Chapter Twenty%
Amara’s Pov
I was attending a fundraiser for homeless people to give back to society when my water broke.
Jake immediately ran to my rescue and rushed me to the hospital where we had scheduled my perfect delivery.
The pain kept increasing as labor came but it didn’t hold a candle to the excitement I had to meet my bundles of joy.
Yes, bundles of joy. I’m having twins; my mother–in–law held my hand the whole time as I had more severe contractions, having opted for a natural birth.”
I could hear the hospital staff outside my room try to calm Jake down as he paced through the hallways, screaming they let him in to help.
When they finally let him in, my babies had been pushed out successfully. His eyes were red, and he looked emotionally exhausted.% Even before he checked on the babies he held my hand tenderly. “I’m going to get a vasectomy. I don’t want you to ever have to go through such pain, you’re too fragile for this.”>
I couldn’t be more grateful.”
My twin daughters were named Natalie and Natasha, and I love them with all my heart.
They had the best of both our features, like soft long hair and beautiful blue eyes.
But after their birth, I didn’t recover as quickly as I expected, and Jake even had to work from him and hire several nurses to look after me. My in–laws, seeing the situation, stepped in.”
“I think you should leave the girls with us for as long as you need to and take a long vacation. Your body has been through a lot and you need to heal properly to be there for your kids.“}
My mother–in–law pleaded, but I was hesitant to even spend a minute away from my babies.”
Especially after the trauma of losing my first baby.
After much convincing from my in–laws and Jake, I finally agreed, knowing they were in safe hands with their grandparents.
Jake and I toured the world. He took such good care of me, and we constantly maintained the best relationships with the girls with constant video calls and gifts.
When i was strong enough on their second birthday we decided to surprise them at their party. To everyone’s surprise, they ran to us without hesitation.
“Mama.“>
“Dada.” They kept saying over and over again. It was a very happy and teary reunion and I had my wonderful in–laws to thank.
“Come on, we’re their grandparents; you don’t have to thank us for taking care of our own grandkids.” My father in law said with a pat on my and Jake’s back as we thanked them.}
Life from here on was nothing short of a fairytale; never did I think I’d be so happy and grateful.2
I had a handsome billionaire husband who was crazy about me, in–laws who adored the very ground I walk on, and two beautiful, healthy daughters.
My company had tripled its profit, and I was now named one of the most successful women in the world. Chrissy still tried to pretentiously reconnect but I cut her off completely.
My family and I lived happily ever after together.
