CHAPTER 30

"Now that I learn that today is his birthday, I feel so sorry for not being great to him early." Regretfully said. "And the fact that he wasn't in the mood right now," I added with a grin. Ravier laughed.

"Nah, don't be so sorry about it." It's his fault for making you find out, even though he knows this is the outcome. "He knows it, Azeria, believe me." I held my breath.

"I'll go ahead then. I'll talk to your cousin."

"Sure, see you later."

"See you later." He nodded, so I walked over to greet Rezoir.

It's only stopped because of guests, you know. I turned around looking for his body, but I couldn't see it. Where did he go? I left him in the living room earlier! I saw Mother Selma, so I went to her.

"Nana Selma!" I called when I saw that he was going somewhere else. Fortunately, Mom heard me.

"Oh, Azeria dear! Why?"

"Have you seen Rezoir Nay?" It shifted its gaze to the left.

"I saw him enter the back door, going up to his room." I nodded and thanked him.

When I went inside, there were some guests in the living room. There are also other distant relatives of the Hillarcas. I know them by face because I have also met them several times at gatherings.

while crossing the stairs. I have been practicing greeting him in my brain. Why didn't my brain remember its birthday when we were asking each other things? I even passed Rizalde, who had just come out of his room.

I stopped because of what he said. "Are you looking for Israel?"

"Yes, did you see him?"

"He is at his secret place." I frowned at what he said.

"Secret place?" I stuttered slightly.

"Yeah, the truth is that each of us has our secret passage in our room."I don't know if he was giving me a good time, but I just blinked. Because his expression still didn't change, I realized what he was saying was true.

"I'm just telling you, because, as you know, you are now part of our family." But you shouldn't disclose that information."

"What is he doing with that secret passage you mentioned?" he shrugged.

"He must be sweating," he said. "You should talk to him; I'll go ahead." "See you later." My mouth dropped as I watched him walk. I even blinked when he drew a visitor. Maid of the Hillarchs?

I just shrugged and immediately opened the door. I was just at the door; I didn't even hear a sound. When I finally entered the room, I felt no presence.

"Rezoir?" I call No one answered. But because Rizalde had already told me about the secret passage, He didn't say anything about exactly where the secret passage he was talking about was located. So I hit the walls, mostly the ones I watch. Sometimes something is pressed against the other side of the wall or maybe on the items on display.

I'm just shaking my head at what I'm doing. It's a good thing that no one is looking at me, but I can say...

I got startled when someone cleared his throat. When I turned around, my boyfriend was knotting his hair.

"What are you doing, baby?" "Are you finding something?"

"I'm... looking for you," he says as he approaches.

"U-uhuh, and what are you doing here if you're looking for me, hmm?"

Rizal's appearance came to mind earlier. Did the second grandson make fun of me? I blinked.

"What is it, Azeria?"

"Do you have a secret passage here?"

"Huh? "What?!" he looked at me with twinkling eyes. "Where the fuck did you hear that?!" I snorted.

"Then there is nothing!" "But your cousin said you do!" I insisted. I'm already angry because I didn't expect Reign and Rajih's attitude to be with Rizalde!

"Why would I?" I'm not fond of those things, baby; Rizalde was the one who has a secret passage here. And him having one, baby, it has a history. Don't tell me he was the one who told you that. I nodded.

"He looks serious!" That's why I easily convinced him to tell the truth! "Why are your brother and cousins fond of making fun of me?" I said

"Because they were fond of you."

"I don't think so."

His arms are locking me up. I was so close to him. "You're not answering my questions; why is my baby looking for me?"

I remembered why I was looking for him.

instead of greeting him. I don't know why; it's just that I have this feeling that I need to say it.

"And why are you saying sorry?" I looked up at him.

"I didn't thank you as early as you wanted."

"Hmm, you found it last, huh?"

"Are you mad?"

"You know, when it comes to you, baby, I don't get mad." "You know I can't be mad at you no matter what happens in such a situation, baby."I nodded to him. I agreed because what he said was true, and I knew he was angry. He's not mad at me, but he's madder at himself.

I know, that's stupid. But this is him, the whole him. And I accept him because I love him.

"Happy birthday, baby," I snorted. "I don't have a gift." He gave me a kiss and a peck on the lips.

"It's okay, not a problem to me."

"Maybe making love will do." I'm joking.

"Uhuh, you now know how to be naughty, huh." I laughed as he slightly tickled me. "But I will take the deal seriously; you know how much I miss you."

I smiled at him. And when he runs his hands down the back of my neck, guiding me to meet his lips,

We stayed in his room for half the night.

"Are you sure they are not looking for us?"

"They will not, baby. This is how I celebrate."

"You do?" I'm sure. "And why is that?"

"Hmm, I started when I was in college, I think. I celebrate the day before my birthday. "I'm used to it, because I know I'm going to the hacienda the next day," he said, looking at me. He combed my hair. "But, now that's yours here." "Everything's going to change then," he smiled.

"You should celebrate from now on."

"I am celebrating a baby."

"With them, Rezoir, and your family."

"You're my family." I hit him on the arm. "What?" he said, laughing.

"You’re in a good mood now, huh? You're teasing me again." I snort. He pinched my cheeks.

"Is my baby pissed off?" He spoke softly. I couldn't help but laugh, and I buried my face in his neck.

"Don't talk like a baby," I murmured.

"I'm just practicing, baby."

"I'm not a baby!"

"You're my baby."

"Stop being cheesy!" "It doesn't suit you."

"I belong to you," he grinned.

"Seriously?!"

"I'm just kidding, baby. Stop pouting."

"I'm not pouting—" I didn't finish what I was saying when he suddenly entered me. "R-Rezoir!"

"I love you, baby!" I just answered his moaning.

And yes, we spent the entire night making love.

The next day, I woke up with Rayver beside me. Mama Serena was the one who looked at him. I could feel the heat on my cheeks when my baby probably spent the night with his grandmother. I know they have an idea what happened last night! Rezoir doesn't even want to let me out!

"What is it, baby?" "Why are you now in bad shape again?" he asked jokingly.

"It's embarrassing."

"You don't have to; we’re not the ones." Who was absent last night?"

"What are you talking about?" He shrugged and said nothing.

I am currently eating breakfast in bed. Rezoir is carrying Rayver; the boy is wide awake and laughing in the morning.

"Did you have fun spending the night with your grandma, buddy?" Rezoir's question to Rayver made me snort.

"Baby, can you please stop saying the word night?" I complained, and he laughed.

"What? "What's wrong with it?"

"It's embarrassing!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop now!" when he noticed I was staring at him with a frown. Because he laughs, his son also imitates him.

Until I took a shower, and that's it. Father and son are still giggly. They miss each other so much. Only then did it stop when Rayver suddenly started crying and was hungry.

"What are you talking about?" I looked at Rezoir; he was talking to Reign on the other line. "Let him be," he sensed. "It's not your business, so stop meddling with it!"

I smiled at Rayver. His eyes are slightly tilted; maybe he's looking for his dad.

"Why did you even call me if you're not going to listen to me, Reign?" he snorted.

Reign is here; I don't know why they are calling each other. Maybe Reign was too lazy to come here, or maybe he chose to just call his older brother because he knew Rezoir would pour fire on him.

"Stop calling me!" "Talk to mom instead!" he had called Reign.

"What is it?"

"He's just teasing me," his brows met."Grandpa wants to talk to you too, baby."