I remained in Chicago for three years after that, hoping that one day he would come to understand what he had lost. However, it's possible that he was going to choose or stay with me in the interim was simply misguided. Whatever occurs, it won't occur; he doesn't care about me anymore since he finally achieved what he desired a long time ago.
He exploited Roux to obtain Lethia by using me as his payback, and once he had her, he didn't think twice about leaving me. My mind continues to choose the contrary even when I attempt to set such a thing aside.
I have tried to return to New York several times just to see him. I don't know but during this pregnancy, I am almost always looking for him—his tenderness, hugs, kisses, and even his smell. That's what I always crave for my everyday life here in Chicago. I really tried my best to get rid of him and turn my craving into something else that would distract me.
For this reason, I was grateful to my closest friend Hiro, who accompanied me during my entire pregnancy, labor, and postpartum. As my kid, Red is such a lively and playful child that always causes Hiro a headache, despite that, Hiro stays by my side. I felt dreadful by dint of he was never worn out nor he did feel enthusiasm no matter what Hiro's work was. And he twirled around in delight upon seeing the kids.
"They're so cute," he said to me, so I just laughed. Sometimes I don't understand Hiro; he wants to pursue a thing so much but ends up relinquishing it as he always gives up without trying.
He wants a thing, but later on, drops it because he thinks he can't take it. I mean, he didn't try that hard to pursue it if he really wanted to.
Like how he takes engineering, but because he has difficulty with numbers, he drops out on the first day. When he went to medical school, it was just half a day, and he dropped out because his nose was bleeding from the number of medical terms he had to study. He quickly loses his appetite for everything; he easily gets attached as well as loses his appetite, so I'm confused as to why he still doesn't see anything to pursue.
"I don't know Blair; it's hard to decide!" He gulped down the entire can of beer and was disrespectful in drinking one after the other.
The children were still fast asleep, so I accompanied him. Hiro needs someone he can talk to; maybe in the end he will be insane if he can't let out all his words in his mind. That is why I am here for him.
"Why don't you try something that you like?" I pouted. I told him that several times, but he still didn't listen, and it was as if he didn't hear anything.
"I don't want anything," he sighed, sipping his beer. Darn it! How do I convince him to do something he likes?
I reduced my tone to him, hoping that the man might widen his eyes and recognize that there is one thing he loves. "Does your heart not scream at something?" I inquired.
"Nothing," he answered sluggishly. "I wouldn't try because I'll just get hurt in the end," he added. That's when I gave up giving advice to him anymore. I mean… there was nothing I could do if that was really his decision.
We get more and more inebriated with time, saying things like, "Okay, cheers." We are just at the point in our life where we understand that we should be adults and refrain from acting like youths, so we will giggle and then weep simultaneously.
Hiro dozed on the couch when we finished the beer. He was too heavy for me to climb, so I just let him go. The pain in my head is also bugging me. Despite my dizziness, I'm making an immense effort to stand straight up.
My son called, "Mom," to me. After swallowing, I stood in front of Rayden. I cracked up when he said, "I want to waste," while cradling him down there. His facial expression scowled, "Don't make f-fun of me," which made me grin even more.
I went with him and provided him with support. I patiently waited for him to wrap up; his demeanor rested sternly as the door swung open.
"Baby, you are still a kid. Don't act mature," I reminded him. He adapts too much to what he sees in the drama. He shouldn't be doing something like that. I mean, he's still a kid, three years old.
"No, m-mom," his voice cracked. "I want to grow up quickly so I can protect you from bad guys." He tried to make his words straight, which made me hug him tightly. How could my baby think like that?
"R-Rayden, you don't have to." I comforted him, but he shook his head, and his eyes were full of determination while looking at me.
"I'll protect you, Mom, so I need to eat a lot and sleep early to make me grow up faster so I would be able to protect you." He smiled innocently, which left me hanging my mouth because he ran towards his room.
I covered my mouth with my hands and tears started to form in my eyes.
"R-Rayden, baby." I called his name, and my eyes widened, trying to put his words in my head.
