In Love With My Billionaire Student

please hug me

Samantha's POV CONTINUES.

Looking at my daughter, brought so much tears to my eyes. She wouldn't even let me touch her, she kept moving away whenever I try getting close to her, she just holds on tight to Mary, who was filled with tears.

"Hey Whit, she is your mother". Mary reminds her, between tears, and she had to bring out an image from her side, it was in a frame, a little glass frame, it looked hand made. she seem to carry it everywhere she goes. She was looking at the image and looking at me, I think to confirm that it is really me, then I heard her tiny voice.

"It is you. So you are alive? She asked, and I opened my eyes wide, wondering if she wanted me dead, or she was told that I was dead. She seem to get the question, so she clarified me, by slamming me, some more.

You are alive, you live in a place like this with your boyfriend and you abandoned me? Now I get her question, I shook my head to speak, so that she understands that she is mistaken, but she wouldn't let me, she raised her hand to shut me up, then she raised her top to show me.

Look at this, he did it to me, because I cried all through the night just looking at your picture". I stared at the bruises on her body and I cried silently.

"I am sorry". I whispered, but that seem to trigger her some more.

"You are sorry? Sorry doesn't make it alright. You left me, that is not what a mother does". She wouldn't stop crying and it made me feel very bad for her, I just cannot wait for her to let me speak, because keeping quiet, was making all she was saying true.

Mary noticed that I wanted to speak, but she wasn't letting me, so she tried to help me interfere, but I stopped her, I wanted to watch my daughter express her emotions, if that will make her feel alright. She soon stopped talking, and started sobbing, which was when I moved close to her, to console her, but she pushed me aside again.

"Don't touch me, you are not my mother! of all the things she had been saying, none had hurt me, the way, telling me I am not her mother, had hurt me.

"Please don't say that Whitney dear, you should know by now, that I never wanted to leave you, I was literally pushed out of the house by your father, he didn't give me a penny, the sort of marriage we had, didn't allow me fight for anything. I wanted to fight to get you, but I was accused of having an affair with someone, therefore, the court couldn't give me custody of you, plus I didn't have any money, how was i supposed to take care of you? So I had to trust that he would treat you better so that I could go away, work hard then when I come back, I will be able to fight to get you back". I guess she was listening to me, because she was looking at me, while Mary wasn't making it easier, she was all in tears.

"So what changed now? You think you have made the money now?

So were you really having an affair with your students? She asked me. I opened my mouth to speak, she raised her hand to stop me, then she added.

And don't lie to me". I nodded, and started speaking.

"No dear child. He was just a student, and a minor at the time, I couldn't do such? I guess the speculations was as a result of my closeness to him. You see, he is an orphan, he didn't have anyone, and his profile says he is admitted to the school on scholarship, he was bullied a lot, everyone laughed at him, so I had to make him more relaxed, by being a friend to him. He shares my lunch with me, and I buy him clothes sometimes". Silence eluded us, and I could hear the heartbeat of everyone, before she asked again.

"So how did he become all this? She used her hand to express how big, a place she is looking at.

"He also lied to us all". I answered, and she raised a brow, and asked immediately.

"About being an orphan? She seem very inquisitive.

"No, about being poor, about being in the school on scholarship. We didn't know, he just wanted to complete his studies, so that he could take over the Apple empire". I know she will ask more questions, and I was prepared to answer all of it, just seeing her speak with me, was a dream come true.

"So, if you are certain, that you didn't have an affair with him, how then, did you find yourself here?

She asked, and I smiles.

"I just got here hours ago. I don't live here. Your father tried to kill me, so he reached out, to help me, I know he might be trying to hurt you again, for he showed me a picture of what he did to you and what he will do to you, so I begged Craig, to help bring you to me by all means". She wanted to ask more questions, but I guess, she doesn't know how to start with the questions, so I raised my hand this time to stop her from talking, I moved closer to her and our eyes locked with each other.

Please, give me a hug". I begged, and she jumped on me.

I am very sorry, I will fight, with everything I have, to have you with me".

"I am not going back home mom, he is going to hurt me, the police doesn't believe me, he lies to them, and because of his status, they believe him over me. He lies that I tripped and fell, and that is how I got myself injured, and they believe him over me". My heart was aching, with what she was was saying, but it was not going to help, showing so much emotions. This is a time, to be strong for her.

"Kidnapping you and aunt Mary will still not help us, which is why, we are going to work together, so that there could be evidence, that we will use, to prove to the world, that everything that is being said, is true". While talking, I was already getting brilliant ideas in my head, and I just cannot wait for Craig to be back, so that I could share them with him, as if he read my mind, there was a knock at the door of his chamber, before he opened it.

"They need to be taken back now. Edward will soon be back home, if he doesn't find them, he will raise an alarm". He says. I wish I could have more time with her. She was in tears, and so was I.

Craig as usual, wanted to make us feel better, he bent down to be on the same level with my daughter.

Whitney, very very soon, you will be with your mother, and you will have a better life, but we cannot do it like this, and your father doesn't need to know. I will give you something, which you will hang in your room and in the living room, if he hits you again, allow him, just call me on this number, and I will come get it. If we have evidence, your father won't be able to hurt you again". She collected the number and the little video recorder from him, and place it behind the little frame, which holds her mother's picture.

You are a smart child, I know you will do a great job. Craig added, and she hugged him.

"You are a good man, I am sorry about how I spoke to you earlier". Craig only smiles and hugs her even tighter.

please take care of my mummy, you will hear from me soon". She added, and I slide close to her, so that I could kneel too, and hug her.

Some guards walked in and all I could hear over the sobs and hugs was.

"It's time! Before I could object, Whitney and Mary were taken away from me, but I was happy, for I know my daughter is smart, and she would do a fine job. I watch them get into a sport car, and off they go.