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I went home that afternoon, replaying the scene of Lisa's reaction over and over till I felt a headache grow, and frustration creep in.
A part of me wanted to be convinced that the child might be mine, but another part (the more sensible one) refused to let my hope be raised, because if that happened and I found out Imogen wasn't mine, then the hurt would be too much to handle.
I had to stop this before I got in too deep.
It could have been my imagination. Maybe Lisa wasn't acting off. Or maybe she was, but it had nothing to do with me being with her… niece.
I sighed heavily, just as the car steered into my compound, and a guard moved over to open the door.
“Baby!” Cassie's voice greeted the second I got out.
That was enough to ruin my mood. Especially when I noticed my mother, Kelesky Drane, prancing behind her.
I had to suck in a breath of patience at whatever scene was bound to take place.
“Drex! Look at you, so much more muscle.” Mom laughed, throwing me in a hug. “How are you?”
“Okay.” I kept my voice calm when I asked, “What are you doing here?”
“That's not how I expect to be greeted when we've not seen each other for two years already.”
“You're supposed to be in Australia. Why're you here?”
She frowned, arms crossing over her chest. “You don't sound happy to see me.”
“That doesn't answer the question.”
Her reply was with a sneer, before scoffing loudly. “Alright then, I came here mostly because of my daughter-in-law who has been disturbing me for months that I pay a visit. She wanted the three of us to chat.”
I glared at Cassie, and all she did was smile, rushing over to take my arm.
That was enough to make the frustration in me rise. I was really in no mood for this s**t.
“I'm going to bed.” I moved my hand from her, then started towards my house, but paused when I noticed Cassie following. “Don't even think about it.”
A deep crease formed between her brows, but she didn't look offended and stopped either way, so I left to the building, not surprised that mom followed.
“What the hell was that about?” She scoffed. “That's no way to treat a lady. Especially not your girlfriend.”
“I've told you already mom, Cassie is not my girlfriend, so drop it.”
“Oh please,” she rolled her eyes, “just ‘cause you two probably had some shitty misunderstanding, is no reason to break up.”
“There was no misunderstanding.” I was already getting tired of the conversation. “Cassie and I were never meant to be together in the first place.”
“What's this you're saying? Are you forgetting that your wedding with her was planned for ten years? You loved her like she was the most precious thing, and now you're acting like an asshole?”
My fingers moved to my forehead, squeezing slightly. “I don't want to talk about this any longer.”
“Oh I don't care, but you better get your stuff together, because I'm not getting any younger and I want grandchildren.”
“Keep praying for that, because it's not happening anytime soon. Especially not with ‘her’.” I started up the stairs, and had to bite back cuss words when she followed.
“You're being unreasonable, you know?” She said. “When your father was alive, we used to fight as well. We even fought a few days before our wedding, but see how we ended up. Married and together.”
The fact she used her relationship with my dad as an example made me laugh. I halted, causing her to do the same.
“You two were never happy.” I pointed out. “Every day was one fight or another. You even slept in different rooms more than four times in a week.
“I don't want that kind of relationship.” I stepped forward, taking her shoulders in hand. “Cassie ruined my life. She made me do things I still regret till this day, mom. The last thing that'll ever happen is me getting married to her or worse, bringing children into this world through her.”
Her fists were clenched. “You're acting too childish for your age. But I just got back from a long trip and am exhausted, so we'll continue this discussion tomorrow after I've had a nice sleep.”
I frowned when she continued walking up the stairs. “I hope you don't plan on staying here?”
“Well where else would I go?”
“I'll book a hotel for you. You can stay there for as long as you want.”
She eyed me with disgust. “You really are a jerk, aren't you?”
“Maybe.”
She studied me for a second. “We'll discuss that as well in the morning.”
I didn't bother to reply, and just went straight to my room.
Now don't get it wrong, I loved my mom. But our relationship was just the type best kept long distance.
A really long distance.
I was about to book a place for her to stay, when a message popped on the screen.
From Cassie.
*Play hard to get all you want. You know exactly why we must be together.*
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