Chapter 206 Cyrus Choose Him
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No matter how much I tried to not think about Cyrus my mind keeps going to him. The fear and distrust of his father remain the same even though I had asked him to accompany Cyrus but still my heart is not at ease. At last, I get off Aaron's bed and kiss his forehead with a slight layer of guilt in my heart as I step out of his room leaving him alone.
I couldn't develop my love for him in just a few hours, I do love him but my concern for Cyrus is also important to me. I have raised him all alone definitely his place comes before him in my heart.
I meet his nanny on my way and then ask her to accompany Aaron while I go back to my room to check on Cyrus but as I reach the door of my room I feel stunned to see that young woman in my room and Andrew sitting on the sofa quite delighted by her presence while Cyrus's face looks upset.
What happened to him?
I regret my decision of leaving Cyrus to him, alone.
This man clearly doesn't stop to disappoint me.
"Cyrus, do you want to go with your father or stay with me?" I ask Cyrus directly because I know this man won't let go of putting his right over him again and again so let Cyrus decide if he wants his rich father or caring mother.
I and Andrew look down at him in unison, he has become a sandwich between us.
"Mommy," Cyrus makes a small face of crying and I hug him tightly my heart starts to wrench in extreme pain, "What you did do to him?" I question Andrew furiously and he rolls his eyes unhappily.
"I haven't done anything Tessa. It was him who disrespects Miss Celine." Andrew opens his mouth, complaining.
Cyrus disrespect Miss Celine? What nonsense?
Before his words could fully process in my mind, Cyrus hugs me tighter explaining, "I ask for the horse ride, only, Mommy." and things start to get clear in my mind.
"Oh, the horse ride."
That is one thing that he loves and Miss Maria would always make sure that he would have fun while playing it when we were in Chicago.
"Did you ask Miss Celine?" I ask Cyrus and he nods his head in response.
That's amusing, how Miss Celine agrees to keep him on her back?
I look at Andrew and he stares at me in disagreement, looking for a brief explanation.
Fine.
"He used to play horse ride with the people in the shop I used to work for." I explain, "Why don't you now give a ride to your son? No?" I think viciously and he looks at me in surprise.
"What?" He gasps and I try to stifle my laugh.
"Come on, Cyrus. From today Dad will give you a horse ride." I pick Cyrus up in my arms trying to make his mood better while Andrew stands straight lost in his thoughts.
"On your knees," I command him and he looks at me in annoyance but I point towards Cyrus and he has no choice but to do what I have commanded.
Great, it's fun.
Now Daddy will get on his knees. Just by saying a father, he won't become his father, he needs to do the things that make him happy too in order to ask for his right on him.
He gets on his knees and I smirk smugly and then put Cyrus on his back. Definitely, his father is strong but him being on his knees gives me a kind of satisfaction as though I won over him or I am domineering at him.
"Come on, horse move," I say sharply to him and I hear him groaning in dissatisfaction adding to my satisfaction and pleasingly I sit on the sofa watching him struggling with Cyrus.
Ha ... Ha ...
It's a fun sight to watch, Since I have arrived here I would say this is the only sight that made me laugh out quite loudly and leave me with teary eyes too.
When I am able to compose myself I realize that I had been getting stared at by Andrew and I immediately sober up. His eyes don't show anger but something else that is going to distract me as I quickly look away from him.
"So, Cyrus, you're coming with me?" Andrew asks his eyes fix on me and as Cyrus replies positively, his lips curve triumphantly and only then do I realize that I have pushed myself into the pit.
Before I am able to react, Andrew picks Cyrus in his arms and then shouts loudly in a mocking way, "Bye, Mommy."
DING'
And there they both disappear from my sight leaving me in utter depression and distress.
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RING ... RING ... RING ...
When I return to my room defeatedly, I hear my phone ringing and rush to find it in my bag. Rummaging through the things finally, I am able to get hold of my mobile phone.
