Chapter 29

"You disgust me, Elodre!!" He said between gritted teeth. "You fuckin do!!" Furiously, he shoved her away and she lost balance, falling onto the floor with a thud.

Weeping, she remained on the floor till he finally lay on the bed. Her face was burning excruciatingly. She was still feeling the painful grip of his strong fingers on her face. He'd ripped apart the muscles on her face.

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In a couple of days, Elodre was all dressed up, looking stunning in her ankle-length turtleneck long-sleeve black gown. It had a torch of glittery stones on it and the fashionable split of the gown slightly exposed her white left thigh. The dress fitted so well on her, revealing the perfect figure of her slim body. Her shoulder-length blond hair was center parted.

On her black heels and a love-shape spec on her face, she walked elegantly down the stairs to the living room and was about to walk across the room…

"Look who I haven't seen for decades."

And Elodre froze. Wait. What?! Whose voice was that? She turned in the direction of the voice and her red lips parted in a gasp. It was Bianca!!

With a side of her red lips slightly raised in a crooked smile, revealing her dimple, Bianca winked at her. Her ocean-blue gaze upon Elodre glittered with coldness. She was sitting on one of the sofas with a huge teddy bear in her arms.

Heart pounding violently in her aching chest, Elodre could hardly breathe. She felt her body trembling and she wasn't feeling her legs anymore. The shock had hit her so hard.

"Gotcha!!" Bianca gesticulated sarcastically. She raised her long thick arch-shaped brow and said, "Surprised?" Her glittering eyes were fixed on Elodre. "You should gimme a hug. Been a whole while, mistress."

Elodre felt tears tickling her eyes and she adjusted her spec, gulping hard, trying to restrain the tears from dropping. Her lips parted to speak but she bit back her words. Not like she had any.

"Or," Bianca gazed down at the teddy bear, patting its fluffy head. "You're just way too shocked and scared that I've finally gained access to my son after poisoning his heart against us, huh?" She smiled up at her.

Elodre swallowed hard as the tears finally slid down her cheeks. Blushing red, she walked out of the living room, and Bianca scoffed.

Her hair wobbled as the cool breeze played with it. Walking on the beautiful flowery path to the garage, she lifted the spec slightly and brushed the tears with her thumb. She trembled violently as she whimpered.

"No, Thomas," She said to her driver who'd hurriedly walked up to the car she stood by. "Lemme have the key." She said firmly.

"Bu…but, ma'am…"

"I insist!" She said and snatched the key from him.

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The masseur's smooth hands moved gracefully on her back. His hands were hard and he gently cracked her stiff bones. Laying flat on the massage table, she was soothed by the massage. He was really taking his time on her.

Yet, she was gonna face a nightmare, Bianca. Oh, damn! Who invited her? She wondered. Now things would get really complicated. Elodre swallowed hard.

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"Does he usually stay this late outside?" Bianca asked after waiting till 10:39 but hadn't seen Cayden.

"N…not all the time, ma'am," Jasmine said, gazing downward.

Placing the phone on her ear, she mumbled while pacing around the room, "Oh, damn, Cayden…please…" He wasn't taking his calls.

Hesitantly, Jasmine said, "Do not worry, Mrs. Brooks…he…he'd be back…"

"You mean I shouldn't worry about my son?" Her blue eyes narrowed.

Jasmine gasped, her eyes wide, "Oh, no ma'am! That wasn't w…what I meant…"

"So, what did you…"

The sudden snap of the door railed Bianca off and both ladies jerked in fright. Then Jasmine hurriedly left the living room to spare them some privacy.

"Oh, Cayden!" Gasping, Bianca ran to him in her nightgown. But she paused.

He looked wild. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was disheveled. He was all sweaty and smelled of alcohol.

Bianca sniffed as her wide eyes trailed from his head down to his shoes. "Cayden?" No, but she was astounded. "What…why…Cayden…"

"What are you doing here, Mom?" He raised a brow.

She was just gazing up at him.

"I said what the hell are you doing in my house without even…" He yelled but bit back his words. "What are you doing here?"

Her wide eyes were glowing with astonishment. This isn't the first time he's yelled at her like this, but it's been a while. And, truth be told, she was slightly startled by his outburst. "I…I'm your mother, Cayden. You can't raise your voice…"

"The hell!" He snapped and she winced as shock flashed on her face. "Mom! I said what the fuck are you doing here?!"

"Cayden, your language…"

"Damn you, Mother!!" He trembled in rage. "You're straining my patience!"

"I came in peace, Cayden," She said, lifting both hands. "I…I thought you'd forgiven me…so…I decided to come pay a visit."

Cayden's red blazing glare was fixed on her eyes. He was studying her intensely.

"I wanted it to be a surprise…"

"I've warned you never to step your feet in my fuckin house without informing me, haven't I?" He huffed.

Wait. Was he just lashing out at her? He came back home furious. What happened? But, then she knows deep down he is trying to protect his wife. Bianca thought and blew out. "I… 'm sorry, then…" She shrugged.

"Sorry then?" His brows furrowed more and veins had striped on his forehead.

"I'm sorry, Cayden," She said softly as tears gathered in her eyes.

Without saying a word, he walked past her and she sat on a sofa, watching him with wide eyes.

"Are… aren't you gonna have your dinner?" She asked as he walked up the stairs.

"I'm not fuckin hungry," He grumbled without pausing.

Staring at the stairs, she brushed off the tears gently with her red polished nails. Tightening her lips, she swallowed hard.

She saw this coming but it was more fierce than she expected. Cayden is just so fuckin bent on protecting his wife…and it was too tough for her to handle. Damn, she was jealous! So fuckin jealous. Cayden is her favorite, and Elodre has snatched his attention from her. Not just her, but his family. Bianca thought.

Since when did he start getting so wasted at night? She wondered.

Elodre had been shuddering in fear even before Cayden entered the room. She'd heard him yelling downstairs.

She lowered her gaze, feeling overwhelmed as he sat on the bed, gazing down at her intensely. She didn't dare to look up at him a second time. His eyes were so red and glittery. And he looked really crazy.

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