Chapter 247 - Two Hundred And Fourty-seven: Kingdom Of Lincolnshire
The third point of view
"Mom, when is dad coming ho?" Akim lifted his eyes towards his mother, Emily as she redid the dye on his hair.
"Don't worry, he'd be ho soon," Emily answered, tears escaping the brim of her eyes. Her son had his back turned to her so he couldn't see the tears falling down her face.
It's been seven years since the birth of Akim and the death of Judy and things have not gone the way she planned.
Her relationship with Ahd was on the brink of collapse; it was just hanging on a thin line.
It had not always been like that, but after she birthed Akim and developed so complications in her womb - she might not be able to give birth again- their relationship began to go downhill from there.
Ahd had always been a child lover, so when he found out his wife might not be able to give birth again, the news didn't sit well with him.
At first, he had been hopeful that the result would be reversed with years, letting her undergo various dical therapies - so uncertified and experintal. Money was not a problem to them but Emily gave up, she was gradually becoming a laboratory rat and the procedures were interfering with her life and career.
That marked the beginning of the strain in their marriage; they would fight and shout at the latest confrontation which mostly centered on the issue of childbirth.
Ahd wanted her to go further for the tests but Emily was tired, she was satisfied with Akim- but then, Akim wasn't Ahd's. Her husband wanted his own biological child that would carry on with his legacy and property- instead of that bastard child.
"Mom, why is father angry at ?" the little boy couldn't help but ask. Though his father never raised a hand on him, his words were cold and harsh, nor does he spend ti with him anymore.
Emily gulped, yet put on a fake smile, pretending to be clueless "What do you an, baby?"
"It's almost as if he hates ?" the boy shrugged, his eyes connecting with his mother's through the bathroom mirror.
"And why would you think that way?" Emily held his gaze.
"You guys fight almost all the ti and he normally calls my mother's son. Also, why do I always have to dye my hair black?"?he peppered her with questions.
Emily shut her eyes and reopened them with a deep breath, "Akim," She turned the boy to face her, "It's normal for your mom and dad to fight occasionally -"
The boy interjected, "You two fight occasionally only because he's not with you every day,"
Emily was taken aback by his comnt. He was just a seven years old boy, how could he speculate that?
"Akim," She cleared her throat, " All you should know is that father loves you as much as I do," Emily wished she was as convinced as her words.
It was stupid to have believed a man's words. Ahd had promised her a comfortable life at the beginning, she should have known that people changed.
"Alright?" The boy acquiesced yet Emily had a feeling that he didn't believe a thing she said. Akim was smarter than kids his age, she had made sure he was thoroughly learned.
"And my hair? "
Just when she thought he had given up on that question, she dreaded that the most.
She rubbed her arm down his arm, "As I said, baby, because you look too much like mummy, you need to dye your hair black to look like daddy too,"
Who was she kidding? Even with Akim's hair dyed black, he looked nothing like his father. The boy had inherited his father's blonde hair plus his facial appearance - his eyes were the only exception.
All of Ahd's relatives knew the boy wasn't his, but it had to be kept hidden from the public to avoid a scandal. Ahd was running for the presidential election this year hence had to keep a good public image. Thanks to that, Emily knew he wouldn't be divorcing her anyti soon - at least until the election was over.
Adam had also found out about Akim, but there was nothing he could do about it. Ahd was not complaining, plus the fact Emily was currently influential enough to protect her kid. Moreover, the boy had crept his way into Adam's cold heart. As much as Akim was that lowlife's son, he was a boy - a valued gender in the Spencer Clan- and had grown up with Spencer's blood running through his veins.
"Alright mom," Akim, thankfully stopped with his questions.
"Wash up, you'd be late for school,"
Emily left the bathroom, giving him space to wash up only to bump into one of the servants who had co into her son's room.
"Here you are, Madam,"
"What is it?" Her brow raised questioningly.
"Sir Ahd is back," she was notified.