"Miss Maria." I greet her politely while her voice comes over anxiously.
"Dear, Tessa. Why haven't you shown up at the shop yet? Are you ok? Is Cyrus fine?"
"Yes, everything is okay Miss Maria. Something happened and now I am in Denver." I reveal and I am sure the revelation drops like a bomb on her as I hear her gasping in disbelief.
"Oh, how come?" She asks, not with curiosity but concern.
I take a deep sigh and tell her the truth at last.
I know this is a great surprise but I need someone to talk to.
"There had been a man here, asking for you." Miss Maria informs me.
"Which man?" I prompt.
"Uhmm... I have no idea, he has sent a card and I think it's for work." She replies.
"Work?" I raise my brow in doubt.
"Oh, Yeah... It's designing, Jewelry I guess. I'll send you the name and the address of the company ok." She says and I nod in agreement.
After exchanging a few more words, I disconnect the call and then check the name and address of the company that Miss Maria has sent to me.
Dazzle Dream
I frown reading the name on the card, there is an address behind it but no Owners name at all.
I quickly search for it on my mobile and as I suspected it's a jewel designing brand but how would someone know about me designing the jewels? I haven't even graduated yet. I left everything after Cyrus was born and nearly forget about my passion for designing jewels.
Without any degree, would anyone allow me to work? No.
But I can't even depend on Andrew all the time.
I need to do something for myself and my son.
My before-depressed mood starts to get better as I start looking for an outfit to wear for my visit to the Dazzle Dream Company.
I don't have any appropriate set of clothes but I can't even go out alone like this. It's been 4 years and I don't think I am now much familiar with Denver.
After picking up my clothes, I decided to prepare lunch for the kids and myself. When I head down to the kitchen I find Miss Celine preparing lunch just like in the old days. I smile politely at her as I start to wear my apron.
"I am going to cook for the kids. Can you ask Miss Martha what Aaron could eat?" I ask Miss Celine and she nods her head politely.
"Chicken broth would be good." Miss Celine informs and I frown badly.
"Broth only?" I ask in doubt.
"Yes," she replies and for a moment I look at her in complete surprise.
Is a broth even considered a food? Cyrus would never drink it in the name of food at all but Cyrus and Aaron are very different from each other and because of Aaron's bad health he is not allowed to eat the foods that kids would love to savor at this age.
Sigh
After preparing lunch, I head to Aaron's room, he is awake and looks quite better.
I spend my time with him, we talk and play, and I realize that Aaron is quite polite and clever, the way he talks and mentions things, he looks knowledgeable too I doubt if he has started his elementary school yet or not.
I keep looking at the clock as the time starts to get longer since Cyrus has gone and also I don't have Andrew's phone number and neither does he bothers to provide me with his number before leaving. He must be enjoying my misery like this.
I talk with Miss Martha briefly about Aaron's health and Aaron's diet and cautions.
I learned that Aaron has a teacher that comes over at home for the homeschooling and also a trainer comes over every week twice to teach him swimming.
Great, that means Aaron is doing physical activities and also putting his mind into his studies which is a good sign.
I feed Aaron chicken broth and I feel amused when he didn't protest or throw tantrum even once. I couldn't help but think about Cyrus's disobedience, he would never drink the broth no matter what, he always needs solid food to eat.
Even when he gets sick, he would ask for pasta and cakes.
A faint smile appears on my lips but looking at such grace and patience in Aaron, it makes me realize that how much I have missed on him and how much I have spoiled Cyrus during this all time.
The slight bitterness covers my heart as I could see that Andrew's upbringing was better than mine.
Sigh.
The whole day has gone and now I am done with dinner too but there is no sign of my careless son at all. How could he forget his mother so quickly? Has Andrew got succeeded in impressing him with his wealth and charm?
A thought that makes my heart skip a beat and anxiously I start pacing back and forth. The clock strikes 5 and all the blood from my body starts to get drain. Why the hell is it taking so long?
