Chapter 202 Fear And Dizziness
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I sit at the edge of the bed as the past memories flash through my mind. I feel awful for giving Miss Celine the cold shoulder. I shouldn't have shown that much indifference to her after all, she had taken care of me very well in this cage but ... How could I trust anyone who is loyal to the brother and sister duo?
I can't take any chance and I have to be very cautious by living between them, they are monsters inside the human skin and I have to be careful between them.
I look at Cyrus who is sleeping peacefully and my stomach growls, I haven't eaten anything properly since his father showed up and now I am hungry but I don't have the courage to face his evil sister, Anna. I still have not forgotten her brutal assault on me.
Subconsciously I look down at the back of my right hand where she had pierced her heels, It still hurts me, that weird sensation is still there in my hand.
I cringe from all that ungrateful moment's remembrance and then quietly stay at my place.
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KNOCK ... KNOCK ...
Nearly, after an hour there is a slight knock at my door and I stand up in attention.
The door opens slightly and Andrew enters with a neutral and calm face. "I think of bringing clothes to Cyrus." He says as he stretches his hands and shows me the clothes. I take it from his hand to inspect and then he starts explaining beside me, "Uhmm, Cyrus is relatively healthy as compared to Aaron so his clothes might not fit well... But, we can go shopping tonight, if you don't mind." He says nervously and I don't give a single glance to him.
Why does he keep coming to my room to bother me? Why can't stay in his room and hands me all the thing at once?
Without saying a word, I turn to keep the clothes aside, hoping he would leave on his own but no, he doesn't.
I give him a displeasing look and he starts to explain defensively, "You haven't told me the time yet?"
"The time? For what?" I ask blankly.
"For shopping." He adds and I roll my eyes at him.
"I don't want to go with you and besides aren't you afraid that if someone sees you with a child it would create a huge ruckus for both of you sister and brother?" I raise my brow in pure sarcasm but he stays unbothered as he replies very calmly, "I don't mind. After all, he is my son, too. Why should I be afraid?"
Oh wow...
Where is that weak cowardly Andrew, huh? Who would always hide me from the people?
I feel a burning rage in my heart and somehow try my best to not show him at all when my rebellious stomach growl so loudly in protest for food that mines and Andrew's eyes meet instantly in amusement.
I look away flushed with embarrassment, "You can go and cook your breakfast, or should I ask Miss Celine to bring you the food up here?" His voice shows concern but I don't want his concern at all.
"No need." I snap even though it wasn't necessary at the moment but my emotions keep carrying me away since I stepped into this mansion.
"To take care of Aaron, you need lots of energy." He adds for my information but still, I am reluctant to leave Cyrus alone with him or I am afraid of facing Anna, his sister, downstairs.
I start rummaging through my things to see if he had stolen something from inside my bag but thankfully he didn't.
This bag has all the legal documents of mine and Cyrus, even the paper that he had signed in the assurance that he will let me and Cyrus walk out of his life freely without putting any restrictions on us.
The man stays in my room annoying me to the edge, I try my best to ignore him as he sits calmly on the sofa watching me and Cyrus intently.
Is he thinking we are illusions? Why do I see the surprise in his eyes for us?
Not my concern, I shake my head and then enter the bathroom to change my clothes quickly. I brought one set of clothes for myself and a few for Cyrus but I didn't mention it to him.
I quickly change my clothes, afraid that the shower would take lots of time and what if he would escape with my son in that little amount of time. I can't take any risks.
I walk out of the washroom hurriedly and what I see makes me stop abruptly.
"Mommy ... He says he is my father... Dad has returned... Dad has returned." He starts jumping his small chubby body in the air and I look at him with sad eyes, he is so much excited to see him. What will happen when he knows his true self?
Oh God, have some mercy on my little child.
"Yes, he has." I crouch down and then touch his face, he beams with joy and I smile sadly at him.
Alas, a father's bond is indeed strong.
"Cyrus, you have a brother too. A younger brother." I tell him.
