Chapter 122: Epilogue -- Part three
Six Months Later
Sophia''s POV:
"Oh, my God!"
I closed my eyes, grabbing the railings of the stairs as I felt the pain growing from my lower abdomen
followed by an unexined type of pain from my lower back.
"Oh, God...!"
Tears are now forming around my eyes. I wanted to scream but the pain was consuming my strength
which prevents me from opening my mouth.
I couldn''t find anyone in the living room. Daniel was in his study room, as I told him earlier that I was
fine and that I''ll just call him when I need something. He hasn''t been going to the office since he knew
I''m pregnant, instead, he asked Andrew and Denise to bring him all the documents that need his
signature and approval. He also became overprotective even over little things... well, it''s not that I
I tried to get my phone out of my pocket as I slowly taking the steps down the stairs. But I was just in
the middle of dialing my husband''s number when suddenly our eyes meet. He''s frowning at the end of
the stairs but noticing that I was in pain, quickly ran to my side.
"Sweetheart, are you okay?" His voiceced with worry as he held my hand.
I wanted to answer his question but I think the pain doesn''t want me to speak as I felt it stronger every
passing minute.
"Hey, you''re in pain! What the hell! Are you okay?"
"Oh, God! You''re seeing me in pain and then you''re asking me if I''m okay?"
"Ohh---"
"We have to go to the hospital right now."
"Huh? Why? Are you---"
"I think your child wants toe out."
"What?" He asked me in shock, his eyes widened.
"I said your baby wants to get out of my tummy! We have to go to the hospital right now!" I screamed
loudly as he remained standing and motionless.
"Oh, shit, shit, shit! Let''s go!" I guess panic arises in him as he gets startled. His eyes doubled in size
and were about to lift me but I remembered something important that I had left in our room.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"You have to get the bag."
"Which bag?"
"The one that has all our baby''s stuff, diaper and everything! It''s in the drawer---ahhgg!" But I was
interrupted by another series of pains that surged down my body.
"Aghh---Goddamnit! Forget that fucking bag! I''m taking you to the hospital right now!" And without any
second, he bent over and lifted me by his arms.
I gasped in surprise but eventually hold on to his neck as he quickly walked down the stairs.
"Sweetheart, we have to bring the bag to the hospital. All my records were there, including our baby''s
stuff."
"Don''t worry about it, sweetheart. I''ll ask Nanay Emily to bring it to the hospital!"
I closed my eyes and remained quiet as I felt the pain again, while in my mind there''s a fuss swirling
about how much DEL of pain a human body could endure,pare to the pain felt by a woman who
gives birth.
''A human body can only endure up to 45 ''DEL'' (Unit) of pain, while a woman giving birth feels up to 57
DEL of pain which is equal to 20 bones getting fractured.''
But....there have been medical personnel who im that it''s not true - incorrect - wrong - false -
erroneous.
They say there is no unit for pain and it''s impossible to quantify it even with the technology we have
today. Pain can''t be measured as each individual''s tolerance varies ording to their level of
experience and each person''s experience is unique.
Yes, a human body is capable of extraordinary feats and many people can withstand extraordinary
amounts of pain but there are also people who can''t withstand pain.
But no matter what they say, there is no amount of pain that can win against the mother''s love and care
for her children.
"Agh! Fucking shit!"
"Why? What happened?" I asked him confused after he ced me on the passenger seat.
"I forgot the fucking key!"
I inhaled deeply. If we were just in a different situation, I swear I would haveughed at him. But thank
God as before he could even step back into the house, Ben and two of his men came driving in my
car.
They immediately helped us get into the car. We were in the back seat and I witnessed how worried my
husband was while holding my hand. He also kissed my head continuously every time I squeezed his
arm. He never onceined as he knows I am in pain.
"Ohh.. little kid, have mercy on your mommy, please." He muttered repeatedly until we reached the
emergency room and took me directly to the delivery room.
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30 yearster...
Sophia''s POV:
"Hey! Mr. Kelley, will you stop doing that!" I whispered-yelled....half annoyed---half excited when I found
my husband staring at me while I was in front of my makeup stand and I was applying cream on my
face.
He''s lying in bed, his head leaning against the headboard and has a book on his hands, which was
previously on hisp. Maybe he thought I wasn''t aware of what he was doing but little did he know I
could see it out from the corner of my eyes.
"Huh? Stop doing what? I''m not doing anything, sweetheart. I wasn''t even moving." He tried to pretend
innocent, but he couldn''t hide the smile that formed on his lips, no matter how he tried.
"Yeah, you''re not doing anything but your eyes were moving! I can''t concentrate on applying my
cream!" I turned to him with a frown.
Putting down the book, heughed at me that echoed in the four corners of our room.
"How did you know I''m staring at you if you''re too busy putting something on your face?"
I held my chin up and faced him with a raised eyebrow.
