Chapter 73 The Grand Entrance

Chapter 73 The Grand Entrance


Kingston's POV 

“Do you want to come in and say hi to my mum? I am sure she would be happy to host you. I feel we haven't appreciated you enough for what you just did to us,” Jessie proposed. He feels more comfortable with me than with Jace. 

“Jessie?” Jace yelled at Jessie. “What did I tell you a while ago? Why have you chosen to be a pain in my ass?”

“You know what? I think you have overstayed your welcome. Go to the house now. I've heard enough of your troubles. Mum and Malia will be dying to have you back,” with a commanding tone, Jace kicked Jessie out of the car. 

Immediately, Jessie obeyed but not without wearing a giant frown on his face. It's safe to say that humility is a family thing. 

Not for once, did Jessie talk back at Jace or disrespect him. However, the anger was justifiable. I would have done the same in his position. Jace was so hard on him.

“Take it easy on the like boy. Kids will always be kids. He's just looking out for his mother. It's not a big deal,” I pleaded with Jace on Jessie's behalf. 

I don't need a soothsayer to believe that Jessie is about to get his aas kicked by Jace.

“It's fine. I got this under control. He's my brother. I don't have plans to hurt him. Thanks for looking out for him,” Jace assured
me with a forced smile. 

I am not sure if he meant what he said. That was the last I heard from him before he walked to the house.

“That was one hell of a conversation,” I sighed after his exit. “Jace just stressed the shit out of me,”

I didn't start the car immediately. I had to lean towards the car seat to cool off my restless head. I haven't been this exhausted before.

My legs are getting weaker. I can feel the swollen areas inside my shoes. 

I could barely even mount them on the brake pads. The pain was getting worse that I was forced to take off my shoes. 

“Now I feel better than I was before when I had the shoes on,” I said to myself after taking off my black shoes. 

Minutes after I took off the socks, fresh air started penetrating my legs to ease the pain. 

I wasn't wrong when I suspected that my legs might be swollen due to the long journey to Jace's hood. It looked like I got bitten by a black mamba snake.

As I was about to start the car again, my phone rang. It's a call from my wife, Margaret.

“Not now, Maggie. We can't be doing this,” I fumed after her name popped up on the phone. 

Some years ago, I'd be elated to speak to her over the phone. But no, the zeal is gone. 

Our frequent fights and arguments are gradually reducing the love we once shared. 

Our once happy home collapsed the night Margaret chose to walk away from the marriage to live with her young lover. 

I wasn't coerced into answering the phone, knowing that she's about to worsen my situation.

I haven't been home all day. I don't want to believe that she's calling to sing my praises over the phone.

I chose not to answer the phone, as I can possibly have this conversation with her in person 

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Jace POV 

I feel like a prodigal son who has just returned home after squandering his inheritance on frivolities.

When I recall the heated argument I had with my mum before leaving the house this afternoon, I am tempted to stay outside.

But on the second thought, I felt the twenty thousand dollars would be enough to make her forgive my shortcomings and look forward to the future.

I felt like a thief in my house that has come to steal as I sneak to the living room. .

Fortunately for me, the lights are off, making it easy for me to walk to my room without getting caught.

I was on the verge of having a successful escape plan when the light suddenly came on.

And behold, I saw my mum and kid brothers seated on the sofa 

Instantly, my heart stopped breathing for a few seconds. I was afraid that I might collapse.

I scanned the dark and was so sure that no one was in the living room.

“Good evening, mum. Are you awake already? I thought you'd be sleeping,” I stuttered. 

“Have you had your medication for tonight? Please keep in mind that we need you to recover really quickly,” I kept asking stupid questions even though I shouldn't have.

I figured that was the best way to come out of this mess I just found myself in. 

A glance at the wall clock confirmed that it's quarter past 12 AM. That was the moment I knew that I had just asked one of the dumbest questions ever. 

I haven't returned home this late before. I felt like an ex-convict who had just escaped from prison on the day of his execution.

I can't tell what Jessie must have told my mum for her to warrant such a reaction from her.

But whatever it is that was discussed in my absence, it's obvious that it might cause more problems for me. 

Their facial expressions say it all. They kept staring at me like they were just seeing me for the first time. 

My mum stood up from the sofa while still maintaining her calmness. She approached me in a slow move while I edged backwards.

I wasn't sure what she was up to, and I'm not ready to stand there and start guessing before she lands a slap to my face.

“Mum, I apologise for everything. I know you're upset at me right now. You have every reason to be mad at me,” I accepted defeat before I even stepped into the battlefield. 

“Please let's settle this amicably. I would rather not start a fight with you. I promise to explain everything to you,” I start to apologise for a crime I don't even know about.

I was hoping that the apology would be enough to allay her anger towards me. 

“I'm proud of you, son,” she voiced as tiny tears dropped from her eyes 

“You what?” My voice faded like the evening sun. “Mum, I am confused. What are you saying?”

In the process of trying to process what she was talking about, I ended up with migraines.

I wasn't done racking my brain when she rushed to embrace me, “I was wrong for speaking to you the way I did. I should have understood you better,”

I was afraid to wrap my arms around her shoulders. I still think this is a prank.

This ain't my mum I grew up to know. I don't recognise her any more. She's scaring me with her silence already. 

I expect her to whip my ass for endangering the life of this family. But surprisingly, that didn't happen. 

What I got in return is a warm embrace like a soldier who just returned from the battlefield. 

“Mum, you're not mad at me?” Slowly, I pulled her away from my bosom to understand her better. 

She has a lot of talking to do because I'm starting to lose my mind.