Chapter 2 Trust Fund

When Mr Martins arrived home, there was no one in the living room. Butler Bruce told him that Mrs Martins was in their bedroom. He walked to his bedroom to check on his wife. His wife was sitting on the sofa reading the fashion magazine.

She looked at her husband and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to see me anymore? What are you doing here?"

Her husband sat next to her smiling. He tried to hug her, but she pushed him off. Her husband wasn't angry at her and replied, "Sweetheart, let's stop fighting. I promised I would find a nanny for our little dumpling."

His wife sneered, "August, I told you that I didn't want to be involved in your daughter's life. Please spare me the details. What I want to see is the nanny. That's all. Don't ask me to bathe or to feed her because I hate her. She destroyed our love."

August was taken aback when he heard his wife's words and said, "My love, hate is a strong word. Our daughter didn't destroy our love but lies destroyed our love.

When I fell in love with you, I didn't care about the kids, but you promised me to give me a lot of children. How would you feel if I failed to keep the promises, I made to you?

I promised to marry only you in my lifetime. Please don't provoke me because I might go back on my word."

Elizabeth looked at him and said, "August, there is one thing that you are forgetting, this is my body and I have a right to keep or abort the baby."

August sneered, "Elizabeth, I told you that I don't care anymore. So, it is up to you to keep or to abort the baby. However, I will not keep a murderer in my house. If you can kill your own flesh and blood, how can I trust you with my life?

Let me tell you a secret. I have changed my will. If I die before I reach eighty, all my assets will be donated to charities. You will not get even a cent."

Then he walked to his study room and came back with his will. He handed over the signed will to his wife. Elizabeth couldn't believe her eyes. She was dumbfounded.

Should her husband pass away before he reached eighty, she would become penniless. Her husband smiled and said, "Don't worry about my funeral, my daughter will bury me."

It was clear to Elizabeth that the trust relationship was broken. They became strangers. She felt deep sadness in her heart and asked, "How about your son, Aiden? Why didn't you leave anything for him?"

Her husband looked at her and replied, "I didn't leave anything for my daughter either, but I don't hear you asking about her share. I have opened a trust fund for them, and I put my lawyer as their guardian."

Elizabeth was dumbfounded. She felt that their marriage was over. Who could she blame but herself? Then her husband left their bedroom smiling.

Mr Martins went to the playroom to see his son, Aiden. He was alone playing with his toys. His eyes lit up when he saw his father. He ran to him and jumped into his arms. His father smiled broadly and kissed him on top of his head.

He sat down on the floor with him in his arms and asked, "What are you playing, Son?"

Aiden smiled shyly at his father and replied, "Daddy, I am not playing, I am a pilot. I am sending the passengers to the North Pole to see Santa."

His father laughed out loud and said, "Son, great job. Santa will be very happy to see them."

Aiden was very happy to hear his father praising him. He took the Dinosaur puzzle and said, "Daddy, let's put this puzzle together." His father smiled and nodded his head.

Then they started assembling the puzzle. Aiden was grinning from ear to ear to have his father to himself. They spent hours together.

At 6 pm, Butler Bruce informed Mr Martins that dinner was served. Then Mr Martins picked up his son, they walked to the bathroom to wash their hands, then they headed down to the dining room to eat. Mrs Martins was waiting for them in the dining room.

Aiden smiled brightly when he saw his mother and said, "Mommy, I am so happy, Daddy played with me today for a long time." His mother smiled at her son and replied, "I am so happy for you too."

Aiden kissed his mother and touched the baby bump and asked, "Mommy, is my baby sister coming soon?" His mother nodded her head then she kissed him on the forehead.

His father put food on his son's plate, then he looked at his wife and said, "Sweetheart, let me help you. What do you want to eat?"

However, his wife just ignored him. She then took her plate and dished for herself. The atmosphere became awkward.

Aiden looked at his father and his mother puzzled. When he saw his father's sadness, he held his father's hand. His father looked at him and smiled.

Aiden smiled back at his father. He noticed that lately, his mother was always angry. He tried by all means to play far away from her.

After dinner, August tried to help his wife, but she slapped his hands away. She looked at him annoyed and said, "August, stop suffocating me. Leave me alone. Why are you always in my face?"

August was taken aback by his wife's words and replied, "I am sorry my love, it was not my intention to upset you."

Then he took his son in his arms and walked to the living room to watch television. The living room was lavishly decorated with Christmas ornaments. The Christmas tree gave the living room an elegant touch of soft red, white, and gold accent. There were presents under the tree.

Aiden couldn't wait to open his presents. He looked at his father and asked, "Daddy, when are we opening our gifts?" His father brushed his son's head and replied, "On Christmas day, Son."

Aiden nodded his little head, and then he walked to the tree and sat down, and touched the gifts with his little hand.

His father felt sorry for him, then he said, "Son, why don't you open a gift that I bought for you tonight, then tomorrow we will open the gift from Santa?" Aiden was over the moon. His father gave him a big beautifully wrapped gift box.

Aiden was grinning from ear to ear, and then he quickly opened the gift box. Sitting in a box was a red Schwinn Roadster 12-Inch Trike. His father helped him to take it out of the box.

Aiden sat on his trike and pressed the bell. His father let him play with his tricycle in the living room for a few minutes, and then his nanny told him that it was time to take a bath.

He reluctantly left his trike and went with his nanny. Mr Martins had bought gifts for everyone in the house. Also, he bought gifts for Pastor Basil's family and for His Miracle Orphanage's staff and children.