Mommy’s Hiding Her Quintuplets From Her Charismatic CEO Baby Daddy

Brigitta was in her room shivering in the heart and hands. The frontpage of the newspaper she was holding contained brutal pictures of how Mr. Ubba and two warlords from the North visited the the mighty villa of the Wigglesworth’s clan and brutalized the seventh Lord of the Wigglesworth’s family. The Wigglesworth’s family were heavily protected by five emperors of five different countries yet Mr. Ubba breached the heavy security and killed one of the seven Lords of the Wigglesworth’s family.

The media gave different assumptions as to why Mr. Ubba would go to the Wigglesworth’s family and kill the seventh Lord. Mr. Ubba, the two warlords from the North and their soldiers also made repeated attempts to breach the security system of the other six Lords of the Wigglesworth’s clan but they were unsuccessful. As at this moment, it was said that Wigglesworth’s family had increased their level of security and had written to the five emperors protecting them to immediately find Ubba and arrest him. The Wigglesworth’s family had no idea why Ubba wanted their clan to be destroyed.

The news was the number one trending news on Twitter. Brigitta’s fear for Mr. Ubba increased greatly and she wished not to ever meet him again. Infact, she had planned that if this Mr. Ubba finds Nikolai’s new location and demands to see them, she would take her kids, her sick grandmother and run away to another city.

The only person she didn’t want to meet in this world again was this Mr. Ubba.

Today was a Saturday and there was no going to work today, she planned on checking on Nikolai and her kids in the new location they moved to later in the evening. Checking her wristwatch, she knew it was time to feed Mr. Ragnar his drug. She went to the kitchen quickly and prepared portions of his drug.

She then took it to his room. But to her surprise, she didn’t see anyone laying on the bed. Did he fell off the bed? She checked both sides of the bed to be sure he didn’t fall off.

All of a sudden, their was a crack in the door that leads to the bathroom. Her heart skipped in fear. Is anyone inside the bathroom? When everything quieted down again, she wondered, or could it be that he was taken away from here after the disaster that befell the Wigglesworth’s clan yesterday?

The door of the bathroom suddenly opened again and her heart almost flew off her mouth, she adjusted back in fear as she had her eyes glued on the bathroom. “Is anyone in there?” Her voice was loud. Who could be in Ragnar’s bathroom? Was it the butler?

However, she didn’t get any response. All of a sudden, she saw this tall and huge figure appear. Seeing that he was Ragnar, standing tall and looking healthy, she screamed and ran to the door but surprisingly, the door seems to be locked from outside.

She screamed to the top of her lungs, “Mr. Ivan? Mr. Ivan! Help me… Help me!” She kept hitting the door hard hoping for help to come.

However, no help came through. She was extremely scared that she didn’t dare to look at his face again. But Ragnar Marshall remained standing gallantly, he was dressed in a deep black suit that assentuated his huge body.

When Brigitta saw that no help was coming through, she set her gaze again on him and saw this handsome beast standing straight. Brigitta didn’t know if she was staring at her paralyzed husband or if this was Mr. Ubba as they had the same look. Having a resemblance closer to that of Mr. Ubba alone already sends shiver down her spine. Mr. Ubba was her nightmare. He’s someome she had prayed not to ever meet again. At least, not in this lifetime.

“Sit!” His voice was domineering. His look was heavy. It looked like that of a devil that had just being released from hell. Although there was a air conditioner in the room, the room became suddenly hot. It was as if she was suddenly in hell.

She immediately sat and didn’t know what to do or what he’ll do with her.

He then took a large stride forward and sat on a royal chair, “your name?”

“Brigitta, sir. Brigitta… Langbrók.” She stuttered in fear. Holding her two nervous and fretful hands together and hoping not to pass out.

“Brigitta Langbrók.” He said simply, “how many kids do you have?”

Brigitta raised her brow in shock. He already knew she has kids? He must have known something about her and lying now would definitely not be an option. She had been locked here with the devil, she must now act with care.

“Five kids, sir. They are my quintuplets. I didn’t intend to hide it from the Wigglesworth’s family,” she said.

There was an intense and frightening moment of silence, then he spoke, “I am your husband.” He added. “I am Mr. Ubba.”

Her heart flew away and she felt her spirit leaving her body. Took a while before she realized she was still alive. It was as if she passed out for a few seconds. So he wasn’t paralyzed all along, huh? Her husband was Mr. Ubba, the devil? The CEO of the biggest and largest company in the continent. The same man who ordered for her and one other woman to be thrown inside the furnace.

Her fear reached the sky and she prayed for the ground to open and swallow her.

She lowered her head and said, “I’m ready to accept the divorce papers, sir. I’ll dissapear and never return.”

Why would she get married to someone like this? Is it not better for her not to keep looking for the surgery fee of her grandmother rather than getting married to a monster who literally kills people like ants and never gets challenged by any man living or dead. That was the best way she could ask for a divorce paper.

“You sent your kids to my office in a bit to get my attention.”

“Sir… I did not…”

“Say a word again and you’ll die!” His voice remained the same but this very statement sent chills down her spine. She remained mute.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You also got my mail through whatever means and sent me a mail, pretending as if it were your kids who sent it!”

She dared not to utter a word to defend herself.

“I also found out you are that woman that came to challenge my men when they were throwing three women from the third floor. You should have burnt in the furnace, I wonder why Beocca let you go.”

Beocca? That was the name of her uncle. Was that man that saved her from the furnace her uncle? The last time she met her uncle was when she was very little hence, she couldn’t really recognize him.

“And you were so desperate for my attention that you disguised as your sister and married me.” He stated. “Why? Be careful as you answer cause your answer will determine if you will ever see your kids again.”

With a palpitating heart and a shivering body, she managed to look up and said, almost crying, “Mr. Ubba, I swear, all these occurrences are just coincidence. I never intentionally tried to get your attention.”

“I asked why?”

“Sir…”

“Come between my knees and kneel. Unzip, bring out my dick and suck! Since it’s my attention you want, you will have it in abundance.”