“M-Mr. Fitzgerald.” The principal stared at Henry with a nervous smile on his lips.
“Ryle, are you okay?” Henry strode into the office and walked past the man to reach for his son.
“Daddy.” Ryle sniffed, more tears rushing out of his eyes when he saw his father.
“Why are you crying? Are you hurt anywhere?” Henry knelt on the floor, assessing his son’s body to ensure he was unhurt. His anger was simmering within but he kept it at bay. Comforting Ryle and ensuring he was fine was the only thing that mattered for now.
“Daddy.” Ryle wrapped his tiny arms around his father’s neck and Henry patted his back to calm him down.
When Ryle’s sobs died down, Henry got to his feet with Ryle on his arms and he turned towards the insensitive adults in the room. It was the principal and two other women whom he assumed one was the mother of the other child involved in this incident.
“A child is crying and instead of you trying to calm him down, you’re busy questioning my parenting methods?” Henry hissed, glaring at the principal who was sweating profusely.
“Mr. Fitzgerald, t-that’s not it. I can-”
“I don’t want to hear anything from you!” Henry cut the man off before turning to his son.
“Ryle, tell me what happened. Every single detail.” Henry’s voice was gentle as he spoke to Ryle.
Ryle lifted his head, his tiny hands wiping the remaining tears from his face.
“K-Kevin said I had no mommy because I killed her.” Ryle muttered under his breath, a fresh set of tears glimmering in his eyes.
Henry clenched his fists, his fury exacerbating after his son’s statement. His wife, Lauren, had died in childbirth due to some complications and he was forced to tell his curious son that his mother was in heaven.
He never, for once, believed Ryle was the cause for Lauren’s death. His heart broke to see how devastated his son was. Ryle hardly ever cried but when he did, it meant he was deeply hurt.
“But you know that’s not true, Ryle.” Henry comforted his son.
“Then why don’t I have a new mommy? Will I also kill my new mommy?” Ryle’s tears intensified and Henry hugged him closer, wiping his tears away.
“Y-Your son is lying! There’s no way Kevin said such a hurtful thing!” The woman tried to defend her child and Henry’s steely gaze fell on her.
“A four-year old child wouldn’t have possibly known all of this except he heard it from his mother. Next time, I would prefer you keep my family affairs out of your mouth.”
The woman flinched at his words but Henry could care less. He turned to the old principal who was trembling beyond measure.
“I pray you have another job waiting for you in the next ten minutes.”
“W-What? I-I don’t understand what you mean by that, sir,” The man kept his head bowed as though avoiding Henry’s gaze was going to make things better.
“Alex.” Henry called and his assistant stepped into the room. “I want Cream of the Crop Academy in my name immediately.” He said before walking out of the office wordlessly without sparing anyone another glance.
He carried Ryle out of the school building and Alex opened the door for them. Ryle was still upset so he kept his head buried in Henry’s chest. Henry decided to give him some time before he talked to him.
“I will inform the lawyer and have him start with the paperworks.” Alex said as he got into the car.
“Ensure the principal is fired and that Kevin kid is expelled from the school.” Henry ordered Alex before they drove off.
***
The volume of the cartoon figures prancing on the TV boomed loud in the living room. Henry reduced the volume of the TV as he sat next to his son.
He had decided to work from home so he could keep an eye on Ryle. His son had been extremely quiet since they returned from kindergarten. All attempts to make him happy had failed and Henry was starting to get worried.
“Ryle.” He called softly. “Are you upset with me?”
Ryle shook his head slowly.
“Then why are you not speaking with me? I thought you would be happy Daddy took the day off just because of you.” Henry playfully poked Ryle but the boy showed no reaction.
“I hate Kevin.” Ryle muttered with a pout.
“So do I but don’t worry, you never have to see him again.”
“Tell me the truth, Daddy. Did mommy really go to heaven because of me?”
“Ryle.” Henry sighed under his breath, not knowing how to convince his son otherwise. “What’s the one thing we promised to tell each other?”
“The truth.” Ryle responded.
“Good. So you know I’m telling you the truth when I say mommy didn’t pass away because of you. There are other things in life that happened but you can’t understand that for now.”
“Then I want a new mommy!”
“What?” Henry raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, prove to me that my mommy didn’t go to heaven because of me, by getting me a new mommy.” Ryle said with a small smile.
“Is that what is going to make you happy?”
“Yessss!” Ryle answered before turning back to the TV.
Henry got up from the couch and took out his phone to call Alex. His assistant picked the call at the first ring.
“I need to find a wife. As soon as possible.” He declared.
