The Princess' Royal Pregnancy by Tova Calgaret (best novels to read in english .txt) 📖

all. Casey had the two extra maids working fairly well, Mahamed and I had already announced our engagement and all of my god children were to stay with me for another two months.

I called Gran and asked her if I could have the small four bedroom cottage, she told me that she could. Garreth was going to bring his lady love and daughter over before they go and announce it to everyone else at the palace. I had the cottage done for ages, waiting for Garreth to settle down.

Who walked in holding Vivian was a shock, because it was the last one I would have thought to have dated Garreth, it was my property manager, Sofia. My jaw dropped, and it was as I stared at her that she blushed furiously.

When they were about to leave I asked them if they were tinking on getting a house together. "We are, it's just that we can't find one that suits us, you know."

I gave them the envelope with a set of the keys, the spare was with me, along with a map and a letter. Later on that night, Garreth, Sofia and Vivian gave me both a hug and a kiss. "We love it!" Garreth and Sofia said.

I smiled and waited for them to go and I waited for my three pregnant friends to look at me once more. I gave them the keys to their apartments and we all went with them as they got to see their apartments. To say they loved them would have been an understatement. I grinned as they walked around their apartments, loving it all, it even included a nursery in all apartments. The extra surprise was that they all had a cook each, three maids, and a massues each. They were gobsmacked, to say the very least.

Then they started crying, they hugged me and sobbed for their loves. Ellayna's love, is the Prince of a country, ruled by his mother, an old toad of a woman who would see that her son marries an ugly but wealthy princess then to a poor beautiful girl, who is on of the best friends to a Princess. Jennifer's love, is my ambassidor, he used her body and abused her mind and left her pregnant, with his children, but the thing is, he isn't like that. And Trisha's love, is the Spaniard Billionaire Playboy, who lost his first wife to the child birth of his twins, his daughter and son, I set them up, first as his children's nanny, and all went well, then they became lovers and everything went south from their.

But it was Trisha that really hurt me, after all I was the one to set them up, so to speak, but they fell apart, when all they needed most was for him to be absolutely honest with her. After all, from what I was told, he was still pining for his first wife, and rejected her in the most hurtful way imaginable, by ignoring her then telling her to her face that she was a whore, not fit for his attention, let alone his love.

But he loves her, I see it in his eyes every time I look at him but he seems to be holding onto his first wife's memory to keep him from acknowledging the feelings he has for my friend Trisha.

I told her, the only way for him to realise that he loves her, was for her to leave, and ignore him the way he ignores you, while wearing beautiful clothes that essentuates your pregnancy.

She has done what I said, but all it seems to be doing is driving him away from his kids.
'I so, have get my mind off that, she needs you, they all do. Just love them the way they are supposed to be loved.' I thought to myself as I hugged them fiercely.

"Hey, how about we go around the city, and gorge ourselves on icecream? I feel like Cookies 'n' Cream. How bout you?"

"Chocolate." Hicupped Ellayna.

"Triple Choc." Hicupped Jennifer.

"Neopolitan." Hicupped Trisha.

"Okay, bus or chauffer?"

"Chauffer." They all said, "but we can get out to get our icecream."

We went out, all of us dressed to kill. We all wore tights, mini-shorts, a tank top, and a cropped jacket, to give our expanding bellies room. As we got our orders, Trisha got a phone call, "Hello?" She paused, then her face dropped. "I know, I told you that I would be their soon, I just wanna have some time with my friends! ... Bella, Ellayna and Jenny, why? ... What gives you the right to check up on me? ... I am no longer your childrens nanny and you know that! ... No! You gave up all wrights to me and my children when you called me a whore! So leave me the fuck alone! You know I will be their for the kids, so back the fuck off!" She hung up and immediately she got a call back. "Hello? ... No Alejandro, you don't have any rights to check up on me, you aren't my husband, you aren't my boyfriend, you aren't even my employer, so leave me alone for a bit okay? ... I need time away from you and maybe find a guy who doesn't treat me as badly as you do! ... Yes I will, I told you I will, and I will! ... Yes, for the whole two weeks! ... Yes I do, and you don't need to know the address! ... Just leave me alone for an hour I deserve that don't I? ... Okay, see you when I see you." She hung up a second time and tears started to flow.

