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THE UNWANTED EX-HUSBAND [75]
BEATRICE:"Beatrice. What's wrong?" Drake asked on the other side of the line. "Why did you suddenly go silent?"The hair of my back stood as my heart raced wildly against my ribcage.What if a thief was able to enter the house? "N-Nothing," I retorted, but I was not able to hide the fear in my voice which my ex-husband was able to detect."I don't think it's nothing, Beatrice. Tell me if there's something wrong."Tiptoeing, I silently checked the doors if they were locked. They were as well as the windows of the room."N-Nothing.""I swear, Beatrice. If you don't answer me right now, I will go there and see for myself what's wrong."I craned my neck to check if there were some noises, but found none. Maybe I was only imagining things? What if there was no burglar here? Perhaps I was only paranoid after all the stress that I felt this week?"Beatrice. You're testing my patience.""I...I think someone trespassed the house. But worry not. Maybe I am only imagining it, okay? You don't h
THE UNWANTED EX-HUSBAND [76]
BEATRICE:I may hate my ex-husband right now, but as of the moment, I just wanted him to come here and save me from whoever was trying to enter. My heart was screaming for his presence and not anyone else.What about his woman?I closed my eyes momentarily and opened them again, wanting to forget about that woman. Not now. “Beatrice. I’m going there. You have to hang on, okay?” I could hear his panic on the other side of the line. Who would have thought that the calmest person I knew would panic like this? And who would have thought that his voice would be this soothing which I usually found irritating on some special occasions? I tasted bile on my throat as I waited for the burglar to enter the room while preparing myself for the worst thing to happen. Whatever happens, no matter what will happen to me, I will protect my son."Beatrice. Are you still in there?" he asked, his voice already coated with panic. "Damn it. You have to speak if you don’t want me to tell the driver to ma
THE UNWANTED EX-HUSBAND [77]
BEATRICE: My ex-husband’s voice seemed genuine and his words were able to reach my heart. He leaned his forehead against mine, while breathing deeply. I was not the only one who was shivering. He was too. He was also shaken at the events. Was it true that he did not want us to be in danger? That he did not want us to leave? I wondered if this man was not persistent and did not call me what would happen to me and Grayson? You could call Josh or Christina, the other part of my mind exclaimed. As embarrassing as it may sound, I did not remember Christina or Josh earlier. My mind was screaming my ex-husband's name which I did not understand at all. I did not usually rely on anyone especially after he divorced me, except Christina, but with Drake here, it felt…right. “Nothing will happen to us,” I answered, giving him an assurance. Maybe he also needed an assurance. “I hope so, Beatrice, because if that bastard ever succeeds in hurting both of you, I am willing to stay i
THE UNWANTED EX-HUSBAND [78]
BEATRICE:“This is not a dream,” I whispered and brushed the side of Grayson's cheeks. I wished they were. I wished this would not bring any trauma and would still allow me to sleep peacefully at night beside my son. “When you wake up, your Dad is still here.” With us. The question was, until when? How long will he be with us? Grayson pinched both of my cheeks. “I believe you, Mommy. Good night, Mommy. Good night, Daddy,” he said and closed his eyes leaving me and Drake. A couple of minutes and Grayson was already snoring. Glancing at my side, Drake was staring at the ceiling, wide awake, without any idea what he was thinking at all. Did he like staying here with us? Of course he did. Remember how he rushed here just to save you and Grayson from danger even at this hour? That’s how important we are to him. Don't you think it's high time to give him the benefit of the doubt, Beatrice? It's not that easy. “Do you want me to turn off the light?” Drake asked all of a sudden, when
THE UNWANTED EX-HUSBAND [79]
BEATRICE:I stared at the two in disbelief as I tried to understand what was going on. Wait. Did I miss something? Josh never informed me that he would be visiting me in the morning. So why?“Josh?” I asked while my brows formed a straight line. “What are you doing here?”How did you get my address? I tried to recall if I did give him my address, but did not remember anything like that. Or perhaps I only forgot about it? Sometimes, I was quite forgetful. The man automatically stood hearing his name while bringing a bouquet of flowers with him. He sauntered towards me and closed the distance between us while Drake was sitting at the coach, but was wearing a deep scowl on his forehead. I was as confused as him, too!“Little One. Are you okay? I was deeply worried.”My lips parted as Josh checked my body, as if he was looking for some wounds. “Why won't I be okay?”“A burglar broke last night,” he commented. “The moment I came here, I automatically rushed here. Why did you not call m
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BEATRICE:Oh, no. This was not getting good. I wished I had stepped in earlier to stop Drake and Josh’s banter. "I don't think we need to go to that area. If I hear you two fight because of me, you might hide yourselves and never bother seeing me again. I don't like it at all when people fight over me. I'm not worth it," I insisted, both giving the two a stern look.Josh smiled and put both of hands around my shoulders. His hands were light. "Of course that won't happen at all, Little One. No one will fight if you don't like it all. I will do anything for you, Little One. Anything you like."Drake scoffed while his eyes were glued on Josh’s hands on my shoulders. I slowly removed them on my shoulders not because of Drake’s glare, but because I did not want the two to fight. They will fight because of you. Don't you find it romantic, Beatrice. I mean, back then, you're the only one who was chasing your ex-husband's feelings, but now, two men are pursuing you. Sooo romantic, the othe
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BEATRICE:The two men stared at each other then returned the gaze towards me while I waited for their statement. While waiting for their answers, I craned my neck from side to side. I was tired even though I had only just woken up. “We will not fight if you don’t like it, Little One,” Josh declared. “We will not do anything that would upset you, okay? I’m sorry if our constant bickering upset you. Please forgive us for our immature behavior. We should be doing better since you’re still traumatized by what happened to you.”As usual, Josh was the understanding type. Unlike my ex-husband who did not grow up. I heaved a sigh. “I hope you will be honoring your promise, Josh. And now, would you please go now? You two, please? You’ve been here for so long.”I want to have some alone time with myself and fetch Grayson at school. With the two men here, I did not think I would be able to do that.Josh stood. “Alright. We will be going now.”Drake’s forehead knotted as he lifted his gaze an
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BEATRICE:My lips parted as I stared at Christina, then shook my head a couple of times. "You're not going to tell my brother, Chrstina even if he is your husband. You promised me."Everette and the rest of my siblings should not know about me and Grayson. They just could not know. What would Mom do if she found out I contacted them? Mom never treated anyone as a family member as long as you did something wrong in her eyes. Christina's expression softened. "Don't you think six years is already too long for punishing your siblings? Beatrice. Please. You have to tell them already."Punishing? Was that how it looked to her? I cut ties with them because I was punishing them? Why would I punish my beloved siblings when in fact my heart was calling for them? There was never a day that passed by without me thinking if they were fine or not. My heart was yearning for them. If only…"You’re wrong. I'm not punishing them. I am merely following the family traditions. I don't want them to be pu
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