"Ohh...sweetheart, it''s been thirty years and I''ve already memorized the sound of your snore and the
smell of your fart, not to mention how many times you pee every night, so don''t ask me how did I know
you''re staring at me. I have two eyes and I could see you from its corner!
Theugh he gave me by this time was louder than he had expressed earlier, but I continued to put on
my cream and pretended not to be affected by hisugh. A few secondster, I noticed him standing
and went to where I sit.
Our eyes met through the mirror and it was when I realized how many years have passed by and I still
have the same feeling I have for him 30 years ago. The man who stood by me in those 30 years... who
became my happy pill, my strength and my inspiration.
The one who made a promise to love me and me alone until hisst breath. And thank God to the
heaven above as He guided him and let him fulfilled that promise.
"Look who''s staring, Mrs. Kelley." He said having a mischievous grin on his lips.
I gulped.
"I just realized how handsome you are today, sweetheart." I winked at him and heughed again.
"Really?" He put his hands on my shoulders.
"Yup."
"Only today?" I nodded. "Whoa! I can''t believe you! We''ve been married more than 30 years but you
just have found how handsome I am today?"
I giggled when he started massaging the de of my shoulders. It sends shivers down my core which
slowly drowns my body into the pool of lusts. I bit my lower lip to suppress the moan that wanted to
escape my throat.
"What are you doing?" I asked in confusion as he bent over andid his chin on my head. His hands
continued moving down to my arms.
"Tell me, sweetheart, when do you find me the most handsome? Is it every morning when I wake up,
while we were having lunch or dinner? Uhmm... do you also find me sexy in bed?"
I gulped looking him straight in the eye. What the heck! Where the hell are those questions going?
"May I know why you ask them suddenly, Mister? Don''t tell me you''re insecure with your body right
now?"
"Of course, not! I just want to know if what I was thinking was right..." I raised an eyebrow. "...that in
these 30 years of being your husband, I can feel how you melt with my touch. And take note, I''ve
always caught you drooling over this body."
"Oh, goodness!" I couldn''t help rolling my eyes. I already imagined him saying those things...again!
Well, he always does and let me tell you, that''s his favorite dialogue. I bit my lip to stifle myugh. If
there''s one thing that hasn''t changed in him, it''s his being so arrogant that he turned out to be a
narcissist over time.
"Come on, Sophia Kelley, don''t deny it. I know how you always wanted to touch me and if I didn''t know,
you just always restrained yourself because you''re afraid that the kids might be caught you."
"Hahaha! Get your hands off me, Daniel Kelley!" I removed his hands that''s now massaging my
breasts. "Don''t you dare change the truth!"
"I''m not, sweetheart. I was just stating the truth." He said with a wink.
"Hey, you''re just describing yourself and not me!"
I stood up to face him...but as always happened, my height levelled only on his chin, so I still had to
look up or tiptoed so that our eyes could be on the same level.
"It was you who couldn''t keep his hands in his pockets and couldn''t wait for your children to sleep!
You''re such a pervert that you have always taken advantage of me every time we were in a public
ce and even inside the car when your children weren''t paying attention! So now tell me, from the two
of us, who can''t keep his penis on his pants?"
"Whoa!" instead of answering my question, he pulled me by my waist. It''s toote for me to realize what
would happen next as my back has already hit the softness of the bed. He held my hands on the side,
his knees were ced in between my legs while he positioned himself on top of me, giving me half of
his weights.
"Tsk.tsk.tsk. Nothing has changed, sweetheart." He said his eyes moving from my eyes, down to my
nose and to my lips.
"What do you mean nothing has changed?" I still asked even though inside of me, I already knew the
answer. Nothing has changed in the way we feel towards each other. We still have those sparks that
quickly ignites every time we were together even after 30 long years of being married.
"Nah. Don''t mind it. I just want you to know that I love you. I loved you more than anything else and will
continue to love you and our children until we grow old."
"Tsk.tsk." I sighed, cupping his cheeks the moment he let go of my wrists. "You know what, even
though I feel confused as to why you got so dramatic this morning, I''m happy."
"You do?"
"Hmm." I nodded smiling. "I love you too, sweetheart, and I think even eternity is not enough to
shing me his melting smile, I waited for the next move he will make. And just like the old times, I
don''t have to ask the questions ''what'' and ''why'' as my heart already knew what was ying in his
head.
Let me tell you one thing--- I don''t want to close my eyes while waiting for his lips to touch mine. I want
to see him close his eyes and feel the emotions that we both have at the same time.
But before his lips could even reach mine...
...the door to our room swung open...
"Holy Christ! Mom, Dad!"
We both gasped in shock and turned to the door only to see our youngest daughter, Sabrina covering
her eyes with her hands.
"Argh! Don''t you know how to knock?" Daniel scolded her yfully.