He looks at me in shock and then turns his face toward his father, "Is this true, Dad?" He confirms and I frown, doesn't he trust me anymore?
"Yes, you have indeed," Andrew replies to him with a giant smile and before I am able to pull him to the bathroom with his small legs he runs towards Andrew and then throws himself in his arms like a small kangaroo.
What the hell?
I am not liking their affection at all.
"When can I see my brother, Dad?" He asks while leaning on his chest as Andrew spoons him in his arms.
"Go and freshen up and then I'll take you to him. We'll have breakfast together like a family." He tells him and his eyes twinkle with excitement.
"Oh, ok, Dad." He says obediently and then pauses... "Can you tell me something, Dad?" He prompts.
Andrew nods his head in response, "Anything, ask."
"Were you here all the time while Mommy and I lived alone?" He asks and Andrew nods his head in "Yes"
"So... is this place very far that it takes you 4 years to come back to me?" He asks childishly and Andrew winces uncomfortably.
"Uhmmm... I was stuck in some work, Cyrus." He makes an excuse and I couldn't help but scoff at his answer.
At least, be honest with the child.
"Work... But mom told me you were in a different world. Far Far away from us." Cyrus makes the gesture from his hand that I always used to make while mentioning his father. I never wanted him to keep any hope for him so indirectly I would always consider Andrew dead to him but didn't know that one day that dead person would come back to life.
SHIT !!!
"Different world?" Andrew repeats and then gives me a pointing look, "Can you explain, Mommy?" His tone was stern and all the hairs on my body stood in panic.
"Cyrus, we are getting late for breakfast, don't you want pancakes today?" I intentionally mention the food as Cyrus is an extreme foodie and it works as he quickly hops down from Andrew's lap and rushes to me. I take him to the bathroom quickly while I could feel the burning gaze of Andrew at the back of my head piercing my soul.
After Cyrus is ready in the clothes that I had brought for him from Chicago, Andrew leads us to the third floor. I stop in the elevator, not wanting to step on that floor. My past reflects in front of my eyes when I was running away from them to save my child and that fall, that terrible fall that nearly took away my life.
I subconsciously, hold my stomach and squirm in fear.
"Mommy." Cyrus shakes my hand and my trance breaks immediately.
"Huh..."
"Why you're not coming?" He urges and finally, I lift my foot and step on the floor, but my mind goes dizzy maybe the lack of food I had consumed or my anxiety from the past events. As I take another step, my limbs go numb and there I let go of the support of my whole body.
BOOM
"Tessa..." I hear a gasp and look up at Andrew's anxious face.
I try to speak but my mind is so dizzy that I couldn't even move my tongue. His strong grip on my waist keeps me at my place and involuntarily I lean on him. His warmth is comforting yet my mind keeps replaying the worst day of my life.
"Miss Martha..." Andrew yells and I flinch from the loud tone.
He senses and then lowers his tone, "Please take Cyrus to his brother, Aaron and ask Miss Celine to bring a glass of fresh juice quickly."
Panic rises in my heart after listening to his words, he is asking her to take away Cyrus. F**k, no.
I wanted to protest but my whole body is numb and I couldn't move at all. With all my strength I look up at him, my eyes looking at him furiously yet with helplessness.
Sensing my worry, he opens his mouth, "She is not harmful. She is Aaron's nanny."
But I am reluctant to let Cyrus leave me and with my current miserable state, I couldn't help but shed a few tears.
"He would get anxious by seeing you like this. It's better for him to go to his brother. They will blend well, after all, they are twins." His words soothe my thumping heart and before I realize I am sitting in his lap while he is pacifying me with his words.
DING
The elevator door opens and a glass of juice is placed near my mouth. I take a few sips and feel like my strength is coming back.
I blink my eyes multiple times, my dizzy vision starts to get clearly slowly and I feel desperate to bring Cyrus back to me.
But my weak body betrayed me immensely and still, I couldn't move on my own as helplessly I keep sipping the fresh juice that nearly feels like an energy serum to me.
Why I am always the pathetic one?
