Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott by J Belladonna

Chapter 145
Epilogue
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“Mira, come here,” I shouted, chasing her as she kept running with her little legs faster than me.
“No, Mommy. You will scold me,” she sulked, not stopping anyway.
Goddess. She had blessed me with two little devils who were so smart for their age and were born with the attitude of their father.
Mira hadn’t finished her breakfast yet and she wanted to eat only junk food all the time. I was running after her with the bowl of fruits and the glass of the chocolate milkshake but she was running away.
“Your father has spoiled you so much that now, you’re not listening to Mommy,” I paused to catch a breath,
giving up on chasing he
“No only Daddy, she is the favorite of Uncle Caleb and Uncle Jericho, too,” Oscar complained in his cute voice and puffed his cheeks.
“You both are equally spoiled. Your aunt Serena, Ivy, and Mia have left no chance in spoiling you, my boy,” I said sweetly.
I rubbed my temples, feeling fatigued again. I was having a headache today since the morning, maybe because I hadn’t eaten anything yet but then, I wasn’t feeling like eating anything. My stomach was infected probably so whatever I ate, I had to throw up later so I opted for eating only chocolates but it didn’t fill my tummy.
“I caught you,” Prescott entered the hall and grabbed Mira before throwing her in the air and catching her in his arms. They both started giggling while I put my hands on my hips and glared at them furiously.
“What did she do this time?” My mate asked sheepishly, making a puppy face as if it would relent me.
“First of all, fix your face. That trick doesn’t work anymore,” I told him coldly. “She hasn’t finished her breakfast yet and it’s already afternoon, lunchtime.”
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“Mommy doesn’t make yummy food like you so I don’t like it,” she grimaced, shrugging casually.
gasped. That little devil had the nerve to insult my cooking skills. “Oh? First, my doll, they are fruits so they don’t need to be cooked. I cut them for you and served you in the bowl, that’s it. And secondly, you love it when Mommy makes hamburgers for you, don’t you?”
She nodded her head in approval. “I love them.”
“And yet you’re saying that I don’t make yummy food like Daddy, huh?” I narrowed my eyes at her.
“Did I say that?” She asked, looking at her Daddy who shook his head as no. “You must have misheard me, Mommy. I love your cooking, I will eat those fruits for you.”
Prescott put her down and she came to me, taking the bowl from my hands. She was too smart for her age. manipulative skills were top-notch. She could play from the devil to the innocent within a blink of an eye.
I rubbed my forehead. “You give Mommy a headache by causing trouble, doll.”
“Let me give you a head massage,” Prescott said, making me sit on the sofa.

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“You’re the root cause of it. Hadn’t you spoiled her to this level, I wouldn’t be having a hard time dealing with her,” I frowned, shooting a death glare at him.
“How can you accuse me of spoiling her when she is the most innocent girl I have ever seen,” he said, looking adoringly at Mira who gave him a flying kiss.
I scoffed. “She is anything but innocent. Maybe you should get your eyes checked.”
“Daddy, Mommy, I will call grandfather if you continue fighting.” Oscar threatened us, grimacing at us.
“Are you threatening me?” Prescott asked him, pointing his finger at his chest.
“Yes, Dad. You guys are so annoying when you fight. Once you start fighting, you end it with going all gross and kissing. Eww, I can’t withstand the sight of it,” Oscar fake gagged, making both of our jaw drop to the floor as we stared at him in disbelief.
“Is he really three years old?” My mate asked me, making me nod my head at him.
“They are just so smart and act like they know everything. Well, if I were to be honest, they knew things better
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than the kids of their age. They really had gotten strong genes,” I said, looking at Oscar who was silently creating something with the papers.
A wave of nausea hit me and I immediately rushed to the washroom. I hadn’t eaten anything but chocolate and
now, even that was troubling my stomach. I was throwing up when Prescott came and held my hair, rubbing my back gently to soothe me.
“Are you feeling better now?” He asked with a worried expression marred on his face.
I nodded my head and he helped me wash my face. “I’m feeling giddy because of fatigue.”
“Let’s go to the hospital,” he held my hand and forced me to walk out of the washroom. I stopped him and batted my eyelashes at him.
“I will be fine after taking a rest. I don’t want to go to the hospital,” I pleaded through my eyes.
“You blame me for spoiling my Princess when she gets all the manipulative tactics from her Mommy,” he chuckled, letting go of my hand.
I pouted and walked over to the bed. “That’s so wrong. Both of our kids look like you. Their hair, eyes, faces, and especially, their attitude… They have received it all from their Daddy.”
He groaned, eyeing me with his lustful gaze. “You know how much it gets to me when you say Daddy.”
“Stop being so h orny. I wasn’t calling you Daddy. I…” I tried to explain it but he shushed me.
“I dare you to say Ddady once again in that beautiful voice and I won’t stop f ucking you until you scream and call me Daddy,” he warned me, his eyes turned to the darkest shade of the grey as he undressed me with his burning gaze.
I licked my lips nervously, watching him with the same desire he had for me.
“Don’t tempt me to take you right now, baby doll,” he groaned, getting on the bed and hovering over me.
“Daddy, Mommy,” Mira’s voice made him jump out of the bed quickly. “Why did you leave me alone in the hall? What are you doing here?”
Prescott hid the bulge in his pants and turned his face to his Princess. “Mommy wasn’t feeling well so I came to check on her.”
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“Oh no. I finished the fruits so you would make the hamburgers formica a racepalmen herself. “Anyway, Ta
care of yourself, Mommy, and get well soon. I don’t want Ddady now you all the time.”
“What?” I asked almost in disbelief.
“You already get him all for yourself in the night. Now, dolyneuwarete sn atch his daytime, too. for yourself?” M scowied, rolling her eyes,
“Did she just call me selfish indirectly?” Tasked my malala,gt zine ectotional as the welled up in my eyes
tears didn’t know why I was getting so emotional over sucka optrying. There was something wrong with me latel was having too many mood swings.
“She is just a kid, Tila. Why are you letting it hurt you Prescott hold my hands in his and comforted me.
“Mira, you shouldn’t talk to Mommy like that. trinn stand first and then, your Daddy. She gave birth to you while going through so much pain to one you to this world. Say sorry to Mommy,” I said softly.
“I’m sorry, Mommy, Mira sa innocardioining her ears with her hands.
“Now go and play with your brother, he cotoner and she came closer to him and kissed his cheek.
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“I’m sorry, Mommy,” she said again, maange to heat melt. I kissed her cheek and she kissed my cheek before saying bye and leaving.
Prescott got up from the bed and c cost d the door before returning to the bed. “Now you can call me Daddy as much as you want.”
The thought of being premont came across my mind and I panicked. I wasn’t ready to deal with more kids pus yet.
“Prescott, I might ine oraremmant. Get me the pregnancy test from the drawer,” I told him and he handed thi me. I immediately sid hakit and found the test positive. The morning sickness and mood swings, noustes everything started nalang sense to me.
“Come out, bibe, Prescott knocked on the door impatiently.
“The test it ponowe, to a him in a low voice.