Chapter 208 Be Strong
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I have been on pins and needles and this father and son duo comes over with so ease that it burns my heart from extreme anger.
I snatch Cyrus from Andrew's hold, he jolts in his sleep but at this moment I don't care at all.
I scurry towards the elevator with Cyrus in my arms, the uneasiness and fear in my heart start to subside when I feel Cyrus's warmth in my arms.
My son.
I put Cyrus on the bed, he is deeply asleep and then intends to lock the door when suddenly the man enters with a livid face and I scowl unhappily.
"You're not welcome here, out." I point towards the door furiously and he raises his brow in amusement.
"This is my home." He says firmly and then sits on the sofa calmly.
F**k, I need to burn this sofa so that he won't be coming here and then sit on it as though he owns me and my son.
"Out," With gritting teeth, I glare at him.
"Come over here, we need to talk." He says calmly.
I am here like a volcano while he stays calm as water.
I narrow my eyes in the challenge, does he think he could order me around like this?
He takes a deep look at me and then shakes his head in defeat. I smirk triumphantly when he stands up from his place to leave the room but out of a sudden, he grabs my wrist and pulls me to him and we both fall on the sofa together.
NO !!!
"Let Me Go," I yell at him as he successfully pins me under him.
"Ssshhh... Cyrus is still sleeping," He reminds me and cautiously I glance at Cyrus.
"I told you, I need to talk if you listen." He says, his eyes looking down at my face meaningfully while I stop struggling under him.
"Fine." After thinking for a moment, I surrender.
"Sure...?" He asks and I warn him furiously, "Andrew..."
KNOCK ... KNOCK ...
Just when we are in between of such intense and furious arguments, the door knocks and the young woman enters with the bags in her hands. Following her, Ron quietly enters with more bags and then Miss Celine.
Wow, is there a party going on in my room?
I glare at Andrew angrily, embarrassed from my current position under him.
All three people's faces flushed when they look at me and Andrew. Andrew shamelessly stay in his place not planning to move while I was throwing daggers at him.
F**king Moron.
The way they all enter quietly, the same way they left.
BOOM
Very calmly, Andrew sits up from me and then moves aside while I stay laid on the sofa staring at him in extreme displeasure.
"Are you getting up or not?" Andrew asks while I was lost in a daze and then embarrassedly I sit up.
"Speak," I demand grumpily.
"I am not liking the way you keep looking for a fight with me," Andrew speaks and I look at him in complete bewilderment.
Me? Fighting? And with him?
"If there is anything bothering you, speak please." Before I am able to lash out my anger at him he continues in a calmer tone and I was forced to swallow back all my unsaid words.
"I don't mean to do any harm to you and my son. If you have still any doubts, please clear them to me." He looks genuinely concerned about my behavior towards him and gradually it calm down my anger towards him.
"I am..." I try to begin but somehow that hesitation and trust issues are still there in my heart for him. I can't trust him and open myself to him. I did it once and he betrayed me I don't want to be betrayed by him again.
"I am just exhausted... I will be careful next time." I change my words wisely. I can't be trusting him, no.
He looks at me for a moment, intensely scanning each emotion on my face while I try hard to not give him anything at all.
He has the ability to look through me but now I won't let him take power over me. I won't.
"I will send the dinner to your room as you look tired." He says and then stands to leave, finally.
"Uhmm... wait..." I stop him as I remember about the company Dream Dazzle, I need to visit it soon.
"When are we going to visit Aaron's doctor?" I ask him.
Once the checkup would be done, I would be at relief, and then I can think about my work also.
"It will take two more days, he isn't in the town," Andrew replies.
"I... I need to go somewhere actually, tomorrow. Can I take Selina with me?" I ask him.
"Selina arrives after 10," He informs and I nod my head. "I would be leaving after 10."
"Can I ask, where?" He asks curiously and I pause for a moment.
Should I tell him the truth or hide it from him? But some way or another I have to tell him about my work at one point. I can't be dependent on him.
"Just asking, if it's in my way I could drop you." He explains.
"Uhmmm... It's related to work. I am planning to look for something to do." I tell him nervously and expected him to inquire for more information but no, surprisingly he wishes me luck, "Well, best of luck, then."
His luck makes me dumbstruck and I couldn't help but stare at him in complete silence.
"Ahh... Thanks." After a moment, when his words hit my brain I thank him and hurriedly escort him out of my room before I will do something else to embarrass myself in front of him.
I take a few deep breaths leaning on the door frame after he leaves. Why is this man is still able to affect me? I shouldn't be getting intimidated by his personality anymore.
But he told me I was trying to pick fights with him, Am I? Really?
*****
The next day before Cyrus wakes up, I quickly go down to prepare the breakfast for kids. Last night was a headache and I was very much exhausted too. I haven't even checked what Andrew had brought for Cyrus but there are many bags which means he has spent a fortune yesterday.
Rich people, for them it would be just a drop in the sea.
Absentmindedly, I walk towards the kitchen in my pajamas when I bump into someone abruptly.
"Ouch..."
"It was your mistake." Before I am able to scold the other person, he opens his mouth defensively and I roll my eyes, displeased.
"Good Morning." Andrew greets me politely and ignoring him I walk past him straight towards the kitchen and wearing my apron, I start to look for the ingredients I need to cook because later I need to get ready and practice for my interview for which I am hell nervous.
It's been a while since I have given interviews or polished my knowledge about Jewels.
"I was thinking..." Behind me, a voice startles me, and the utensil from my hand drops abnormally.
"Ahh..."
"Oh, I didn't mean to scare you." Andrew bends down to pick up the utensil that I had just dropped and just now I have realize that he is all sweaty from his run and how could I miss his muscular arms that are on clear display under his sleeveless top.
Fantastic, gushing over my ex-husband early in the morning.
Not ex. My subconscious yells cheerfully and I roll my eyes inwardly.
STOP
"Are you listening?" Andrew's voice comes over breaking my trance and I blink at him multiple times feeling momentarily disoriented.
"Huh," I look at him cluelessly and he takes a long sigh as he begins again, "I am thinking we all should have breakfast together, today." He says each word with force and at a slow pace so I will be able to get it this time. His deep concern doesn't bloom in my heart in fact it makes me sneer at him.
"All?" I ask suspiciously.
"Cyrus, Aaron, you, Me, and," He pauses and my heart starts to beat faster I know whose name he is going to add further.
"Ann."
BOOM
He takes the devil's name and I couldn't help but look at him in complete disappointment. How could he?
But, again he is a cowardly man, what can he do for us?
But I am surprised how his devious sister hasn't shown up yet to me and Cyrus? How did she let us live in peace for a whole day and that also under the same roof?
"I..." I begin to stutter going out of words, my mind again starts to replay all the incidents of my life.
No... No... No...
Don't be pathetic again. No...
I yell in my mind and there a cold glass is placed on my lips and weakly I take a few sips.
"One day or another, you have to face her. It would be better if it's done today." Andrew says while his hand starts rubbing my back to comfort me.
Why does he always has to put his hands on me, can't keep them to himself?
Bloody Moron.
This both brother and sister are bad fortunes in my life but Alas, I am trapped between them at the moment.
And this time, I won't let his sister control me at all or manipulate me or command me as her slave. This time I won't be their obedient slave but a rebellious prisoner and I'll stand against her if she dares to hurt my child or mistreat us in any way.
This time, I won't let her harm us.
I have to be strong.
