the kids to school and back or take them anywhere the kids needed to go around the city. On the phone, Samantha said to Edgar, "That's really not necessary, Edgar - "

"Miss Davis, Mr. Wright had informed me of the relationship he has with your children. I must disagree with you. Little by little people will know that they are Mr. Wright's children and they will be subject to unwanted pryings and media harassments... You'll need to accept the terms of having Mr. Wright as their father," Edgar explained.

"This is for the children, Miss Davis. Besides, I'll lose my job if I do not ensure that you and your kids are not brought back home safely," added the driver.

Yet again, Samantha was stunned. Now, they had a personal driver! She utterly thought it was crazy that she wound up shaking her head.

She sighed heavily and said, "Okay, Edgar. Thank you."

Throughout that day, Samantha received more shocking surprises.

After lunch, deliveries were made, coming from a membership shopping store, bringing several fruits, vegetables, pastries, and other groceries, covering food, toiletries, and bathroom utilities, all of which were premium brands.

"Wow," exclaimed Diana. She leaned over to Samantha and declared, "I think... we are set for two weeks?"

"I can't believe this," Samantha muttered.

"Believe it... That's what happens when you sleep with a rich man," teased Diana while keeping her voice down. She elbowed Samantha and said, "Good for you!"

"Seriously, aunt. That's not funny," Samantha responded.

When all deliveries have been settled inside the kitchen, the shopping agent turned to Samantha and said, "Miss Davis, my name is Carl, by the way, I am your personal shopping agent."

He took out his card and handed it to her before saying, "Anything you need at all, just let me know and I can bring it to you. Of course, Mr. Wright wishes to assure you that all expenses will all be paid by him."

She reluctantly took the card and said, "Thanks, but this is just too much already."

The shopping agent knew nothing of Samantha's relationship with Ethan. He was used to the life of the rich and famous and knew when to keep his mouth shut. He just smiled and announced, "Mr. Wright had already set the grocery deliveries to every week. So unless you instruct me of what to buy, I'll just choose whatever I think you need!"

He smiled and added, "So you see, it may be best for you to tell me what you'll need."

"Ah." That was all Samantha could say, realizing she did not seem to have a choice. "Then... I'll call you and let you know."

Carl smiled and said before leaving, "Have a wonderful day, Miss Davis, and see you again... next week."

"Look, Kyle! Muffins!" Exclaimed Kenzie while grabbing the set of pastries and bringing it to the dining table. "Let's eat!"

"I want the orange muffin," told Kyle. He placed his tablet on the surface of the table and asked, "Are all these from Dad?"

"Yeah, they are from your, Dad." Samantha could feel the relief in her heart, knowing that she was not lying this time around. Ethan was their father.

She sat next to Kyle and also grabbed a muffin and just before she ate it, she instructed her son, "Tell your Daddy, Mommy says thanks and you guys also thank him for all his gifts today, plus... your very own private car."

"An expensive one at that," she muttered softly.

"Okay, Mom," said Kyle. She bit on the muffin and chewed it down before opening his tablet.

He opened his WhatsApp and sent a message to Ethan. He said, "Daddy, thanks for the food and for uncle Edgar taking us to school and back home! You are the best, Daddy!"

Ethan replied after a minute. He said, "You are welcome, Kyle. I am very busy today, but I'll drop by to see you just for a minute, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," Kyle responded.

"By the way, Daddy, Mommy also says thank you," Kyle reported.

It took another two minutes for Ethan to reply. He said, "Tell your Mommy Sam. If she wants to thank me... she needs to tell me herself... Over the phone... Her own phone."

While Kyle was eating the rest of his muffin, he did not think much of it and answered, "Okay, Daddy."

It was already after he ate an entire treat did Kyle tell Samantha, "Mommy, Daddy said you have to thank him with your own phone."

"What?" Samantha asked with a frown.

"Here," said Kyle, showing her what Ethan suggested.

Samantha did not know why, but she found herself blushing while reading the message.

Getting up from her seat, Samantha went to the bedroom and grabbed her phone. She looked at her contacts and saw Ethan's name. It was the other night that she had it saved on her mobile.

She took a deep breath before dialing his number.

***

From inside the biggest conference room of the Wright Diamond Corporation, Ethan was in the middle of a meeting.

He never liked it when his meeting is interrupted, nor does he allow any of his executives to use their phones during their gathering, but that day, he was breaking his own rules.

After answering Kyle's message, he smirked inwardly before turning back his attention to his executives. He took a deep breath and resumed, "As I was saying, we need to prepare for the contract with the Songs and I will assign this project to Mr. Shim, since he is more familiar with the Asian culture and would most likely be able to relate to the Songs."

"Mr. Shim, I want you to be on top of contacting the office of Mr. and Mrs. Song, asking for the details they want to include in the contract so the agreement can be signed within a week's time!" Ethan added.

"Yes, sir," assured Mr. Shim.

Turning to another executive, Ethan instructed, "Mr. Denver, you'll need to temporarily take over Mr. Shim's projects."

"Got that, Mr. Wright," answered, Mr. Denver.

"John, I need you to be on top of my timeline. We need to start construction by March, in as much as possible!" Ethan said to his assistant. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yes, boss. And Mr. Wright, what about - " John Garcia's thoughts were halted with Ethan raising his finger. They all heard how Ethan's phone was vibrating against the table.

They all turned silent as Ethan said, "I need to take this. This is... very important."

Everyone watched, curious as to what was the important call all about. They all heard Ethan clear his throat and answer the call, "Sam, what can I do for you?"

John's eyes widened. So apparently, the important call was from the chef!

"You are welcome," Ethan said on the phone while caressing his chin. "Don't think about it that way, Sam. Anything for you and the kids."

The executives looked at each other, wondering who their boss was talking to so calmly and seemingly amused.

They all saw how Ethan stood up and turned to the window as he said, "No, I mean it... it's for you and the kids. Anyway, I'll see you tonight. I promised Kyle I'll see him... Goodbye."

When John saw a slight curve on his boss's lips, he sighed in excitement and thought, 'Oh my God! The ice has finally melted!'