CHAPTER TEN

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ANTHONY'S POV: Jessica always seems to find a way to piss me off. First, she made an unannounced appearance at the office yesterday and now she has to follow me all the way back home. She's always using Beverly as an excuse to come to the house, knowing fully well that I and her cannot and will never be back together. I angrily returned back to my room and decided to lay on my bed to ease the growing palpitations in my head but then again, my eyes shifted to the clothes that has been spread on the couch.. I tried searching through my head to recollect the memory of exactly what happened yesterday but I just couldn't. I definitely drank alot. Since I couldn't think of anything, Atleast I should pack the clothes and take them to the hamper. But then, I felt the clothes are a bit wet, but how ?, I wonder. wait, what actually happened yesterday?.. I stood still with the clothes in my hands trying my best to fully recap what had happened yesterday. "I remember meeting Miss Natasha in the living room and helping me go upstairs. She was almost begging me to go into my room. It is at this moment that I realized that I messed up. I think Miss Natasha was only trying to help me get into my room. "f**k, f**k, f**k Anthony, you f****d up"..I whispered. You've disgraced yourself Anthony What was the drama that I've just displayed a while ago? I recall her, telling me to go to my room, She only wanted to help but I have misunderstood her completely and also shutting her down in the process. Anthony you are such an ass, I scold myself. Fuck, I just have to clear my head and sleeping is the best solution to my problems right now. When I wake up, I will have a clear mind and think of what to do. I was about to lay down but when I remembered that Jessica is around and will stop at nothing to sneak into my room, I jumped out of bed to quickly lock the door. As I aid quiet, memories of Jessica in bed with someone else begins to flash itself back into my head. She should be grateful that I gave her the leverage to come visit our daughter whenever she chooses to because I don't want to be that wicked Dad that separates a mother from her daughter. Even after gaining Beverly's custody, I still think it is only right she connects with her mum and don't want her to grow up one day and see me like a wicked Dad and blame me for creating a boundary between she and her Mum. but It only seems like Jessica has another motive for always bringing herself to my home which is beginning to make me regret my decisions. NATASHA'S POV: "Hello Mum, how are you and Adrian doing?"....I talk to my mum over the phone. "How is Adrian?...How did it go with the consultation today?" I added again. " The Cardiologist said for now, he should continue with his medications. Then after two months, it will be decided if a catheterization or surgery will be carried out"....She informed. I painfully sigh.. "Hopefully, by then we will be able to get the money for the procedure".....I said. "I pray so"...she affirmed. Adrian was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. The doctors said there is a hole in his heart and the condition allows oxygen- rich blood and oxygen - poor blood to mix together. And since then, the poor boy has been living under routine medications. "Hope there is no any other problems?"...I asked with concern. "No problem Natasha, Don't worry too much about us. okay?"....with all honesty, I care so much about them because they are all I have. And it is my responsibility to take care of them. "Talk to you tomorrow" I said. After ending the call, I was about to go upstairs to look for Beverly , it is evening already and time to take her bath when I bumped into Miss Jessica. She is wearing a see through White gown revealing her entire breast, well except for the n****e. "So, because I am around, you expect me to do your job for you. right?" she asked with a smug look on her face. I don't even know what she meant by that statement. "Are you not suppose to bath Beverly by now?"....she asked, sounding as if I am not doing my work well. "Yes ma, that is what I am about to go do ma'am"...I replied back with so much confidence. I won't allow her to bully me whenever she feels like it. "I'm I sensing an iota of rudeness in your statement just now?" she asked moving towards me in an intimating manner. "No ma'am, I am not. this is actually the time I bath Beverly. Please can I go bath Beverly?".....I asked as I move away from her. I left her in the kitchen and I walked upstairs in search of Beverly. She is trying to belittle me and I don't like that. "Little Beverly?"...I called her as I walked into her room. There I found her, busy watching her iPad as usual on her bed. She turned her face immediately she saw me.. "Miss Natasha, will you bath me pleash?....she asked looking almost as if she will burst into tears at any moment. "Of course my baby, why won't I bath you?"....I said as I cuddled her. "I don't want Mummy to bath me"...I looked at her confused. "but why, Little Beverly?"....I asked. "Mummy is not nice to me, she is mean"'....she raised her head from my bosom and looked at me with so much sadness. It broke my heart that I can read a deep wave of emotions from this little girls eye. I can't believe that anybody can be mean to this beautiful soul especially coming from her mum. "Don't worry little Beverly, I am here to do just that" I replied which eased up her face almost immediately. I carried her to the bathroom to bath her after which we walk down to the kitchen to eat dinner and thank God, we didn't get to see any sign of Miss Jessica. "She gave her Magical seed and said 'plant it in your garden and your problem will be solved' I read to her her bedtime stories. "Beverly?, are you sleeping already" I smiled. This has always been the case, it just few minutes into the story and she is sleeping already. we always take almost like three days before completely a story. I made her comfortable and covered her with her quilt and went out of the room but not before kissing her good night. I also have to go to bed too, I am tired. it has been such a long day but first, I have to go tidy up the kitchen. Mr Anthony hasn't come down since afternoon, he must be sleeping all through.
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