***
"I give up with your kids!" It's Saturday, and every weekend I always tend to be late in my own company because I want to have time with my kids. Of course, unless I have an important matter, I will be home before two in the afternoon. That's what I had to do so my kids and I still bond.
Despite the fact that my children profess to understand that I have to labor for them, I still prefer to spend time with them because they are my assets.
"Why?" I was preparing breakfast while he was fighting with Red. Rayden was busy watching an action movie.
Strange, yes. However, Rayden doesn't miss action movies given that he enjoys movies. That's what he's focusing on instead of kid's stories. I swear that I was equally startled too. To be sure it was normal, I even went to the doctor to have him checked out. I simply want to get Hiro out of here since the doctor said, adding that it wasn't because my son is merely a genius and that he easily adapts to new situations. What about the ability to command, the ability to eat, and the power of the mouth? Fortunately, my son didn't adapt to it.
"Come on, Hiro, you know that Red is such a cute guy, isn't it right, baby?" Red gave me a hug after walking towards me. He pointed to the seat next to Hiro.
He was obsessed with his uncle, who didn't want to be called an uncle and wanted to be an aunt.
“Move me next to Uncle Hiro,” he giggled when he saw how Hiro's eyes widened and wanted to swallow him. “Hi uncle,” he tease even more.
“I am, aunt,”
"No! You are a man!" Red argued about that while I was trying him on his oatmeal. "So you are my uncle!" My son evoked, and even though Hiro badly wanted to rebuke Red, he chose to stay calm.
"Red, you must obey what the elders say, okay?" I interrupted.
"But uncle should obey what the Lord says." I just slapped my forehead. How could this kid think about it? Hiro's mouth dropped. We looked at each other and just kept quiet before my kid gave us a lesson.
I turned to Rayden, who was peacefully eating his cereal; he didn't even want me to touch him because he wanted to do what was supposed to be my duty alone. According to him, he is a man and not a little boy. Every time I look at him, his father is what I've always seen towards him. His actions, brain, and even his hair are exactly like his.
"I'm a full mom," Rayden declared. He was against spending all of his time being small, so even if I hadn't instructed him to eat, he would have been aware of what to do. He wanted to grow up soon. And I always make sure that I am next to him, considering that I am proud to be his mom.
"Okay, baby," was my only response because he went back to the living room to continue watching his movie then went to their mini library and read books.
Following that, I made the decision to avoid the conflict between Hiro and Red because it is how they become best friends, much like a dog and a cat. I don't know why Hiro is pissed off by Red, but based on Red's tongue shape, it appears that you will indeed be moody.
"Mom told me that you're old; that's why we should get along with you, but...I don't want to!" Red sticks his tongue out to Hiro. I sighed heavily and started cleaning rather than being distracted by their endless conversation.
Numerous things have altered. I'm not sure how often I will say this, but I've evolved much. Even when I need something from someone, I find it tricky to commit to someone. Not to come across as conceited, but I turned down numerous offers from gentlemen to be my date and escort.
Maybe I'm sufficiently pleased with my two lovely children, and I am unable to manage the sickness that comes my way. I will always give my all to them since they are my stars.
After taking a shower and getting prepared to go to the company. I only need to visit that place, so I'll be there for roughly three hours. My secretary gave me a call regarding a big donation to my business from an investor. It was an important topic, and I nevertheless find it strange to give in, and it's kind of odd that that person is a male.
I don't know what my secretary did, but for sure, he was a big-time that I needed to take care of. There's no need for me to show off to him.
***
His name was familiar, I don't really understand why I find his name weird and family. Unfortunately, it was his secretary who met with me because the man had a hectic meeting.
I was pacing back and forth in my office since I had a lot on my mind when my phone rang. It was unknown, and my forehead knitted since my heart does not react like this when someone calls me from an unknown number. My heart was racing; I gulped hard and tried to ignore it, but my gaze drifted to my phone.
Should I answer it?
My secretary usually answers the phone when I have a meeting because she has our building's hotline number on file. I was fanning myself with my hands given that I was perspiring a lot, so I decided to take the phone.
The response from the other side made me squint and my mouth drop, "Child, Blair.”