Chapter 352 - Three Hundred And Fifty-three: Loose Ends
The third point of view:
Her son was safe, that was all that mattered to Cecil. The woman was currently sitting on the edge of the bed in her room deep in thought.
How was she going to get out of this shit? Sure, Erald had promised to help her but how? She couldn't keep hiding forever, In fact, staying indoors for the past twelve hours was already suffocating. Moreover, Fernandez wasn't the type to give up. Though she didn't want to say it out, she was a bit scared for Erald since he was going to face Fernandez - he played dirty.
She was still speaking when her phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number but she picked up, having an inkling who was calling.
"Hello?"
"My Cecil,"
Shivers ran down her spine but not out of pleasure but disgust as she heard that voice and caption. That little son of a biscuit. He must be obsessed with her else he wouldn't be this disturbed.
"I wonder how you look in the mirror every day because you disgust to death Fernandez. Hence, don't you dare call that again for the rest of your pathetic short life," she cursed him.
"We were good together. So good together," his voice was a whisper; so sensual she could have sworn he was trying to seduce her. Or maybe, he was indeed trying to do so.
"I still rember our first night together," He went on, "You must think of as heartless for what I did but I'm a man who was in love with you, and trust when I say, I still love you, Cecil,"
"Is this a new tactic?" She said to him, unaffected by his pathetic act of temptation, "For to lower my guard?"
"What do you think?" he asked.
"I think you're desperate and retarded enough to attempt that," She told him straightforwardly.
There was a short silence and then he began to laugh. Fernandez cackled so hard Cecil began to imagine a coven of witches having a wild celebration.
"You've matured," was all he said.
"If this is what you're calling for, to chit chat, then I must say this has been a huge waste of my ti and saliva. Goodbye Fernandez," She was about to end the call when he said.
"Give Pedro. The boy has a much brighter future with , "
There was a cold glint in her eyes, "I've told you, Fernandez, you can get him in hell,"
"Don't make this any harder than it is, Cecil. Trust , It might get bloody later so tell now I'm still being magnanimous. Where are you hiding my son?"
Cecil snorted, she was right. The man thought she was still that naive little youth who had fallen for his sugary words. Well, news flash, she has grown - according to him - experience was a very good teacher - big fat thanks to him.
"You must be so desperate for him," It was her turn to laugh, "How does it feel to be on the receiving end. If I could rember clearly, I was the one begging desperately like this years ago,"
He was amused, "So this is revenge then?"
"No," she said, "This is just karma paying you back in your own coins. Because if this were revenge, I would have made sure Pedro had no chance of surviving in my womb,"
She took a deep breath, "A whore can't birth your son," She used the sa words he had used on her years back, "Go and look for your son"
"Cecil!"
"Fernandez!" Cecil bood back at him with the sa intensity. She refused to be used and threatened as he did to her in the past. This Cecil was not the sa woman!
"If you need your son, let's take it to the court of law,"
"Y-you....."
"Of course, you're not confident of winning," she sneered, "Don't you dare try to threaten again Fernandez because I wouldn't hesitate to fight -"
The phone was suddenly snatched from her grip and smashed to the wall to her utmost shock.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Cecil scread at Erald as she pulled at her hair; She wanted to punch him badly right now.
"He called you, didn't he?" Erald growled at her.
What an attitude! Cecil couldn't believe her ears
"Yes, of course, he called since I'm not stupid enough to call him. But that doesn't give you the right to destroy my cell phone! Who do you think you are!" She raised her voice at him.
"He could have been tracking your cell phone!"
There was silence.
"Oh," It dawned on Cecil, "I didn't think about that," there was an embarrassed look on her face while scratching her scalp awkwardly. She had lashed out at him without reasoning.
"I'm sorry for -"
"You shouldn't be," Erald dismissed her apology since she indeed shouldn't say that in the first place. He had lied.
They had a great firewall that even the governnt couldn't infiltrate into their network traffic, not to talk of a small fry like Fernandez who doesn't even know who he's dealing with yet. Why do you think they've been standing firm till now?
The huge man had just been so angry when he ca in to discover she was chatting with that man. Did she still love Fernandez? The thought of that scared him so much he just threw the phone as if he wanted to break them up. He had heard that children complicate matters, would that still be the sa here even after he helps her regaining Pedro?
Left for Erald alone, he could have sent his n to eliminate Fernandez overnight but he knew better, Cecil wouldn't approve of that. She would want that son of a hole to suffer for his cris the righteous way - which was kind of bullshit to him. It would take ti to gather evidence strong enough to land that man in jail and keep him there! Fernandez had too many allies in the police and Erald didn't like that one bit?- anything could happen.
He hated uncertainty, his missions so far were neat and swift with no room for mistakes nor loopholes- Dead n tell no tales. This was the first ti he would be working on one that had too many blind spots and loose ends. But then, what could he do? It was for the woman he loved and if she wanted it that way, so be it. He would just have to protect him.
"Fine, suit yourself," Cecil gave up on the sorry.
"I'll get you another one and move the contacts over," he promised her, picking up the damaged phone.
"Whatever," she looked the other way.
Both of them fell silent and the atmosphere beca awkward. Erald shifted uncomfortably on his feet while Cecil scratched the side of her face. What were they going to discuss now?
"How's your face?"
"Huh?"
"Your face?" He gestured to his face as an illustration, "Does it still hurt?"
"Oh," She rembered, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore,"
Cecil had a small band-aid on her forehead from where she had hit her head during that collision. She thankfully suffered no concussion but a slight headache which she had slept off already.
"I should check on Pedro," she said, rubbing her clammy hands on her pants. Gosh, why was she so nervous around him? Whatever that was between them ended that night - he wasn't even Pedro's father. Right now, the only connection between them was this unfortunate problem, nothing else.
"Alright, you should do that," he nodded and, "And probably take a look around, no one would stop you,"
"Thank you?" Cecil guessed she should say that and walked past him only to stop. With a heavy sigh, she turned to face him to say sothing, however, it happened that Erald was turning at the sa ti and both knocked into each other. Out of instinct, Erald reached out and grabbed her waist to keep her from falling.
For so strange reason, this man's height had never intimidated her; rather she gulped at their closeness right now, it was a bit disturbing. Cecil could have wiggled out of his grasp but the way he pinned her with his smoldering look made her unable to breathe, not to talk of moving. He must have cast a freezing spell on her.
With the way she looked at him, Erald was tempted to lower his head and kiss her senselessly, but he couldn't. He couldn't take advantage of her the second ti. If he was going to kiss her, he would do that with her permission.
"You should go look for Pedro," He added in his mind, "Before I lose control right now,"
Sothing was wrong with her, Cecil noticed. Why was she feeling disappointed he didn't kiss her? Oh my God! She was going crazy! What the hell was wrong with her?! She hated this man for Christ's sake. There was no way in hell she was feeling attraction for him. Oh no, she needed air.
And just like that, she escaped out of the room as quickly as her legs could take her and began to explore the mansion to lessen the boredom. The sll of sweet food directed her to the kitchen and that was where she found her son with this strange girl.
Cecil knew to recognize trouble when she saw one. She quickly withdrew her son imdiately. As much as she wanted bold ones around her reserved son, she needed one with morals too.
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