Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (superbooks4u TXT) 📗

16

 

 

              My heart thundered wildly in my chest as I walked into the kitchen. I stared around in puzzlement. I didn't understand a thing here. But it wasn't out of the confusion of being in the kitchen. 

       A lot of things happened in her life. I was around her but I couldn't detect a single thing. 

      "You don't know a thing around you," She said leaning against the counter in the kitchen. 

      "You're a good actress," I said, my voice was full of sarcasm. 

      "Like you," She shot back. She put pressure on her lips, forming a thin line. 

       I glared at her, "I didn't get married. I wasn't pregnant." My voice raised, breaking the silence.

       She sighed, pulling herself away from the counter, "I'm sorry." she muttered. 

       I shook my head, "You should have told me when you dated him the first day. I was stupid. I didn't notice. It could be a man instead of our business." I breathed in and exhaled, hoping to control my exasperation. 

       " I just couldn't, Sienna. It looked easy but it wasn't. He proposed to me and I couldn't say no. It's simple. I love him, " She said. 

       "You could have included us in your happiness." I shot back in aggravation. 

       She exhaled loudly, "I'm sorry, Si." she muttered, 

       I shook my head, again, "At least, you should talk to uncle. You just left him." I told her. 

      "I know I should not do this. He's not my..." She trailed. 

      Her words were infuriating, "Don't say that. He loves you like his daughter, he brought you up. If he's not your father, then I'm not your sister, too," I shouted at her with glassy eyes. 

       Footsteps rang in. Her guards walked in. They looked between us in confusion. I couldn't be here anymore when she was thinking all this nonsense. It would hurt uncle so much. Tears pierced in my eyes. 

       "I didn't mean that," She whispered. 

       "For goodness sake, Aerial. Don't even..." I looked away as my voice turned heavy with emotions, "Don't hurt him." I said and headed out of the kitchen, out of her mansion. I couldn't stay around her when she thought of us as strangers.

       I stomped out of the kitchen and plopped on the couch. I was feeling furious. I squinted at the kitchen. She was looking at me. Her expression was sad, tears in her eyes. I looked down at the carpet when she paced toward me. We never argued, it happened rarely when our options were the same on the same topic.

      She took me in an embrace when she sat next to me, "Let's spend our husbands' money." She suggested. I felt her tears dripping on my shoulder and trailing down. 

      "I hate tears in your eyes, Eri," I told her. I was always protective toward her like a bad a** elder sister. 

      "I'm not crying," She said in her cracked voice. 

      "We have a common habit. We can't lie, particularly to each other." I told her, feeling my own tears at bay. 

      "True," She squeezed her arms around me. I felt more tears dripping. 

      "You can tell me anything," I told her, glancing down at her face. Tears tracks were glistening on her skin. 

      "I know. I was frightened of your reaction. See! You're upset and don't wanna look at me." She whispered. Her voice was cracking. 

      "Don't hurt uncle. When my parents were busy in their social life. It was only uncle and then he adopted you. You both are my family and we are his family." I told her. 

      "I know," She drew her head back. She swiped the side of her palm on her cheeks and then her nose. We giggled together gazing at each other. 

      "Your nose is blowing, kiddo." A hand came in front of us, holding a white handkerchief. 

       I lifted my chin, though I knew. 

      "Dad!" She shot on her feet and took quick steps forward. 

      Uncle engulfed her and patted the pack of her head as her tears streamed down, "You just can't leave us like this. Right, kiddo?" Uncle looked down at me and patted the top of my head. His smile was sad. He wasn't alone. Andria and mom were two steps behind him. My mother was crying silently. Andrea's arms were around her shoulders, muttering something under her breath, mom nodded with a smile and tears in her eyes. Her white handkerchief was soaked with her tears. 

      I nodded, with a huge grin. Nothing could be happier than a family reunion. 

      "I'm sorry. I hurt you," Her sobs were loud. 

      "You didn't hurt me." He said. 

      She pulled back, "Don't lie, dad." She sniffed, taking the handkerchief, she wiped her nose. 

      He chuckled, "Are you happy, kiddo?" He asked, his expression turned serious. 

       She nodded, "I am happy now." Happiness shone softly in her eyes, " I wish I didn’t have to leave you, dad." She muttered, pulling back, "But you have a beautiful company now." She giggled, her gaze rested on Andria.

      "True. But you two are my world." He said, looking down at me and then back at her. 

       "Why are you so lazy?" Aerial pulled me up on my feet, grasping my wrist. 

       "I'm relaxed, not lazy," I told her. 

       "Where's Marcus?" He asked, looking behind us. He was going to have a serious talk with him. 

       "He's in his office. I should call him." She spun to her room, "Let me grab my phone." She muttered to herself more than us. 

       "No need, kiddo. Tell him, I wanna meet him." He said. 

       Her expression changed. Worry could be easily seen on her face. But she nodded her head slowly. 

       "Relax, nothing to worry about." He said, flashing his assuring smile. 

       She let out a slow breath and nodded with a smile. She wasn't looking fully convinced. I could only pray to get everything on track, lives full of happiness. 

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