Claiming her babies

Monica’s POV

IN THE MORNINGText © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Nicholas stop for a minute and eat your breakfast,” I said worriedly to Nicholas who was engrossed in his laptop. Since he came down for breakfast, he has been typing on his laptop and his food was gradually getting cold.

I sat by his side as I fed Mason and Macy who were on their baby pusher. Macy sucked on her baby feeding bottle with a happy expression on her face but Mason seemed not to like the food.

He kept turning his face sideways whenever I brought the feeding bottle close to his lips and I figured he wanted breast milk but I was tired of feeding them breast milk.

My breast wasn’t standing like it usually do and Mason was fond of biting hard on my nipple. Mason stared at my chest with tears gathering in his eyes as he stretched his hand for me to carry him but I didn’t want to give him breast milk. My boobs were already hurting.

“What does Mason want? Doesn’t he like the food? Should we get another brand?” Nicholas asked, worry etched on his face as his gaze lingered on Mason who had already started crying.

“he wants breast milk” I responded and smiled when Nicholas wore a frown. Nicholas has been ranting about the fact that Mason has been sucking my boobs more than him and I couldn’t help but laugh hard whenever he complained.

“Force the food down his throat” Nicholas ordered and I raised an eyebrow as I stared at him in amusement.

“You want me to choke him? You want to kill your only son?” I asked, trying to hold back from laughing.

“Well he seems to want to start dragging his mother with his father and I have to teach him that I’m the man in this house,” Nicholas said.

“Not funny honey. Maybe try saying something else” I uttered, fixing my gaze back on Macy who sucked hard on her feeding bottle and instantly began to cry when the food had furnished.

“I wonder how Aunt Ella copes with these kids. They are so stressful. I feel like taking another vacation” I said frustratedly as I quickly prepared another warm milk for Macy.

“Should we take a vacation?” Nicholas asked, winking at me and I couldn’t help but blush

“No” I uttered bluntly

“I promise, it’s going to be a short one,” he said almost immediately.

“Your food is going to get cold honey. Don’t let Aunt Patricia see that you haven’t touched your food. She won’t be happy” I said, my gaze on the plate which he pushed beside his laptop.

“Good morning” I heard a familiar voice echoing in the room and I turned sideways to see Mia walking majestically into our dining.

“What are you doing here? Who the hell let you in my house?” I asked coldly as I frowned deeply.

“Hey, chill sis. I came to see my step kids” her reply made my blood boil as I glared at her.

“They aren’t your stepkids,” I said, glaring at Ethan who was walking towards us.

“I’m sorry Monica but she insisted on coming. I wanted to call but my phone battery died. I’m really sorry about this and if you don’t want her here, I could call my driver to come pick her up so she can go_”

“Excuse me. I’m not going anywhere. I’m here to see my kids” Mia said, cutting Ethan short on his words.

“Will you just shut up? I’m trying to settle things” Ethan barked at Mia and I could tell that they weren’t on good terms.

“They aren’t your kids” I corrected Mia who had a fierce gaze.

“I’m sorry about mia attitude Monica but please we came to spend a little time with the kids” Ethan’s soft voice made my anger towards Mia decipate a little.

I looked over at Nicholas who wore a deep frown on his face, his gaze on Ethan. I looked back at Ethan and I didn’t like the affectionate and soft gaze he gave me.

I turned around, picked up Mason’s feeding bottle, and placed it on Mia’s chest “You want to spend time with the kids? Here, feed Mason” I said and she quickly held the feeding bottle on her chest and smiled at Mason who poured his lips with tears in his eyes.

She squatted to his level with an adorable smile on her face and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. I sat back in my seat and watched intently as she tried placing the feeding bottle on Mason’s lips but he turned his head away.

She smiled as she began singing a popular lullaby my mom always sang for me whenever I found it hard to sleep.

The lullaby brought memories of my mom and I couldn’t help but miss my mother. Mia sang softly and I noticed Mason gradually stop crying as he pouted his lips and stared at Mia with his adorable cute teary eyes.

I was astonished that a lullaby could make him stop crying and felt a pang of jealousy wash over me. I felt jealous about the fact that Mia was able to make Mason stop crying but I couldn’t.

“What’s so special about her?” I muttered under my breath as I saw Mason beginning to giggle. Mia took this cue and placed the feeding bottle close to Mason’s lips and my heart crashed in sadness seeing my son gladly open his mouth for my backstabber sister to feed him.

“You’re very good Mia. Well done” I glared at Ethan who had a smile on his face but that smile disappeared when he realized I was glaring at him.

Ethan’s gaze shifted from me to Macy who watched her brother gladly eat from Mia. Ethan reached forward as he tried to carry Macy in his arms. He lifted her up and she instantly let out a loud scream as she began to cry.

Ethan pat her on her back, trying to stop her from crying but the volume of her voice only increased. Nicholas instantly rose to his feet and walked towards Ethan who still couldn’t stop Macy from crying

Nicholas just stood by Ethan’s side without making any move and the instant Macy saw him, she leaned in Nicholas reached to her and took her off Ethan’s hand and she instantly went mute.

“This is a clear sign that she likes me more than you” Nicholas uttered with a smirk on his face and I couldn’t help but nod my head from side to side at Nicholas’s childish attitude.

“Was that necessary?” I asked Nicholas as he walked past me and went back to his seat with Macy wrapping her tiny little hands around his neck.

“It’s the truth,” he said, defending himself. ” This only proves that I’m the only father she recognizes”

“Then maybe if you give me more time with her, she would recognize who her real father is,” Ethan said, gritting his teeth, not pleased by what Nicholas said.