“Ahh!” Anaya winced at the excruciating headache that hit her as soon as she opened her eyes. Groaning, she patted the bed to search for her phone only for her to pause with trepidation. Something was very, very wrong. Jolting up, Anaya looked around the strange room with fear. “What on earth am I doing here?” She whispered under her breath.To make things worse, Anaya couldn’t recall how she ended up here. She patted her body and sighed with relief when she realised she was still dressed.“What happened?” She asked out loud to no one in particular as she tried to search her memories.The last thing she remembered was drinking about three bottles of whiskey to drown the pain of being cheated on and discarded by her boyfriend of five years. After that, everything was hazy.Anaya heard the door being opened and she looked around for anything she could use as a weapon. Instead, she saw a young lady dressed in black and gold uniform stepping into the room.“Oh, you’re finally awake. How
Anaya arrived at the address sent to her by the matchmaking agent. She had implored for them to set a date as soon as possible and they made sure her request was fulfilled.The restaurant was a cool place with just a few customers having dinner. The romantic music playing in the background added to the sophisticated and classy decor.A gentle smile slipped onto her face as she stepped inside. The agency had already done well by arranging a romantic setting.“Good evening, ma’am. May I know the name of your reservation?” A waiter approached her and asked.“Yeah, Cupid’s Little Assistant. Anaya Robinson.” Anaya informed him and he nodded before opening the tablet in his hand.“Yes, I see your name here. Table 5 is your table.” He led the way to the table and she followed behind him.“Your date hasn’t arrived yet. Should I help you with water or anything before he arrives?” “Just water will do. Thank you.” Anaya settled on the seat, feeling a bit queasy now that she was just a few minu
“You-” She said the same time he spoke. Her memory sharpened as his gaze tightened on her. It all came rushing back–this was the man who saved her two days ago!Chuckling, Anaya got to her feet and placed her hand forward. “We finally get to meet again, Mr. Fitzgerald. Anaya Robinson.” “Henry Fitzgerald.” His large and warm hand covered hers gently. “Nice to meet you, Henry Fitzgerald.” She smiled before settling back on her seat.She didn’t want to assume but the fact that she was here, just two nights after he saved her bothered her beneath her polite smile. How was she to explain that this was a total coincidence?“So, matchmaking? I would have thought that a man like you could get any girl he desired with a flick of his fingers.” Anaya started a conversation with a casual tone.“I am not looking for someone to kiss my feet because of my money or my looks. Which is why I opted for anonymity.” Henry leaned back on the chair, his sharp gaze on her. “And you?”“Well, I need to get m
Anaya stared back at Henry, not knowing how to respond to his declaration. If he had a son, why was he looking for a wife? Was he divorced? Did she have to worry about his son’s mother?Numerous questions roamed her head at the same time but she could only find her back to say. “I see…” Her voice faltered as she tried to find a suitable response. “And is his mother aware…?”A dark look flashed across his face before he composed himself. “I am a widower.” Anaya couldn’t help but blanch out with shock. She had expected a lot of things from her date tonight but meeting the man who saved her and having him confess that he was a widower wasn’t in her list of expectations.“I am sorry.” She mumbled, the air getting awkward now. Was that even the right thing to say?“Sorry for what? Are you the culprit who took my wife away from me?” Henry deadpanned.Anaya opened her mouth to speak but it was futile. His curtness was definitely something she needed to get used to–if they intended on going
“Shut up!” Daisy exclaimed. Anaya grinned at the shock on her friend’s voice. She was getting ready to see her uncle with Henry when her childhood friend, Daisy, called. When she told her friend she was getting married in less than a week, she knew all hell was going to break loose.“You’re kidding! No, you’ve got to be kidding me, Ana!” There were some noises in the background before the voice cleared up again.“Oh, Daisy, I wish I was. Everything just happened so fast. It’s a contract marriage. I just need someone to help me get Mom’s trust fund before Charles decides to get his hand on it.” Anaya moved to her jewelry closet to get something to match her outfit.“Contract marriage? What are you, Anaya? Some protagonist in a fiction novel?” Daisy scoffed.“At this point, my life has been like a freaking fiction. Might as well roll with it.” Anaya put on the dangling silver earrings.“Anaya, why don’t you take some time to think about this? I know your uncle has been pressuring you to
Anaya stepped out of her car when she saw a black BMW pulling up in front of her uncle’s mansion. Wrapping the light shawl around her shoulders, she crossed the street just as Henry got out of his car.For a moment, she was dazed by his charming looks. She had seen a lot of handsome men in her lifetime but there was something about Henry that always put her on an edge. His chiseled features were accentuated by the crisp navy blue suit he put on which brought out his muscular physique in the most perfect way. His sleek black hair was brushed back, placing his face in full display.The subtle silver shirt added a touch of class to the overall look.“Good evening.” Henry greeted with a nod then his eyes travelled down her body. Anaya’s lips parted a little but she didn’t know if it was because of the chilly weather or the fact that Henry was openly checking her out.If there was one thing she has learned about Henry since they met, it was that he was never subtle with his actions or word