"Oh," He decided to co ho at last, "I'll be there shortly,"
"Alright, ma'am" she bowed and left.
Emily moved to knock on the bathroom door, "Akim, your father is back,".
"He is?"?his voice climbed a notch out of excitent.
"Yes, baby. Take your ti in the bathroom since he won't be leaving soon, alright,"
"Sure, mom"
Emily doubted that, as soon as she left the room, he'd probably hasten up just to et his father - if only Ahd was that enthusiastic to et him.
Leaving the room, Emily made her way to their bedroom where she knew he would be.
Upon entering, the first thing one would notice was the two-bed separate beds positioned in the ravishingly furnished room. For quite so ti now, both of them had been sleeping differently - which wasn't a secret to the servants. Over the years, they have seen the relationship between their master and mistress deteriorate.
"You're ho," Emily said.
"Why? You don't want ho?" he retorted, working on his tie which she took over from him.
"As if I have the power," Emily replied emotionlessly, loosening the tie and placing his jacket he had discarded on the bed on her arm, "You're just the one who decided to throw himself into his work, forgetting about his family,"
"Family?" He chucked, "Do I have a family?"
"Do we have to go over this again?" Emily sighed.
"You tell ," He said, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
"Can't you see, Ahd? He might not be your biological son but Akim loves you,"
"I volunteered to marry you and give your son a sanctuary, but what have you given , Emily?"
Emily opened her mouth yet words couldn't form. Ahd was right, what had she done for him?
Ahd neared her, closing the space between them, and ran his hands down her bare arms which made her shiver.
"We could try once more… " He lowered his head, breathing down on her neck, "Give the therapy a shot once more, Emily,"
At once, her countenance changed: Just when she thought Ahd truly desired her, and not to coax her into giving the baby making a shot.
"Ahd, I'm tired. It's been seven years already and those treatnts are too cumberso on-"
"Forget about it, then," He pulled away, cold air replacing that spot his warmth had covered.
"Ahd -"
A knock sounded at that mont.
Emily went to answer the door, returning afterward to inform him that breakfast was served.
At the dining table, nobody said a word. A look at Akim told Emily that the boy had a lot to say to his father but the mom's indifferent looks made him swallow his words.
But the boy couldn't fight the urge anymore, " Father, I -"
"No talking at the table," Ahd was brisk to interrupt.
The boy's face fell, he pursed his lips and continued his food while Emily watched their tense interaction. She didn't say a word knowing it would only lead to a hot exchange of words, yet the scene pained her heart.
Still, Akim was not disheartened by his father's cold response that as soon as the breakfast was over, he had approached him saying.
"Father, we have a fundraising art exhibition at school and our parents are -"
"Your mother would take care of that," Ahd picked up his newspaper and snapped it open, dismissing the poor child as he settled into his seat.
"Akim, co over here," Emily called him over, "Mommy would co to your school later, alright," she threaded her hands through his hair.
"Sure," The bow tried to cover his disappointnt with a smile.
"Take him," she instructed the chauffeur to send him to school.
Emily turned around intending to give Ahd a piece of her mind when her phone rang.
"Hi Cecil"
"Hi Emily, guess what? "
Since the woman went straight to the point, good news must be on the way.
"What? I suck at guessing,"
"Rember when I told you that I have sobody who knows sobody at the kingdom of Lincolnshire," she said.
Oh right, Emily rembered. Cecil was adamant about creating connections with this mysterious royal family. She believed that with a relationship like that, their clothing line would go viral more than it already was - imagine a royal family wearing their designs.
"So there's this ball coming up for three days - it's their prince's birthday and I got my hands on their invitation- luckily. So while others would be finding potential husbands, we'll be moving our business on a higher level. So what do you say?" Cecil added," No, is not an option, "
"It's a once in a lifeti opportunity but I can't leave Akim behind - you know my situation here," Emily said of her concern.
"Don't worry, there's enough invitation to cover both of you. Now, get yourselves prepared, we'll be leaving as early as tomorrow,"
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