I put my arm around her shoulders and as soon as I did, the two others did as well. After Trisha settled herself down, we all let go of her and we all went to a table, only to be swamped with reporters. We spoke in a dialect that we created when we were all still very young. The reporters didn't know what to think of it.

We all ate our icecream then got ourselves a second helping to go where we went. We all dropped off Trisha at the private airstrip, not far from the palace and saw her off to her lovers' island, where she would collect the kids and come back home, she was six months and barely able to fly, because of her pregnancy, but then again so was all of us, Ellayna was six and a half months pregnant, and Jenny was five and a half months pregnant.

I sat in my seat as my feat were aching. I watched them all as they exchanged well wishes, then Trisha came over to me and said, "I will message all of you when I can."

I nodded and hugged her fiercely, "You be careful okay, let him think that you have a guy in mind and want to see how he is with the idea of helping you raise his children that you are having."

"But he'd get jealous." She said.

"That's the idea, when he asks you to marry him, tell him no, and leave. It would force him to find a way to get you to marry him. It should work, if not, tell him the truth. That you love him and you won't see him even when you have to share the custody of the kids if he keeps pushing you away like this. That should be a wake up call for him."

She smiled at me, but it was a kind of sad smile, like a smile to cover a great sadness. A sadness so very great that it makes the heart and soul ache with it.

I sighed and sent her a text message, 'u rememba 2 msg me wen u hav d tym. dont 4get babe, i am hea if u need me, we all r. luv u xx'

I got a message back, 'thanx babe, luv u 2, jst scared, i want him 2 luv me but i dont thnk he wil.'

'if he duznt, i will personali kick his ass 4 u ay?'

'lol, a princess cant get her hands dirty, bsydz i want 2 do dat myslf.'

'lol, ok, but if u need hlpaz, u got 3 on call. lol'

'lol, luv u 2.'

':-) ;-) luv u.'

'k, gotta turn off fone, msg u l8az.'

'k, luv u, take care.'

'u 2'

I laughed and it was the girls who asked me why I was laughing they thought that I was being insensitive, when I explained and showed them the text messages, they all laughed along with me, I think, they like myself, was picturing me, a medium height volumptuous lady in a punch up with a tall muscled man like Alejandro. I for one, had to run to the toilet before I completely wet myself in the back of the limousine. And the other two soon followed, we were all laughing even in the toilets, that many ladies asked what we were laughing so hard about, and all we would say was that it was a private joke.

By the time we got to the palace, we were in absolutely painful stitches, but we couldn't stop laughing, pretty soon after that we did stop laughing, but we started to cry instead, we wanted the best for her and we would fight to make sure that she does, like we would for each other. Like they did for me when Mahamed was saying shit to them to try and get information out of them, they stayed true to me and started to diss him instead. Saying that he lost something that was too good for him in the first place, me. For that I would always love them, as powerfully as I love my own family, and to a point even more than my family, because they understand me like no-one else does, like we are soul sisters, that's what we call ourselves, Soul-Sisters.


CHAPTER EIGHT:
The Kid's Day Out.


They settled into their own apartments as I got to mine, Mahamed gave me a guilt trip bad. I had to take the kids for the day, but I organised that we all will, Ellayna, Jenny and Trisha will take all the kids out; Tory, Katherine, Gregory and the two that Trisha has.
I called Ellayna and Jenny, but I sent a text to Trisha to get her to call or message back when she can. Ellayna and Jenny were on board, they even suggested that Garreth might like it if we took Vivian for the day. We brainstormed about all the places we could go. Movies? Maybe. Playground? Maybe not. Water park? Probably not. Hmm, Game's parlour? Most likely.
Tucker the little ones out then go and watch a movie. We all agreed on that and as we hung up I got a text from Trisha, 'i m on my way home now, he z jst pushn 2 hard n i dont want d kidz 2 c me cry. dey dnt need dat.'

'babe, we are goin out 2mro, wanna cum with? we takin all d kids to a games place and gonna ctch a movie afta dat. u gonna cum?'

'my two allowd?'

'4 sure! i am calln garreth 2 c if he wil let
us take is dorta 4 d day.'

'ok, gotta leave him b, or he gonna lose me 4 good :-( i luv hm 2 mch 4 dat 2 hapn.'

'i kno wat u mean, c