That's the way it is

Chapter 3

Theresa.

I have to admit that I was upset about Ethan marrying Gwen and not me. Ok, more than upset, I was furious. Ethan was going to propose to me until he found out that SHE was pregnant. I can't help but wonder if that evil cow planned it?

I am sure she did. I had a feeling this war over Ethan was more about revenge than love for Gwen. But I am the one who truly loves Ethan. Gwen and Rebecca, and not to mention Ivy said I was a gold digger. If that is true why did I still want Ethan even after it was revealed he was not Julian's son.

I know in my heart that if Julian hadn't gotten me drunk and tricked me into marrying him, I would be Mrs. Ethan Winthrop, and not Gwen. But I can't change the past. Julian did trick me, used me and got me pregnant.

Don't get me wrong, I love little Ethan. I just don't love his father. Who could love Julian with his manipulative manner, and the fact that he is old and unattractive just adds to the cons list on why NOT to love Julian Crane.

I hate the mess that I am in. But the thing that kills me the most is losing Ethan. God how I love him. I always have, ever since I was a little girl. I even used to be jealous of Gwen until I got to know her.

Now that cow could be Julian's wife. They were much a like. I mean both of them are manipulative and assess. But then again, no matter how much I hate Gwen I couldn't wish Julian on her.

And that brings me to Ivy. I hate her too, but at the same time I pity her. She lost her true love and had been with Julian for a long time. But she was a witch. Maybe that was because she had put up with Julian for so long. But that was no excuse to treat me like dirt just because of my heritage.

I never mention these things to Ethan. He would never forgive me, for his mother is his sun and earth. But that doesn't make it any less true.

So of course all of these things were running through my head as I prepared little Ethan and myself for bed.

My little angel was the only good thing to EVER come from Julian Crane. He was my whole life, even more than Ethan was. Now that doesn't mean that I don't want Ethan, because I do and I know he would be great for his little namesake. But if I had to chose it would most definitely be my son.

I bathed him, feed him, and rocked him to sleep before heading for my own room. I just wanted to go to bed and sleep. It was the only relief I got from the heartache Ethan had caused me other than being with my son.

So, that night I took an extra long bath in hot water perfumed by bath works. They had been a gift from Julian. The only one I ever used. It was glow by J-Lo and it smelled wonderful.

Then I crawled into my silk pajamas and slid beneath the sheets. I had fallen asleep almost immediately, dreaming of Ethan. But I was awaken by a movement in my bed. Someone was in my bed. I panicked and screamed.

I didn't wait to see if it was Ethan. I doubted it was he. He was on his honeymoon. Then out of nowhere Ethan was attacking the mystery man.

That was when I knew he still loved me. He wouldn't fight another man for me if he didn't. And of course my screams and the fighting woke everyone up. SO Gwen got to see Ethan defending me.

Then I found out the gorgeous man was Ethan's half brother. It was funny, but I never knew he even existed. Of course when the lights came on I could see how gorgeous he was. He had blond hair and blue eyes and the body of Adonis. Yum yum.

And then he spoke to me.

"Hello step mommy. I saw your picture in the paper. It didn't do you justice."

I blushed slightly. This guy, whom I now knew as Fox was a charmer. But I did shudder to hear him call me step mommy. It was an unfortunate reminder that I was Julian's wife.

I am not saying that doesn't have its perks because it does, but If I could do it all over again...well I am sure you know what decision I would make.

And then he turned to his parents. I could feel the tension and I felt sorry for Fox. I was sure Ivy never gave him the attention that he deserved. I couldn't understand that.

I am sure I will have more children than little Ethan. But I will love them all the same. With a sigh, I watched the scene unfold before going back to bed alone.

I felt bad for taking Fox's room. But...Like I said I never knew he existed until tonight. Needless to say it was going to take me forever to get back to sleep. I am a thinker and that could be my downfall, considering I am also a dreamer and those are hard to mix

A/n so what do you think? Should I continue?