A firm grip on her hand made Anaya snap out of her shock. She turned to look at Henry who seemed unfazed by the numerous pairs of eyes on him.“Are you okay?” His voice was soft and comforting. Gulping, she nodded even though she was feeling otherwise inwardly.She had already braced herself to tackle her uncle and aunt, confident she would be able to handle two opponents. But now, the game has changed. Three more of her enemies were present and her head was spinning already.“Anaya!” Her uncle’s loud voice boomed across the room as he stepped towards them. “It’s so good to see you again.” He opened his arms and pulled her for a side hug.“You too, uncle.” Anaya responded with a tight voice, pushing away from him slightly. “Good evening, aunt.” She greeted the tall woman with sharp cheekbones.“Welcome, darling.” Samira smiled before turning her gaze to Henry.“Uh, uncle, this is my fiance, Henry. Henry, meet my uncle and aunt, Charles and Samira Frederick.” Anaya introduced and Henry
“You’re nervous.” Henry stated, his lips curled into a smirk. “I’m not!” Anaya fired back. Anaya has faced a lot of board meetings with condescending elders and staunch faces. And she had survived everything. She even endured years of bullying from her cousins, fighting tooth and nail to keep her sanity. So, meeting the Fitzgeralds wouldn’t be as difficult as she feared. She hoped. Henry was amazing at last night’s dinner with her uncle’s family. They left earlier than expected because Charles had nothing else to say after realizing that Anaya’s fiance was someone richer and more powerful than him. Henry scaled through the dinner, even putting her uncle in his place with unreserved confidence. Anaya wasn’t sure how she would fare with his family. He informed her that his father was no more so it was just his mother, Margaret, and his younger sister, Hana whom she had seen in some fashion articles a few times. The Fitzgerald mansion seemed like something straight out of a fair
Anaya blinked her eyes open, squinting as the morning light filtered into the room through the window blinds. She stretched her aching limbs softly and then, she paused. Something felt wrong.Turning to her side, she realized that she was alone in the room. A frown adorned her face. She wondered if Henry sleeping with her on the bed last night had been a dream.Then, she spotted something from the corner of her eye. The note laying next to her pillow confirmed it had been real. She reached for the note and read the sharp but neat handwriting which said.“Something urgent came up and I had to step out of the office. You were sleeping soundlessly and it would have been a crime to wake you up. Get your much needed rest.- H.F”A smile spread onto her lips as she read his rushed words over and over again. Running her fingers over the paper, her heart tightening as she didn’t know why something as tiny as his handwriting made her this happy.Interrupting her thoughts, a soft knock hit the d
Anaya’s chest felt heavy, almost like tons of bricks were placed on top of her body for hours. She breathed in, the air around her stiff and sterile. Her limbs were unmovable and it took a lot of effort on her part to open her eyes.She stared at the blank white ceiling for a while, trying to organize her thoughts amidst her aching head. The soft beeping sound coming from a device made her feel as if she were in a dream. Then, she saw someone–Henry.He was seated in a chair beside her bed, slumped and still. His disheveled hair was damp and his clothes were wrinkled like he had taken a shower with them on. His eyes were open but he was staring at the wall across him, far off from reality.She shifted slightly and Henry shot up immediately, his eyes dilating with panic. “Anaya.” Anaya licked her dry lips and forced herself to speak audibly. “What…happened?” Henry released a deep breath, relief flashing across his face like all he ever wished for was to hear her voice. “Y-You fell ove
Henry rushed down the deck, trying to calm his racing heart. He had just almost overstepped his boundaries with Anaya and he cursed himself for trying to take advantage of the moment. He couldn’t remember the last time he had acted so irrationally but he was grateful he was able to stop himself before actually kissing her. He had to remind himself that their marriage was nothing but a contract of mutual benefits and he couldn’t breach any of their terms and conditions.Still, he found it hard to get the look on Anaya’s face, after he pulled away from her, out of his head. She looked…disappointed–almost like she had been craving for him to kiss her.Or maybe he was mistaken and his brain was just cooking up scenes to mask his guilt. He sighed under his breath. He needed a stronger liquor to drown his thoughts and possibly erase the embarrassment of his mistake. “Where’s Anaya?” Yara asked, stopping him on his way to the bar.Henry gritted his teeth, not wanting to tell Yara what just
