Chapter 216 Accept The Fate
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With trembling legs and a thumping heart, I made my way back inside the hospital all drenched from the rain, my body shivered violently not from the coldness but the effect of Andrew's lips on me and his warm touch on my body. My skin still burns where he had touched me. God, I never knew I would surrender to his touch so easily. How could I be so weak in front of him, how?
After what he had done to me, how would I be getting aroused by him, how would I be literally dying to be with him? No, I shouldn't be.
This is wrong, everything is wrong.
I and Andrew could never become one, no chance.
I will never give him the satisfaction of having me under him. Never.
No matter what the result will come I will never opt for the other option, I will never allow him to touch me and give me his seed. He had already destroyed the life of mine and my Cyrus and now I am not in favor to destroy the life of any other innocent soul.
"Mommy." Cyrus shouts cheerfully as he looks at me approaching and then moves his eyes on my face anxiously, "Are you crying, Mommy?" He asks and I immediately wipe my eyes not wanting him to see me in a miserable state.
"No, Mommy is absolutely fine." I tell him with a smile on my face and then look at the bandage in his hand, "Does it hurt you?" I ask him in concern.
"Just a little. But I am a big brother now, so I have to be strong." He says while puffing his small chest out with pride and I chuckle at his childish act. Finally, my mood getting better with Cyrus but where's Aaron.
Just when I am thinking of him, I hear Cyrus exclaiming, "Aaron. Did the doctor put a needle in you too?" Cyrus asks him worriedly and then with his small legs he gets off the bed and walks toward him.
Aaron is in the arms of Andrew and Cyrus reaches near Andrew's torso, as he was only able to touch Aaron's feet.
"Don't worry, I am here. I will save you." Cyrus says as a big boy and then pat his legs in assurance while I try hard to stifle my laugh. What happens to Cyrus, now?
Since when he has started considering himself as an elder brother?
But, it's a peaceful sight to watch, Cyrus, caring for Aaron and being responsible for him.
But, what will happen later when I will take him away from Aaron forever?
That thought brings a small ache back in my heart that starts to make me uneasy.
When we left the hospital, the rain had completely stopped. The first visit to the hospital is quite heavy for me and I wonder what the upcoming visits will bring to me.
It takes a week for the results to come and I am starting to get nervous what if Cyrus's sample won't match Aaron's?
I don't have the heart to destroy another innocent life in order to save Aaron.
I can't give this evil duo of brother and sister another pure soul. I can't.
The rest of the day I spent in a dull mood thinking of all the negative possibilities, but no matter what thoughts occurs in my mind. My decision is firm, I won't sleep with Andrew and neither give him any hope that he is allowed to jump in my bed at any time.
Not any f**king way.
The night is stressful and the walls around me make me suffocate and in search of fresh air, I go to the terrace.
DING
It takes me a few seconds to lift my foot and then step on the terrace. No matter what, I am still not able to walk around here with an easeful heart, the memories from the past keep haunting me in this mansion.
But Alas, bracing myself I finally enter the terrace and then sit on one of the flower beds, in four years not much has changed here. It's the same as before.
The refreshing smells of different kinds of flowers start to relax my soul and leaning back in my place I start taking a few deep breaths.
In ... Out ... In ... Out ...
Gradually, all my worries and negativity start to vanish and I start to feel light and relaxed when someone clears his throat around me making me jump in terror.
"Ahhh..."
I look at Andrew displeasingly and with a neutral yet handsome face he walks towards me, "I think we should continue from where we had left." He says meaningfully while taking a seat beside me and I subconsciously move away from him going to the corner of the flowerbed.
I hear him sigh but ignore it completely.
"I won't touch you, I promise." He raises his right hand to make a promise and I nod my head at him.
Allowing him to begin his conversation.
"I wanted to clear the misunderstanding that you have for me, I..." He pauses looking at me in hesitation, "It was never just sex with you. I had truly accepted you as my wife." He says and then adds, "And still, I consider you as my wife."
BOOM
I couldn't help but sneer at his confession.
Seriously, he can think he can coax me with his words like this, now?
Am I a fool to him?
"Legally, you are my husband, indeed." I begin and his eyes open wide with hope, "Until Aaron's treatment gets done, I hope you remembered that you had agreed to divorce me and allow me and Cyrus to leave this place forever." His brows furrow and his eyes turn dark at my remark.
"Can't you stay?" He asks in a low stressful whisper.
"No." And I refuse him immediately.
"Why?" His voice drops.
"You know why, I can't stay with you... I don't want to be with you." I tell him honestly and he looks hurt by my straightforwardness.
"What if I'll change your mind? Give me a chance, at least." He tries to negotiate and I start to shake my head anxiously, No... Allowing him a chance means the destroying of peace in my life, No.
"No..." I stay firm on my decision.
Why has he become so weird? Before he didn't ask me to stay so then why now? And where was he for four years? If he wanted me to stay with him why he didn't come for me and Cyrus before? Why?
Multiple questions pop into my head but I am not in the mood to ask him about any because I know it's a hopeless situation with him.
"What about Aaron? Would he be able to live without you?" He asks and my heart starts to clench painfully.
My poor child, in all this mess, Aaron is the one who is sacrificing a lot.
"You have kept him in the dark for four years. I am sure you can look for new excuses that will keep him at ease." I tell him logically not showing a single emotion of sadness in my voice or on my face.
"Demand for anything... Anything Tessa, I'll give it to you... Just give up this idea of leaving, please." He starts to look impatient and I look at him in disbelief.
Why does he look so bothered by my decision? Didn't he agree to my conditions in Chicago calmly so now in just a few days what has changed in him?
"Andrew, it's useless to argue on this. I am determined to leave." I tell him in a determined voice and wait for him to scold me or show his anger toward me but to my surprise, Andrew gets on his knees as he hugs my legs tightly and starts blurting out things emotionally.
"We can fix this, I will fix everything... Just give me one chance, just one. This time I'll prove everything wrong. This time I will protect you. I will save my family. I will." I frown badly at his words, nothing touches my heart at all in fact I start to feel disgusted by his pathetic state.
What is wrong with him?
If he really wanted a family, he should have thought about it before betraying me. He is nothing but a puppet to his sister and a puppet could never protect anyone or keeps a family. If his sister, Anna, is listening to him these days that doesn't mean she would approve of us as a family and let us live peacefully.
I have seen the deep hatred in her eyes for me, she could never digest my existence as Andrew's wife. Even if I will agree to stay it would only bring multiple difficulties for us and we would never be able to stay happy as a family at all.
"You weren't able to save us before. How will you save us now? And to save your family you have to fight with your own sister. Do you think you can really do this to her?" I question him as I hold his face and force him to look up at me.
"I will try..." He begins in a low voice and I cut him off immediately. "You can't Andrew. You can't leave your sister and she won't let us live together happily. It's useless to fight. We both know very well that some things could never change. This is our fate, accept this and move on. Just like I have accepted it."
I know fighting, arguments, and sarcasm won't work here as I soften my tone and try to explain him things wisely.
We both had our difficulties and indifference but at one time we both had spent a good blissful time too. Even though it was all my illusion but still I am grateful for that blissful time of my marriage with Andrew.
In a way, God had really approved my Fairytale but it was the people here who tried their best to ruin it and in this way at least I am able to see things wisely by breaking the trance of my fantasy world.
