Chapter 162: Scared
"Vixen, why does it taste bad?" She said as she squinched her face seeing Vixen excited expression, he couldn’t help but laugh seeing the way she ford her face.
As much as Abi had the urge to scold him for tricking her, sje couldn’t help but stop herself from articulating words, all she could do was stop to stare at his happy mood.
Sothing that made him elated and it didn’t have to involve Arthur.
For so unknown reasons she felt touched by his mood, she felt connected and deep stated like she wanted to experience the happiness with him.
She pouted her lips as Vixen took a sit on his stool.
"I’m so sorry but then tell , what other way could I have convinced you to take the pill?" He said still laughing.
"You could have done sothing—" she paused to think of sothing that would have been excusable for his actions.
"You could have added so sugar." She suggested.
" But I had no sugar with , I could have thought of asking the syrup but you need strength at the mont, so that’s why I had to block your nose so you wouldn’t be able to perceive and notice that is bitter imdiately. "
As much as she wanted to say sothing to retaliate against his words, she couldn’t help but admit that he was right after all.
How would she able to take sothing which she felt was bitter and likewise, she knew that it was the job of the nurses to co assist her but then, she was concerned, it was dark and the mood of view was sleepy, so there was no need calling a nurse who would co to give her the syrup.
As much as she wanted to deny the fact, it kinda made her feel like a silly person.
"You’re right— but then you cheated , big ti, you could have told
that you were going to do that process instead. "
" Oh really? Maybe then I’ll consider telling you that so it would take minutes for
to convince you to take the mixture, " for so reasons Vixen was making her feel like she was a small child.
Anyhow, she didn’t like that she was tricked.
The next mont between the both of them was silence, no body said a word but Vixen was in thoughts, after what had happened earlier, he was planning on asking her what she wanted to say.
"Abi—" he gently called out to her as she turned her gaze to et him.
He felt hesitant a bit, like what he was about to do was going to cost him a lot.
And maybe it was going to cost him a lot, he was going to rekindle the mories about what had happened.
"Actually, when we were in the room. I... I really wasn’t able to hear out what you wanted to say, I didn’t give you the chance to speak so, do you mind telling
what you were planning to say."
"Oh," she said a bit speechless, she didn’t know what she was going to say, but so how —
"Is sothing about the past, Vixen, you said that you didn’t want to talk about the matter so I don’t think there’s any reason for
to tell you."
"But I really want to know, I want to know what you we’re trying to say, because of what happened I was not to hear from you."
"There’s no need, Vixen. If the matter is about your wife then i don’t think that there’s a chance for you to rember those mories. "
Vixen was silent for a while but his expression, his expression was neutral and then she heaved a deep breath, she sat appropriately on the bed wondering what had happened to him all of a sudden.
All she got was that she got bitten by a snake but then the matter of the truth was that she couldn’t believe that he would actually co and tell her this.
"Vixen, to be fair about my words, are you sure that you would want to hear what I’m going to say?"
He nodded.
"Actually, when I was a little girl, my mother, my mother ran away from . I had so many thoughts about who my mother was, I always hated her for years thinking that she did it on purpose but then, when I found her back, I wasn’t given the chance to spend ti with her. It seems like just like my parents, they are destined not to spend a long ti with . "
" Why do you say that? "
" Hmmm, when I discovered my mother when I grew older, I couldn’t understand anything. What I an is that, I had so much hatred I couldn’t process whether she is coming into my life after what she had done, she abandoned
and left
to wonder who she was, I hated my mother because she made my father worried, she made my father beckon about her without even being around. I felt guilty because I thought the case might be because of , I was just a small child and I thought that I was the reason but when I grew up and grew close to her, I discovered that my mother actually left
because my father decided to sleep with another woman. She found out that the woman that I claid was my aunt was actually the woman who my father slept with, I couldn’t believe it and before I could rekindle the love I had with my mother and make ands of everything, she got into an accident and in the process, my mother beca sick. Severely sick even after coming back from the hospital, I visited her daily and asked the doctor what had happened to her. From there I discovered my mother suffered from the accident. I took my ti to take care of her, I tried to be with her but then it was useless, the ti I took care of her made nothing out of
and I watched her die. I couldn’t forgive my father for what he had done, because of him, I missed what could be dear to
in my entire life, I lost my mother. That’s what I don’t want for Arthur, I don’t want Arthur to hate his mother and then make
look like his mother, if he wants to know about who his mother is then I think you should just tell him who his mother is, I’m not his mother. He has his mother and when he knows who his mother is, I think is best for you to make him decide whether he will choose
or his mother, no matter the choice, I want him to know that his mother loves him."
" And what if he chooses her over you? "
" As much as I’m going to think about it, Vixen, I don’t think that I’ll feel so hurt since I know that he’s doing it because he loves his mother. And she could co back to his life—"
" But she would only be in mories," Vixen interrupted placing a frown on her face.
" What do you an by that? "
" I an that Arthur wouldn’t be able to et his mother. If really you’re so concerned about the fact that he might be separated from his mother and he might think you’re the villain of his life, I think is best you know really what happened to his mother."
" Really, what happened to his mother? "
Vixen didn’t say a word for a while, he was silent and then his mories were on what had happened before.
The letter.
He grew so cold and silent for a while and then he turned to her like nothing had happened.
" Is nothing, you said that if he wants to discover who his mother is then he should know. When the ti cos then I promise, I’m going to tell him everything that he needs to know. "
He stated patiently but then she was worried about his words, why was she going to be in his mories instead?
What had happened to her?
Just as she was about to speak further about their conversation, he was quick to dodge the topic.
" So about your father, you were worried and spoke about your father when we at house. "
" Papa? What do you want to know about him? "
" Your father is weak and sick after what had happened right?"
" He wasn’t just weak, he was in a bad shape he had a nearly had stroke when he discovered everything. And truth be told, is being a long while since I had heard of him. "
" Isn’t he at the hospital? "
" Actually, I was scared that my father may have to suffer a lot because of the environnt of the hospital so I took him the countryside, I had to take him back to my ho town and appoint maids and nurses who were going to make sure he’s okay. "
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