Five years later....

"I am going to skin her alive." I complained as I saw the state of my terrace.

"Ciane where are you?" I shouted looking at the disaster around me. There was paint and chalk and glitter on everything. The paint bottles were leaking on the sofa, on the table and the floor was decorated with scribbles and doodles.

"Ciane!" I screamed hearing giggling and laughter coming from the other side of the patio.

I walked to the patio doors and saw my sister sitting on the lawn looking like she had been used as an artist's easel. Next to her were a three year old girl and boy and a two year old girl looking exactly as she was. They were sitting around a toy picnic set and serving each other imaginary food made with play doh.

I stepped over the paint mess that littered the path these four miscreants had taken.

I stood with hands on my hips. "Ciane what happened to my house?" I asked my sister who turned to look at me her face streaked with paint and glitter.

"Mummy!" my three year old twins said rushing toward me. I bent to give them a hug and my suit was covered in paint.

"Liam and Leah, what have you been doing with Aunty?" I asked my two babies.

"Auntie Cici was helping me make drawing." Leah said rushing off to collect her drawing for me to see.

"We went for a walk in the park." Liam said holding my hand. I picked him up forgetting that I would probably need to burn this suit. I stopped near my sister who was smiling sheepishly at me.

"Mummy look!" Leah said giving me her drawing. I sat on the grass pulling my babies on each of my thighs. "It is beautiful Leah!" I told her giving her a kiss.

"Me too. Me too!" Liam chanted coming for his kiss as he too showed me his drawing.

"Me me me!" Petra shouted running over to me on her two year old feet.

I picked up my niece and also gave her a kiss.

"Me too!" Ciane chimed in as well.

I looked at her pointedly "You do not get a kiss, how could you mess up the house in just four hours. Four hours Ciane!" I admonished her.

"They ganged up on me, plus it's hard to move around." She moaned rubbing her six month pregnant belly.

"Ha, using the pregnancy card sis." I huffed at her.

"Everytime." She boldly said rubbing her belly and pouting even more.

Two hours later, the house looking somewhat respectable with the assistance of Pierre and the housekeeper, Maricia. She had been sent on a wild goose chase by my sister and the kids. She was really helpful; and gave me a hand on the days I chose to work.

I worked part time consultancy. I loved taking care of my family but still needed to use my brain to speak to adults once in a while.

Mr Frenkin had understood although he was hoping for me to work more days and more hours each week.

The kids were all scrubbed clean and the furniture looked like it was of use again.

I stretched my hands upward and wiggled my shoulders.

I felt hands snake around my waist.

"Hello love." Chris whispered in my ear as he spun me around to kiss me. I wrapped my hands around his neck and gave in to his lips on mine.

"Welcome home." I said breathless after we finally let each other's lips go.

"How was the day?" he asked pulling me tighter in his arms.

"Work was great but I am not letting Ciane watch the kids again. They made a mess the size of Mount Everest again!" I moaned into my husband's chest.

"Again?" Chris laughed "being a mother has made Ciane even more reckless and Pierre is just putty in her hands." We surveyed my sister and her husband and the kids running about in the garden near the swings.

"He is, isn't he?" I asked looking at my husband with a sassy smile. "So you're saying only Pierre acts like that?"

Chris squirmed under my gaze, "Yes he is so whipped that man." He continued unashamedly losing eye contact with me.

"Well, I better go back to the kids, dinner will be ready soon and I want to play with them some more." Chris held me tighter and crushed me to him.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you." I replied kissing his neck.

"Since only Pierre is so whipped I guess he will be getting some tonight unlike other non-whipped husbands." I uttered racing down the stairs.

Chris caught me on the bottom step and pulled me into his arms once again. He had me full onto his body. "I hope you can feel how whipped I am for you."

I blushed as I felt his member growing quite hard against my belly. I squeezed his butt as I pushed him into me even more.

"Hmmm." I whispered as I felt Chris swallow and his breath inhale sharply.

"Daddy!" the twins shouted as they saw us and came running.

I let go of Chris and saw that he was very aroused. I smiled wickedly as I let the kids greet their father. Chris gave me a glare before he picked them up and twirled them around.

"I will deal with you later!" he promised

"I am waiting!" I responded blowing him a kiss.

I smiled happily as I watched my family. Chris had progressed so well. He was walking properly now and his speech had returned to normal. It had been tough the first year but we had battled it together which had made such a difference. There had been no reappearance of the tumour and Chris was healthy again. This experience had made him a better person. Inside and out. He was truly a magnificent father, husband and friend!

"Whee! Haw!" Chris was chanting as he swung the kids in his arms. My heart always skips a beat when he does that. I sat next to my sister on the grass.

"Whee!" mimicked Pierre who was also twirling Petra around. I bumped shoulders with my sister as we watched our husbands play with the kids.

Chris turned around and winked at me and I blew him a kiss.

"Get them!" Chris challenged as the men put down the kids and they came charging toward us.

The twins knocked me over as I fell back onto the grass. They tried to tickle me as Chris joined the scene.

"Stop" I screamed wiggling as my little monsters tickled me.

Chris whispered in my ear, "I will do much worse tonight." He promised.

I looked at him and said with a straight face, "Is that a threat O'Connor?"

He kissed me and Leah chimed in "Me want kissy too Daddy!"

Chris obliged her as Liam got in on the act.

I touched my still flat stomach, tonight would be special; knowing that soon there would be another addition to our family.

This is it the end of Painful Decision.

I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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You can read my other completed stories: Judge Me Not, Sparks, The Ulti-Mate Revenge and Forgotten Moment!

I have also written a one off short story called YOU!

I will now try to complete Mistaken in Love.

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Vanicao