Soft lights glittered over the dark water as the yacht swayed under the night tides. Anaya stepped onto the deck, the pulse of the lively music blasting in the air. The atmosphere was electric and it was clear everyone was having a good time already.“I’ve never been to a yacht party before.” She leaned on her tiptoe for Henry to hear her voice over the loud music. “The Yus yacht parties are the best in town. Private and unhinged. Stick close to me.” Henry pulled her closer to him as more people filled into the yacht.Anaya adjusted the mask on her face–a silver piece with black curls swirling over her eyes. It was a mask themed party and Henry had prepared everything even before she had the chance to visit a boutique.She had no idea how he managed to get her perfect size but the flowing satin gown snuggled her body appropriately. She matched the silver dress with strappy heels embedded with crystal accents.Henry’s outfit was simple as well—a black dress shirt, grey pants and a pla
Anaya knew she was in terrible trouble when Ryle broke out in loud chuckles at his father. For a minute, Henry stood by the door, not knowing what to do. Anaya felt the need to apologize so she stepped forward.“Ready or not, here I come!” Henry picked the pack of flour from the floor and raced after Ryle who took off screaming at the top of his lungs.In a matter of seconds, Henry caught Ryle and tackled him while bathing him with flour. Ryle’s giggles and Henry’s sinister laughter made Anaya smile so hard her cheeks were starting to hurt.It was almost surreal to see someone as stoic as Henry being this playful with his child. She realised he always kept this soft and gentle side of him for Ryle. That showed just how much he loved and cared for his son.“Daddy, stop!! Stop!!” Ryle laughed as Henry tickled him.“Say you’re sorry for messing up the house. Apologize now.” Henry doused more flour over Ryle’s head, the huge smile never leaving his face.“Okay, okay, I’m sorry.” Ryle fina
“Alright, thank you very much for your time, Mr. John.” Anaya ended the fruitless call with the investor. Tossing her phone aside, she plopped on the bed face first so her scream could come out muffled.Flipping onto her back, she stared at the blank ceiling, wondering how a miracle was going to fall from the sky to save her company from dying. Maia had put her through a dozen investors but none of them seemed interested in even hearing out her pitch.She was tempted to use the Fitzgerald card on them but she knew how totally degrading that would be to her personality. She had grown her father’s company to where it was today with nothing but wits and sheer will to attain success.She wasn’t going to use someone else’s name to convince the investors who had no interest in partaking in her business. Her ringtone filled the walls of her new bedroom and she checked the caller ID to see it was Daisy calling on video call. With a sigh, she answered the call and her friend’s face showed up
Henry stepped into the cafe as he went through his phone, reading the text from Alex that confirmed his package had been sent to his house. He was satisfied by what Alex had been able to gather in a matter of a few hours. After what Anaya told him yesterday, he couldn’t just sit back and let a scumbag like Thomas go.Even though she had been adamant in him not interfering, he couldn’t get it off his mind until he did something about it. He hated the way Thomas looked at Anaya last night at the party as though they were still together.If he had intervened a second later, Thomas would have had his hand on Anaya. “Henry!” He was brought out of his thoughts when he saw his sister waving at him. It wasn’t hard to find her in the crowd of customers because of her fiery red hair. He walked towards her and sat across from her.“You have absolutely ten minutes to get straight to the point, Hana.” Henry deadpanned, not wanting to beat around the bush.He knew his younger sister had called hi
Anaya rested her elbow on the table, watching the people in the hall. Everyone seemed so put together that she felt out of place without Henry by her side. She loved Yara and Chen. They were both so cheerful and full of life. She also noticed how Henry had been staring at her when she was laughing. She didn’t know why but his gaze always seemed to ignite something within her.A few people turned their eyes towards her and she wished she had gone to the snack buffet with Henry. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw someone staring blatantly at her. Her heart dropped when she realized who it was. It was Thomas!And worse, he was striding towards her with determined steps. Cautiously, she searched for Henry only to see him heading towards her as well. But someone stopped him for a conversation.“Hey there, Anaya.” Thomas’s smile was eerie and she instinctively moved back, putting some distance between her and him.“What do you want, Thomas?” She gritted, keeping her voice low so she w
Henry was inside his car, waiting for Anaya to arrive at the location of the social event. She had texted him that she would meet him here because she would be coming straight from the office.He smiled a little when he remembered how she laughed at his bedtime story last night. She had only been in the house for two days now but Ryle has been smitten with her. And she took care of him so well it was like she had been his mother from birth. He still didn’t know why he invited her tonight. He lied–the invitation was meant for only him. But there was just something about the way she smiled at him last night that made him want to spend more time with her.Henry was uncomfortable with this–his irrational behaviour. He had to remind himself that he had married Anaya simply because of Ryle and nothing else. But he didn’t know how to cancel tonight without seeming like a jerk so he just decided to roll with it.Deep down, he knew he could never fall in love with someone else because Lauren