"Of course, I know how to knock, Dad! In fact, I keep knocking outside but you''re not answering, so I
decided to push the door! Haist!" She stomped her foot. "Isn''t it too early for your making out session?
Gosh! When are you going to stop being clingy towards each other?"
Daniel and I shared a look andughed together seeing her reaction. I patted his biceps and he gave a
quick kiss on the forehead before getting off on top of me.
"You can take off your hands now." I stand up ring at Daniel who looks disappointed on the side. "I''m
sorry, baby, I promise you won''t see it again."
"Argh! You always say that, Mom." She said scrunching her face.
I tried not tough when my husband let out a frustrated sigh. Sabrina or Sab for short is our youngest
and only daughter of our three children. Our eldest son Neil is already married and has his own family,
while our second son Luke seemed to have his father''s attitude.
Well, I''m not saying he''s as rude and arrogant as his father, but unlike Neil and Sab whose very
outgoing, Luke is aplete opposite of his siblings. He likes reading books and ying his guitar
rather than hanging out with his friends and meet some girls at the club or at different parties when he
was studying.
He''s now the current CEO of KI corporation as Neil pursued his medical degree and now a sessful
heart surgeon in LA. He only had one girlfriend in college and when they broke up, he didn''t pursue any
girl. But don''t get me wrong... he loves his siblings so much that sometimes act as the eldest among
the three.
While our youngest and the cutest Sab graduated fashion designing in New York and met the man who
captured her heart and will take her to the altar in the next three days. We''re now preparing for her
grand wedding and yesterday almost took our energies, so we ended up exhausted and woke upte
this morning.
"Come here, I''ll help you fix your hair." I pushed her dad to the bed and motioned her to sit in front of
my makeup stand. She told mest night that Kian, her fiance will pick her up today.
"Mom..."
But the look she gave me makes me and Danielugh. I know that look. It''s her silent plea saying....''
mom, I''m old enough to fix my hair. I''m no longer a baby''... in which we always end up into light
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arguments.
"I know you''re no longer a baby, but can you me your Mom? It''s your wedding in the next three days
and of course, you''ll be living with Kian, so let me do this as I will miss doing it when you''re already
separated with us." I said giving her a sad smile as I opened my arms, gesturing her toe to me.
"Ahh... Mom..." She let out a light chuckle but took a step forward to hug me. "Mom, we''ll be just in New
York and---" but I interrupted her because of shock.
"Oh, my God! You mentioned the word ''just'' as if going to New York from Los Angeles takes about 10
to 15 minutes of drive!"
"Mom, your husband is rich." She winked at her father in which he returned with augh. "He owns
three private jets that can send and pick you up in New York whenever you want, right dad?"
"Of course!" And the boss agreed that caused me to roll my eyes.
''When the father and daughtere together.''
"I can buy you a house in New York, sweetheart if you want. You just have to say a word."
"See? Dad can do everything for you, Mom. Don''t you remember? He''s one of the top billionaires in
LA!"
"And don''t forget that I''m also the most handsome, baby!" Daniel winked at me.
"I totally agree with you, Dad!"
"Uhuh! You really are my daughter!"
And they shared a high-five.
''Whew! I told you, nothing has changed, it multiplied instead.''
"Okay, that''s enough! I think I don''t want to know where this conversation is heading." I said ring at
them yfully. "Take care, Sab, and please tell Kian to take you home before dinner because your Aunt
Rian and Uncle Alex will join us for dinner tonight."
"Really? Will my cousins alsoe?"
"Uhm... I''m not sure about that. I''ll ask your Auntter."
"Okay, bye Mom, bye dad. I have to go." She kissed my cheek and his dad before walking to the door.
"Please be careful, Sabrina." Daniel and I uttered in unison.
"I will." She waved at us before disappearing from our sight.
Daniel stood up to close the door and when he turned, he had the very familiar grin between his lips.
"Finally!" He screamed and was about to take a step when we heard a loud knock outside. I covered
my mouth to stifle myughter when he throws a punch in the air.
He opened the door only to see her daughter...again.
"What?" He asked Sab, a bit frustrations tied in his voice.
"I forgot my phone." She shrugged.
He opened the door widely and let her daughter enter. And before she steps out...
"Daddy, please?"
"Please what?"
"I know Mom couldn''t get pregnant anymore, but just in case, I''ll remind you again... I don''t want to
have a little brother or sister again."
"And why not?"
"Oh, gosh! You''re too old, Dad, to take care of them, duh!"
"What the---"
"Bye! I love you, guys!"
We had a different expression when we left alone. Daniel has a deep frown while I have almost died of
We''re always like this. We were blessed with three smart and independent children... Neil, Luke and
Sabrina. But am the three, Sab turned out to be the new version of me. Yes, she''s the female version of
her father when ites to facial features, but most of her personalities have taken from me...tough
and stubborn and don''t forget the humour.