Chapter 198 I Had Given Birth To Twins
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"I am not here to take him away, I just want you to accompany him throughout his treatment. This treatment is very painful, no matter how much I and Ann put effort he still asks for you, his mother. I just want my son to be healthy and safe. Nothing else. Rest assured, I won't take Cyrus away from you nor let anyone else take him away from you."
Not a single word that comes out of his mouth soothes my nerves. With each second the anxiety in my heart is rising.
Why the first day of the New year has to be so inauspicious for us, Andrew's visit, his revelation of my twin son, everything has been a huge blow to me.
My head is spinning wildly and I am not able to stay calm.
I suddenly start to get suffocated in this confined space of his car as I reach for the door handle and hear a click sound.
CLICK
I look at Andrew baffled.
"You need to hear me out." He says firmly but I could see his eyes being soft and unharmful to me. He has no intention to hurt me or our child.
I nod helplessly after all I have no choice left. I am locked in his car.
He turns and then starts skimming through the papers, his body inches away from me, and from his half sleeve T-shirt I could see that he has maintained his physique pretty well and for a moment I am again struck by his beauty and handsomeness.
The way his arms would carry me while we were passionately making love to each other.
My heart drops and a muscle in my stomach twists, biting my lip in embarrassment. I turn my face away from him.
He is a Lier, A Cheater, A Coward.
I keep reminding myself that is eager to rebel.
"Here." He hands me another paper, and since he showed up, he has been showing me papers and giving me multiple shocks. I brace myself for this new shock and as I had expected it was indeed the biggest shock of my life.
My jaw drops in disbelief as I start scanning the paper and keep scanning numerous times. How could this be true? How?
"You're still my legal wife, so now, no one could take away Cyrus and Aaron from you. You have the full right to your kids." He reveals and I feel a lump stuck in my throat. I am overjoyed yet scared. I wanted to trust him but I can't. He has betrayed me in a way that it is unable to trust him now and agree to go back to his territory where his sister stays like a Master and he, as her obedient servant.
No, I can't go back to that f**ked up life. No...
But, what about my son, Aaron? He has leukemia and they have not cured his illness till now.
Do they really need Cyrus for his treatment or it's a fake attempt to snatch my son away from me and punish me for fleeing away with my child?
I am so much confused. I couldn't think properly and I need a way out of here. I want to go back to my son, Cyrus.
"I want to go back," I tell him with a serious face and he looks at me in hesitation.
"Except trusting me, you have no choice left. If you don't leave now with me. Ann would send over someone to snatch Cyrus from you. You know Ann very well when she is determined to do something no one could stop her." He is still adamant to convince me with his empty threats but somehow this one literally hits me straight at my chest. I flinch when I remember the real face of Ann, the devious woman.
That is true she can go to any extent to get her desirable thing and if she is trying to get Cyrus she will definitely get him by hook or by crook and I know Andrew could never be able to stand against her at all.
He has always been a weak, and cowardly man.
"I need some time to think." I try to negotiate.
Let me Go...
"I am waiting here, whenever you are done thinking come down here." He says calmly and I try to stop the urge of strangling him from my own hands. couldn't he understand that I am trying to send him off?
Has he become completely an idiot?
No, I doubt that.
He is acting innocently while he knows very well that my answer is "Negative"
But, what choice do I have if not trusting his words? Would he let me go from here or keep following me? Where is Ron? Isn't he going to help me now? Or is he the one who has told Andrew about my whereabouts?
"How... How did you find us?" I ask, trying to hide my curiosity about knowing the answer, and deep inside I hope it's not Ron who has betrayed me like his boss.
"I had some help." He answers.
"Help?" I prompt.
"Detectives, Secret people, Informers. There are many." He explains and I sigh secretly thanking God that it wasn't Ron that means I still have one trusted man in that home.
"If you want to search for things regarding Aaron's illness." Before getting out of his car, he hands me the file and I take it as I need to look for the authenticity of the words that he has mentioned to me.
Absent-mindedly I enter the small apartment in which I and Cyrus live happily. As I enter, I see Cyrus sitting on the couch watching TV calmly, his face still has the residue of ice cream and all my stress seems to fade away as I watch him with warm eyes and then walk towards him.
"Mommy, see Mack and Sarge..." He points at the television excitedly, he loves car movies and cartoons, especially the lightning Mcqueen Car animation, it's his favorite character.
"Have you finished your ice cream at once?" I ask him while wiping his mouth clean from the tissue and he nods his head at me while his eyes stay fixed on the television.
I stare at his facial features which are very similar to Andrew's.
My heart tightens when I think about my second son, Aaron, he looks too weak in the pictures, and also Andrew mentioned that his treatment was painful. God, I have no idea how much my little child has suffered till now.
I sigh in frustration, this helplessness and lack of knowledge about my son is killing me from inside.
I clutch the file tightly in my hand and then start browsing about Aaron's illness. After scrolling for an hour, I come to the conclusion that whatever is mentioned in the file is true but somehow my heart still feels reluctant to leave.
How am I supposed to leave on what basis?
"Mom, I am hungry," Cyrus yells, taking my full attention and then closing the file. I stand up to prepare dinner for him. I look out of the window and realize that the sky has started to get dark now. I didn't even realize when the time passed so quickly?
While I was busy preparing dinner, Cyrus enters the kitchen with a confused look on his face holding a piece of paper. "Mommy, do I know these two?" He asks childishly and I take the paper from his hand to inspect.
"Cyrus... from where did you..." I begin to scold him as he had taken out the picture from the file that I had kept on the table safely when he jumps in excitement, making me amused all of the sudden by his words. "Is that my father? The man downstairs... Is he my dad?"
With his small legs, he rushes towards the main door and I rush after him to catch him.
"Cyrus... Stop..." I pick him up in my arms and he starts twisting his small body in protest.
God, this boy has gone so much out of control.
My immense love has totally spoiled him and now he doesn't even put my words in his concern at all.
"That's my dad. He has come back to see me." He shouts in my arms and I sigh helplessly.
"Cyrus..." I groan unhappily as I put him on his bed, trapping him with my arms. "Listen to me carefully, He might be your dad but I am the one who always stays with you. So, tell me if you want to choose between us, who would you choose?" I ask him, putting him in a deep dilemma.
"Uhmm... why do I have to choose, Mommy? I want both Mom and Dad." He answers and I sigh in depression.
His father's wealth would definitely charm him and what if then he will forget me and then choose to be with his father? That thought terrifies me and my eyes start to sting badly.
I had been living my life with my son's love. What if later his father would be able to change his love for me?
"Mommy, please don't cry." I didn't know I was crying until Cyrus points out and feeling emotional I hug him tightly in my arms, squeezing him tight in my embrace afraid that he might leave me one day for his father.
After all, he is just a 4-year-old innocent boy.
"I won't cry, Cyrus, but you have to promise me one thing." I stretch my hand towards Cyrus and he looks at it blankly. "Promise me that you will never leave me alone, no matter what." Cyrus looks at me puzzled and then holding my hand he makes a firm promise to me, "I will never leave you, Mommy." He eases my restless heart and worries and I kiss his forehead affectionately.
"Thank you, Cyrus."
After our little emotional talk, we both had dinner and then I put him to bed to sleep.
I look at the clock and it shows past 8. I take a deep breath and then, wearing a shawl over my clothes, I climb down the stairs to look for his ungrateful father who I hope has left until now.
