I woke up the next morning having Sander, not in my arms. I panicked and got up from the single bed where we both slept."Sander?" I went to the dining room to see brown-colored bread, made from barley flour with rye, on the table. Then I heard a hissing sound coming from a pan and saw Sander's small back and messy golden hair locks inherited from mine. "Sander..." I called when I found out that he was cooking.My son named Sander stiffened before he turned around and smiled. "Good morning, Mama!" He instantly hugged me.I hugged him so tight and carried him in my arms. "You're cooking for Mama again, little man." I checked what he was cooking and saw that he was cooking some salmon. Upon finding it out, I couldn't help kissing his forehead as I felt a little bad that he was doing this for me. I must be the one who must do this to him but it turned out to be otherwise."I woke up early, Mama, to catch a salmon in the river for our morning meal!" He beamed.I lifted him down and knelt
"There are so many food stalls here, Mama! I can't pick one!" Sander beamed as we came to walk to the seaside and saw some food stalls.I chuckled and held his hand tightly. "How about we go to a nearby restaurant? I am very sure you haven't experienced coming there, have you?"His eyes widened in awe. "Restaurant?" I nodded, caressing his hair. "I would love to!"I fixated on his bowtie and his hat. "There." I cupped his cherub face. "My baby pup grows up so fast. I can't accept it yet," I said, feeling emotional as I gave him some kisses which Sander giggled at."Mama, I want to grow up so I can protect you. I will look for work and I will earn so hard that Mama won't work anymore."That made me teary-eyed. "What did I do to deserve you?" I kissed his forehead. He was such an adorable child. I really don't deserve this pup..."Because I love my Mama. My playmates teased me that you don't love me anymore because Mama is not staying with me for the whole day. But I told them you are w
I was bothered by Sander's words as soon as we headed back home. Even though days had already passed, I could still feel chills down my spine. I didn't get a chance to ask him about it and what the man really looked like.But if what Sander proclaimed that the man looked like my son, could it be... him? He was here?That was impossible for sure. This rural town was far away from where I lived before. It was impossible that he would be able to find me since I never used my maiden surname or his surname.I only used my own name since as a peasant, they don't have any surname. I knew that I was safe because having a name, Seraphina, was a very common name here in the Sowinski Kingdom.But... if Desmond managed to find me, then I must do what it took to hide my son away from him. There was no way that he had a chance to see our son.Never.After he hurt me... After he made me a fool from our marriage...Did he really think that he deserved to know about our son?Absconding from his pack..
"This is our new home, Mama?" Sander asked with his eyes widened in awe.I roamed my eyes around seeing that this new flat I rented was well maintained. I was glad that I found a caring landlady who was so accommodating to her tenants, unlike the landlady where Sander and I stayed before. Her rent was cheap yet it was dilapidated.I only rented there because I wanted to live in a simple flat that would avoid having me found by Desmond. But I was glad that I found a flat that would fit in my budget for my wage of being a seamstress and my workplace was two blocks away from our new flat.I looked at Sander and gently caressed his hair. "Yes, little man. This is our new home with no annoying neighbors," I said.He giggled when I gently pinched his nose. "Can I go out while you are away, Mama?" he asked. "I saw a river that isn't far away from here."I chuckled. Sander would always love going to rivers and going to hunt some salmon. "As long as you are not going anywhere aside from that r
"Mama, please take care."I kissed Sander on his forehead. "Yes. Continue to write them, alright? Then, we will proceed to the next lesson once I go home. Be a good boy here, Sander."Since we already had a new home, I already introduced Sander to studying more by reading and writing. Though I couldn't say that I had knowledge about it, I only thought about what I thought would be convenient for my son while I was away.The education here was only favorable to all the nobles. It was a good thing that Desmond had made me study lessons when we were still getting to know each other. At that time I was still wary of him but still, I accepted the education he bestowed on me since he insisted. It was the time he knew that I couldn't read and write.It was very helpful for me and thanks to that, I could pass my knowledge to Sander.I went to the tailor shop early this morning. I even got to meet Niscia along the way."I hope Madam Ibanez is not here yet," I said when we went to our workstati
"You must be..." Desmond paused, acting like he wanted to know my name.I froze to my ground, unable to speak. Shivers kept coming, seeing his stare piercing me. Talk, Seraphina! Talk!"I—""Her name is Seraphina, one of my seamstresses. She will be the one taking your measurement, Lord Verlice," Madam Ibanez answered.I inhaled almost sharply when I heard Madam Ibanez say Lord Verlice. I almost pinched myself for failing to hear the surname, Verlice. How could I ignore it at all times?Verlice surname was only owned by Desmond himself. The devil in disguise!"I see. Seraphina, it is..." I snapped back, feeling my heart was about to explode as I faced my mate I rejected who was also my former husband. I felt shivers down my spine when he mentioned my name as if he was tasting it, wanting to see if it was according to his taste or not.I could feel my hands fidgeting right now when I came to see Oakley, one of his Betas, who was settling beside him. Our eyes met but he didn't react tha
"A week before the party. I am hoping it will be finished.""Of course, my lord. I shall pay heed to that."I sighed in relief when it seemed that Desmond wasn't rushing to finish his tuxedo. But that didn't mean that Madam Ibanez would allow us not to have overtime work again. She would rush us for certain to finish it as soon as possible just as she would always do to us.Then, she wouldn't even dare to pay our overtime working hours."One more thing."I glanced at Desmond when he spoke. His eyes were focused on Madam Ibanez as if he was trying to charm her. I scoffed silently. That's right... That was how you charmed the courtesan and Hazel, didn't you? That suddenly made me feel bitter as I remembered the past.I suddenly wanted to get away from this place."Yes, my lord? What is it?""I need a dress that I need to bestow to someone special to me."I simply took the macaroon and ate it, not minding what they were talking about but I felt my stomach churning upside down for some re
Things had gotten busier as soon as we had more clients than usual. That was also a time we had to take shifts and have overtime work as well.I came home late again and saw on the table that Sander prepared for my supper. Sighing, I leaned on my seat, trying to relax as I thought about this week. I really had not enough rest and had no time to spend with my son again."I need to change my job..." I murmured while leaning to the window as I silently heard the soft croak of the crickets.I glanced at my hands. I used to be good in combat for living as a rogue before. And now, I couldn't even dare to bring myself to hurt other people just to survive. It was all different now because I had a son.I wouldn't resort to violence just to survive. Though Sander and I were still considered rogues, my life from before was indeed different right now.For the rest of seven years, I worked here at Madam Ibanez's tailoring shop. There was a time when I had come to the point that I put my son in the