Ethan Junior's POV
I?fucking hate Mondays.
I cursed obscenities underneath my breath for the entire morning in my office.
Miscarriage.?
Wouldn't be able to have another baby.
My cellphone rang for the umpteenth time and I saw it was?her,?I smashed it against the wall.
I had spent the rest of the weekend in my bedroom, moping around like a little bitch while everyone else was happy and satisfied with their lives.
I wouldn't be able to have another chance of fathering my children with the woman I was falling madly for.
Angry tears slipped out my eyes and I threw myself on the three seat leather couch in the office.
A knock came on the door and someone walked in. I knew just by the aroma, it was my brother.
I pulled myself upwards and sat up.
"Didn't sleep last night?" He asked, taking a seat across from me. "What's going on with you EJ?"
I heaved a long frustrated sigh as I raked my fingers through my hair.