Chapter 19
There was silence on the other end; Richard didn’t respond for a moment, and I didn’t push it as I knew he was still processing it.
“Okay, you can ask Jane to email me the school options; I will tell her my choice.”
“Right away, love, thank you so much for this. I swear it’s just a few months.”
“Of course,” I said, and then I bid him goodbye before ending the call. Renea was smiling, obviously aware of my decision.
“So I’m going to America?” She asked, which made me shake my head.
“Richard did mention I will be working at one of the firms, so I guess your services will be needed.”
“I mean, you don’t even know that boy’s favorite coloris, Renca said in a joking tone, but still, it touched my heart, Andreas was my son, and I know Renea was his nanny, but for her to know him more than me? I couldn’t help but feel guilty.
“You know what? No, I will not be too busy. This is the time for me to get to know my son, so we will just do fine without you.” I winked. making her laugh.
“Well, I will miss my boy, and remember, I’m just a call away if you’ll change your mind.”
“Of course.” I said as I got another bottle of water before I told her there was no need for her to pick Andreas up today, as Richard mentioned he would be picking him up again he told me that when they left in the morning; I was still in bed that time as I wasn’t feeling like going to work today. I mean, I’ve been ignoring Florence’s calls all morning where she was asking if I was coming in, saying there were some things that only I could solve
Yes, they relied on me so much. I just wondered how they would survive without me, and sure, telling Florence I was taking a few months off will piss her off, but I was her boss, so she will just have to deal.
I left Renea in the kitchen as she was helping Mrs. Lewis, who was preparing lunch.
When I reached the bedroom. I placed the bottle down as I sat in front of the computer waiting for an email from Jane. I had to make sure the school Andreas would go to was the best, as I didn’t get a chance to go to a good school, but my son, well, let’s just say I would spend my whole fortune on his studies, as that’s the other reason I worked hard for
Logan and his friends treated me like trash; they made fun of me because I didn’t go to school and was very poor. It sounds crazy, but for the past four years I’ve worked my ass off not just because I wanted to have something in case Richard decided to leave me; no, I also worked hard to somehow prove to Logan that the girl he once saw as a nobody–the one he said couldn’t survive without him was now on his level.
The email came in, and after taking a sip of my water, I went to it and checked out the schools. It took about thirty minutes to arrive at a choice; after sending the choice to Jane so she could make a way and register Andreas, I went to the bathroom and took a shower. I had a bath this morning, but I wanted to look fresh when Richard came back.
It took me an hour to be ready, and that’s when Richard and Andreas got back. I sent Renea home early, as I told her I would take care of Andreas, I also asked Mrs. Lewis to go back to her apartment and told her we would be going out for dinner–well, just me and my husband, as I asked her to expect Andreas. I just wanted to do something nice for Richard; yesterday was our anniversary, and I felt bad for forgetting it
We had lunch and then helped Andreas with his homework even when he wasn’t going to need it. Andreas was a very quiet boy: he rarely spoke and still struggled to say words. Maybe it was because he wasn’t used to me, as I’ve honestly neglected him.
After helping him with homework, I helped him have his bath while Richard went to book our tickets and also check for apartments, as he refused to stay at his late father’s house.
“Can I ask you a question?” I asked my son as I helped him put on his sweater–it was a little cold, he nodded his head, and I gently ruffled his hair before I asked if he was upset with me for not being there for him.
Okay, this question was random; I also didn’t understand why I was asking him such a question. Instead of words, he shook his head, making me nod mine, although I was now a little worried that something was wrong with him. I mean, I’ve seen children his age- Richard’s friends‘ children–they spoke and were even naughty. You could tell they were children because of their openness, but my son was so quiet that now I was starting to think he had a problem.
“Cincan I go to Mrs. Lewis now?” He struggled to say those words; I honestly don’t know what I was feeling. It’s like something was mentally wrong with him.
“Of course, baby, just..” I kissed his head before asking him to go and say goodbye to Richard, as he might be spending the night with Mr. and Mrs. Lewis.
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Chapter 19
“Okay,” be answered before he tumed, and then, instead of running like most children do, he walked toward the door. When he was out. I sighed before running my hands into my hair, this was serious
After a moment to myself, I got up and then walked out of the room. I went downstairs, where I met Mrs. Lewis, who was waiting for
Andreas
ths going to sound crazy, but I’m a little concemedel sand, which made her nod. “Is Andreas always like that? He doesn’t speak at all”
“Oh yes.
Mrs. Cooper. I spoke to Renea about it, and as a woman with experience working with children, I think someone is missing in
“Someone
“Yes, children can tell when someone is missing, so I suggest you open up about that part. I don’t know, maybe it’s his grandparents Have you told him about them?” she asked, and I shook my head as I never once told Andreas about my parents. “you should otherwise, he will keep wondering, and this is what happens. I mean, with his age, he’s supposed to be naughty, talkative just like other kids” She explained, making me nod and swallow hand as my chest ached.
My son was like this all because of me. I’ve been a temble mother, and I had to fix it. I had to fix everything, but wait, she mentioned. children felt everything, is it that he was missing Logan‘ That he knew Richard was not his real father?
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