Taming Demi's Mom (ONGOING)

Chapter 31

{LIAM}

VICTORIA and Demi were out of the mansion. Demi wanted to go shopping with her mom. They left early this morning. Victoria didn't invite me to join them. It hurts a bit because I really wanted to spend time with them. But it's okay. I can't blame Victoria if she doesn't want me to come along.

I entered their room. This room used to be our bedroom when we were newlyweds. Everything in this room was according to Victoria's preferences. I couldn't help but smile as I recalled our happy memories in this room, especially that night when we became one, the reason why we have Demi now.

How I wish I could share this room with both of them, but I understand my current limitations. I need to be patient. I believe that moment will come, sooner or later. I know that Victoria will open her heart to me once again. She fell in love with me before, and there's a high chance she'll feel it again.

I paused in front of the large drawer and noticed a vase with withered yellow tulips. I took the tulips and left the room. I headed to the trash bin in the dining area to dispose of them and then looked for Sabel. I must replace those withered flowers with a new, fresh one.

I found her watching TV in the living room. I approached her immediately.

"Sabel," I called her name, and she turned to look at me.

"Can I ask you to do something for me? I'd like you to buy lavender flowers for me," I requested to her.

She stood up promptly and turned off the TV. "Sure, Sir Liam," she said with a smile.

"Maybe, Sir, you're giving that to Ma'am Victoria," she teased me, making me smile broadly.

"How did you know?" I asked her.

I reached into my pocket, took out my wallet, and handed one of my credit cards to Sabel.

"Well, whenever I think of violet, I immediately think of Ma'am Victoria. She's the only one I know who loves that color so much," she replied.

I nodded. "Alright, take care," I told her, and she left the mansion to follow my instructions.

I GAZED at Victoria's back. She was seated on one of the elegant chairs on the veranda, looking into the distance. Demi, on the other hand, had already fallen asleep in their room. The surroundings were dark, and the night sky was filled with stars. The night breeze was pretty cold.

My hand clenched into a fist. It felt like my heart was being repeatedly stabbed with pain. After learning everything from the past week, I am trying to resist my emotions. I comfort myself with the hope that there is still a chance for me and Victoria.

I don't know what I'm feeling. Jealousy? Anger? Guilt? It seems like all these emotions are mixing inside me. Despite many days passing and Victoria still being here under our mansion, I can't find peace. I can't forget everything I've learned.

Perhaps guilt is the predominant emotion among what I feel. I'm guilty about them. But is it wrong if now I choose to be selfish with Victoria? I want her only for myself. I know what I did before and what I'm doing now is wrong, but as long as it makes Victoria stay with me, I don't care anymore.

I slowly approach her, trying to calm my emotions. I need to talk to her. There are so many things I wanted to tell her, and I want her to know that I want to fix our broken marriage. I shouldn't waste any more time.

"Can I talk to you?" I ask when I was already in front of her. She lifts her gaze and smiles at me, but her eyes tell a different story. I'm not blind not to see it.

"About what?" she asks.

I pull one of the elegant chair and sit facing her, with only a small table between us.

I look straight into her eyes. "I wanted to talk about us," I say directly.

She averts her gaze. "What else is there to talk about between us?" Her tone is cold, adding to the unease I feel.

I slowly took one of her hands and held it with both of mine. She didn't withdraw her hand, just looking at our clasped hands.

"I wanted to say sorry to you for all the wrongs I have done to you in the past. I want you to know that I regret the mistakes I made against you," I sincerely told her.

Finally, she looked into my eyes again, but this time, there was a trace of pain. Quickly, she withdrew her hand. Soon, tears started to fall from her eyes, alarming me. I immediately approached her, kneeling in front of her.

"You're telling me you're sorry, but you don't even know why I left. You're not telling me the reason, and you're saying sorry! Why? Do you even know why I left? Did you plan to lay it all out for me? Because that's what I see now!" she retorted. Her voice was now trembling with emotion.

I don't like seeing her cry because of me. It hurts me even more. I took both of her hands and brought them close to my lips. I couldn't hold back my tears any longer.

"I can't tell you all the reasons now. But I just wanted you to know that I love you deeply, contrary to what you heard that night," I said.

I held both of her cheeks. "Please trust me. You have to trust me. Victoria, look at me," I added, and she finally looked at me.

"Please, give us another second chance. We're still legally married, right? We promised each other, and now that we have our daughter, let's fix everything. I'll forget your past, and you'll forget our past. Let me correct my mistakes," I pleaded with her.

She fell silent. I rested my forehead against hers, closing my eyes. My heart pounded loudly as I waited for her response. Her every little action seemed to convey that there might still be a chance for us, despite having Jackson in her life. If she rejected me tonight, that was okay because there was still tomorrow.

I would beg every day for her to mend our marriage. I wouldn't tire of asking and pleading. Call me desperate. I didn't care if it was for Victoria. If this is what it takes to make her stay with me, I'm willing. I can't bear losing them again. I'm ready to take the risk of being with them.

"I don't know, Liam," she whispered weakly. I could feel her breath on my face.

I opened my eyes. Her eyes were tightly closed. My gaze dropped to her rosy lips. Have Jackson's lips already touched hers? f**k it! Just thinking about it made me want to explode with jealousy. Why does Jackson always come to mind like a mushroom? Of all people, why does it have to be Jackson? Clearly, I'm no match for him.

I pulled my forehead away from hers. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to claim those lips. They were supposed to be only mine. But instead, I ended up kissing her left cheek as tears fell from my eyes.

I slowly stood up. "I'll wait for the time when you're ready to start life with me again," a smile played on my lips as I said it to her, despite my teary eyes.

She opened her eyes.

"Go to sleep. It's cold out here, and our daughter might wake up alone," I added as she remained silent.

She stood up and went inside ahead of me. She left me without saying anything, and the feeling of it was like killing me. I watched her back as she walked away. When she disappeared from my sight, that's when I totally cried my heart out in pain. I tried to suppress the sounds of my cries. I placed both my hands on the table to support my balance because I'm losing it. My chest felt so heavy.

This was my first attempt to reconcile with her. I knew there was a possibility she'd reject me. I thought I was ready, but it still hurts so much when I'm in the actual situation.

Does she really love Jackson? Then why would she come back to me? I forcefully closed my eyes. I could feel my lips trembling and I can't stop it.

You need to accept everything, Liam. It's your fault that you're in this situation. So, I must endure this pain. This is nothing compared to the pain I caused her.

I'm just starting. I shouldn't give up right now. This pain that I am feeling will be worth it as soon as Victoria accepts me again into her life as her husband. I can handle this pain, I know myself. It would hurt me more if I didn't do anything to make her stay and then lost her.