Chapter 50

Harry had lost his appetite. He was about dropping his fork when the soft voice of his mother came up.

"Harry you're not getting younger any longer and Angel is growing so fast. She needs a mother. You need to give marriage a chance again. I hurt seeing my granddaughter growing without a mother" she said and she continued when Harry didn't reply.

.."what do you think of Annie- the central minister daughter?" She asked, Harry dropped his fork. Annie is just like a friend to him and he had only spoken to her twice or thrice. Harry's father is the country's ex president, Annie always attend any celebration party his family throw with the hope of seeing him but he doesn't have that time. For a man like him, he doesn't want to give relationship a second chance. He is even trying to let go of his feelings for Bethel.

"What about Annie?" Harry asked, without slitting his eyes up.

"Annie likes you, she takes care of Angel like her own. Annie is elegant, classy and above all, she is beautiful inside out. Come on, you know what I'm taking about" Mrs crown smiled.

Evelyn also nodded, Annie is a perfect match for her brother.

"Angel didn't tell me she wants a mother, stop the match making already. I'm done with this conversation" his words came calm but with urgency..

Mrs crown sighed as she watched his son walked out of the dinning area immediately.

"Give it time Mom" Evelyn smiled and Mrs Crown nodded.

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Bethel had just freshen up, she stepped out in towel and sat her butt on the chair in front of her dressing mirror.

She grabbed her night oil with one hand and used the other hand to pick her phone. She dropped the oil and held her phone properly.

She decided to try Indu's number. Indu is her younger cousin. Since her elder cousin's number wasn't going through, she decided to give Indu's number a trial and when she dialed the number, Indu pick up at the first ring..

"Hello" they both said.

"Yes, who's on the line?"

"Bethel... Bethel Atwood" Bethel replied immediately.

"From where, am sorry this is a wrong number" Indu was about disconnecting the call when Bethel spoke up, "it's me.. Alberto's daughter, it's Bethel" she let out, it was her last trial.

"What! Bethel! You're still alive" Indu said, surprised.

"I... He sold me out but am fine" Bethel smiled but it came out with a year which she quickly wiped.

"Oh my god, Bethel!. Aunt Chitra, Bethel is on the line!"

"Are you sure?"

Bethel could hear from the other end of the line, her heart leapt.

"I will send you an address, let's meet tomorrow" Indu said.

"Sure" Bethel said and dropped the call.

At last, she would be meeting her family again.

She wiped her face properly before applying the oil on her skin after which she wore a purple night wear, she already had on her underthings.

She turned slightly, Angel was sleeping peacefully on her bed. The little girl had refused to go to her room. She told her "spending birthday night with mom" before sleeping.

Bethel moved closer to her bed and place her hand on Angel's hand.

"Happy birthday" she whispered in a smile.

Angel had said a wish before blowing off her candle cake. Bethel could only smile, "I know you wish for a Mom, honey. You will get a Mom who will love you whole heartedly, sincerely. You deserve an educated, elegant, classy Mom. You will get one okay, goodnight" she whispered.

Just then a knock was heard on the door. Bethel went for it hurriedly. She opened the door, her gray eyes met with blue eyes, the deepest she has ever seen.

"She's asleep. In my room, you want to check on her?" Bethel dart her eyes immediately and left the entrance immediately.

Harry noticed her uneasiness. He entered anyways. He locked the door behind.

Bethel felt the air around her hot, she left the way to her room immediately. She watch Harry kissed his daughter's forehead. He does that every night and the scene is always heart warming.

When he straighten up to leave, she left the entrance of the adjoining door instantly and avoided his eyes. She became steady by force when he stopped in her presence.

"Thank you, Bethel" he said.

Bethel nodded, he continued.

"And am sorry about what happened earlier at the dinning" he added.

"It's okay, goodnight" bethel said and make an attempt to walk away but not so fast as Harry appeared in her presence, blocking her movement.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Sure about what?" She asked.

"Something is om your face" he smirked.

Bethel wiped her face with her palm, when she didn't see anything. She check her face out in the mirror, nothing was on her face.

"Something is on your face" he told her again, "here" he pointed and moved closer, she moved backwards till her back hit the wall.

"Nothing is on my face, stay away from me! Please" she said.

Harry caged her to the wall, nuzzling his nose to the soft flesh of her neck. Bethel placed her hand on his chest in an attempt to pull him away.

"Beauty is on your face, it's everywhere on your body.. do you expect me to ignore?" he whispered and licked her ears. Bethel's hand turned to water on his chest. She couldn't push him away anymore.

He cupped her check and captured her lips in the most perfect rhymth. She moaned into the kiss and clutch his robe tightly.

The first touch of his lips was drugging followed my the swipe of his tongue and lip. He unlocked and locked lips with her perfectly. She was left wanting more. He whirled her so he can hug her from behind. Bethel thought it was his addiction, so she let him touch her the way he want.

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"Steph, cut me out of this" Floral, owner of one of the biggest fashion resort in NY said to Steph over the phone.

"Why are you speaking this way? Don't you hate her? You said to inform you when we have a new plan. Why all this?" Steph asked.

"I'm out of this Steph, Harry came to my store to warn me not to try to hurt Bethel or I'll pay for it!" Floral sighed.

"What!" Steph exclaimed.

"Yeah and you know how Harry is right? He is your ex husband and you always told me he keeps to his words, if anything should go wrong with that lady, he'll hold me responsible for it and i might not get out of jail, that's gonna taint my business, i don't want a bad publicity. I'll advise you to stop whatever plans you have for her or you'll have to face Harry's wrath, he seemed so in love with that lady"

"Wh.. wow. this is crazy" Steph loosened her ponytail, not wanting to believe what she just heard.

"He seemed to be in love with her? That's the reason I'm gonna hurt her! I don't fucking care about what Harry's gonna do, at least i would have hurt her before he makes a move" Steph said wickedly.

"Steph, Harry has the right to love anyone after all this years. He was alone for six years Steph. Six! He deserves this. You're married and he seems fine with it, why don't you just leave him alone, even if you stop him from loving this lady which i know will be impossible, he won't come back to you, so why are you doing all these?"

"Because i still love him!"

"Then you should never have left him!"

"And i did, I'm ready to amend things now"

"I'm afraid it's too late, Harry is head over heels with that lady. Didn't you even see how he was all over her at that dinner party? Give up already Steph. This is a lost battle"

"It is not a lost battle for me and you should better join us before Bethel have all your customers to herself"

"Do not involve me Steph, I'm out. " Flora said with a note of finality in her voice.

"Diego is gonna protect us if anything happens "

Flora laughed " There's no way Diego can protect you from Harry, have you forgotten how he fought for the custody of his daughter? You should know once Harry is determined, nothing is going to stop him from doing what he wants. You know Harry better than i do Steph and you still wanna go ahead with this plan of yours?"

"Just to get him back of course, I'll do anything to get him back!"

"I personally think you should desist from it, you and Diego had so many plans for the lady right from the beginning and none worked out..."

"This one is gonna work out!" Steph interrupted.

"Good luck Steph. " Flora disconnected the call.

"Fuck! " Steph paced the room angrily.

She felt like... she felt like ruining something.

She was so pissed that her hands shook.

She grabbed the mirror facing her dressing chair and smashed it on the floor with a scream.

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