The Kidnapped Bride

At the same time, at the airport, the flight had just landed for the two major people.

"Ailey! Noah! come back here right now!" Sierra yelled while trying to handle the luggage in her hands. The two bags were kept on the trollies, with her hand almost filled with other stuff.

Hearing their mother's voice, both the children looked at her and ran in her direction. "Mommy, see, ice cream! Can we get one? Please?"

Narrowing her eyes, Sierra looked at the two naughty kids in front of her. "Didn't you say that your tummy is already full when I opened the lunch box full of rice?"

"Oh mother, that was half an hour ago! Now, we are back to our empty stomach!" Ailey indicates toward her small tummy.

Following her actions, Noah did the same to show he was too craving for some junk.

Shaking her head, Sierra immediately rejected their plea, "You don't wish to have healthy food and.. when it comes to junk food and something from outside, you both are always ready! Hmm? Eat rice first and then I will buy you something else."

A pitty smile started to come on both the children's faces.

Folding their hands into one, they kept it on their chest, "Please mom? We will eat rice once we go back to our house.."

Noah spoke in the most coquettish way yet Sierra simply focused on putting her luggage in their places.

Pushing the trollies with her two hands, both the children followed her behind.

The girl was elder and the boy was the younger one.

With not much difference between the two, they get along very easily. Despite the continuous fights between the two as the normal sibling relationship, that never stops them from joining their hands whenever needed.

Seeing that his mother isn't even paying attention to that talk, Noah whispered to his sister, "I think.. We should follow her. Otherwise, she will leave us here!"

"No no. Muma will definitely buy us.. But we will have to be more persistent.. wait.. maybe not." Ailey's eyes traveled towards her mother's face who didn't seem to take any stop

The situation made both the children face each other a look and without thinking twice, they ran behind their mother to cope up with her speed.

Looking at how two pumpkins who once again appeared by her side, Sierra inwardly snickered but kept it hidden.

Looking at the arrows from time to time, she tried to navigate herself through the exit which will lead them out, so she made sure to follow the right one.

When Noah saw his mother, being uncertain of the direction, he can only make a little fun, "Mommy, you have lived here... in this state before right?"

"Umm..Yeah." Subconsciously, Sierra answered while reading the directions as her eyes were never from them.

"Then, you still don't know the way out? Is your memory fading with age? You married daddy years ago and moved away but.. still who gets their airport memories out of their mind..?" 

Hearing this comment from Noah made Sierra halt in her steps. Out of the blue, her face became white with a slight pulp. 'Who likes to keep your memories to themselves?'

The thought currently made her feel an unknown feeling when she averted her gaze to look at Noah, who was in the mood to tease her further.

Yet, when he met his mother's slot eyes, his mouth was immediately shut and sealed without saying anything ahead.

"L..like.. I.."

"It's alright Noah. Ailey, let us go that way, please help mom with her purse." With this, Ailey held her small purse when Sierra herself moved the trolly of her luggage and finally arrived. 

On this stop, the local taxis were available for their usage as well..

Seeing one of the drivers carrying her name's sign in their hand, she immediately approached the person without much hassle.

"Are you sent by... Mr.Grey?" Sierra asked though she was confident already. "Correct. You must be..Mrs. Sierra Fawyol?" the driver inquired to which she nodded her head.

Bringing her luggage to the car, the three of them sat inside without much of the tension around.

Yet, on the same spot, another person was already in much of the darkness when a lady, with a cap on her head, was constantly making dozens of calls.

"These Bastards.." murmuring in between her breath, she hung up and tried to make the number once again.

"I.. will surely make you regret this... once I get my hands on them, I will kick their areas! Hmm!" Her anger was reaching the top since she was trying it all but the ring didn't go through.

Even if the rings successfully went, the call never picked up.

At last, her plea was finally answered when the call was picked by the other side "Yes Ms. Hannah?"

"Mr. Johnson. Have you called me here so that I can walk back to your place on my toes? Or you wish to simply kill me alone in this state of yours?" 

Her tone was sarcastic to the next level, not holding her anger at all.

As if her words seemed to surprise him, Javier assured, "My man isn't there till yet? wait, he must be there in a few more minutes. His name is Ellen… and describe what you are wearing." 

"Just ask him, if he sees a lady with male outfits then that's me." That was all she said in her favor and hung up, in the wait to see if someone picked her up or not.

Sitting on her luggage bag, she was in waiting for the car to arrive yet no presence appeared.

The irritation and frustration kept on adding with each passing minute when she was ready to call the man once again.

Yet, a husky and dominant voice entered her ears, with her name.

"Hey you tomboy or hooligan, are you Ms. Hannah?"

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