THE LAST THING HE SAID

FIONA'S POV

Later that evening, Jasper called May and I to the living room to discuss family matters.

I really didn't want to be there. A whole 24 hours had passed and my husband didn't show any interest in me.

He spent the remainder of the day with May and April at the main house. Now, he wants to talk like a family?

I'm slowly getting fed up with the nonsense going on. Had it not been for May, I wouldn't have been here a second longer.

“Come sit with me, baby.” I called May, but she sat close to her Dad. I wonder why I bother.

“Okay. So, have we accepted that April will do the surrogacy for us?”

“Yes!” May answered excitedly. I looked at her in shock.

“What do you mean by ‘yes’ my love? Do you know what a surrogate means?” I sat up straight watching her.

“Yes. It means she will be my mommy too. Right, daddy? And she will bring a brother for me. Unlike mommy.”

“Okay! I have had enough. May, why do you always talk to me like that? I'm your mother!”

I stared at her as her words kept breaking my heart piece by piece.

The people who should be by my side in this difficult period of my life are pushing me away physically, emotionally and verbally.

“Don't raise your voice at her, Fiona! She is a child.”

“And that's why I have been calm with her. But that doesn't excuse the hurtful things she says.”

“Yes, they are hurtful. But are they lies? Do you want her to learn to lie, huh?”

My shoulders dropped. I watched him speechlessly.

“Jasper,” I said calmly, “since last night, I have been trying to tell you that I'm ill. A very terminal—”

“Stop! That's not the topic we are discussing now. Try to be sensitive. You just scolded your own child for no reason. Why should she be closer to you if you're like this?”

I looked at May. She had climbed on Jasper's thighs, hid her face on his chest and began sobbing.

“Oh, dear. May, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that.” I came over to where they sat. I tried to touch her but she pushed my hands away.

“Daddy,” she said sobbing, “I want April. Can I go see her?”

“Darling, just a bit long. Then we will go together.”

Then he raised his eyes to me.

“I don't think there is any objection to this matter. April will do this for us. And by my mother's orders, it will be done traditionally.”

I grabbed my trousers tightly. By his mother's orders? Wasn't he a man? Why should everything be done by that witch?

“May.” I called her, “Go see aunt April.” I didn't look away from Jasper.

“Yayyy.” She screamed as she ran out of the house.

After she left, I faced Jasper.

“What on earth do you mean by ‘traditionally’? Was the plan for her to give birth to our child?”

He shook his head and straightened. “Fiona, the child will be ours.”

“The child will be yours and your ex's. Don't you realize your mother is trying to remove me from the equation here?”

He scoffed, a smile spreading across his face.

“My ex this, my ex that. Is that the problem? Or is it my mother? You seem to have a serious problem with the people in my life.”

“Jasper, you can't have this child with her. It's supposed to be our child.”

“It is. Get that into your skull! Or do you have any to give?”

“Jasper, I'm dying!”

“You can die for all I care! April will be our surrogate.”

A ringing sound filled my ears. No, he didn't mean what he just said. I laughed at myself.

“What did you just say?”

“I'm not in the mood for this drama.”

“What drama, Jasper? I'm terminally ill. I have a few months to live. And you're calling it drama?”

“Okay. So what's wrong with you? Say it, I'm all ears.” He folded his arms.

I couldn't open my mouth to talk. He made it sound made up. How could I lie about such a thing to him?

“You know what, it's fine. You can go meet April. That's who you want, right? The only woman who can give you a son. Why stop at surrogacy, marry her, fuck her, she is your first love anyway.”

I got up and walked out on him as I voiced the thing mad in my heart. I had imagined my husband would hold me, probably cry with me, and….

Give me assurance that he was there for me. But no. He supported his family in humiliating me. I walked out of the house to get some fresh air.

As soon as I got outside, I walked to the small gazebo. I could see May getting into a car with April.

Jasper soon walked out of the house. He walked over to their side of the massive compound. He waved the car down, and they stopped for him.

And with a big smile, he climbed on and they drove out of my sight.

These people didn't want me. Why was I here in the last phase of my life?

A car drove down to the front of our house and the Queen of Queens stepped out.

Janice spotted me in the gazebo and walked over.

“What a lovely evening.” She sat on the wooden bench and placed her bag on the round table.

I didn't respond to her. It would obviously be a lovely evening for her.

“Didn't you hear me?” She looked at me.

I still ignored her.

“Oh, come on, now. You mean your evening is not lovely? What a shame. I remember telling you the first day that you came here with my boy. To get out of his life, we don't need a nobody in this family. But you refused.

“Fine, I accepted you anyway. And now, you can't give us a son to continue the family's legacy? Why are you here then?

“Love. What do you think love is?” She laughed as she brought out her phone. I heard a dialing sound and April's voice filled the gazebo.

“How are you, my child?”

“Oh mother. I'm doing okay. Jasper and I are out with May. I'm so happy she is getting close to me.” April replied from the other side.

“Oh, that's so good to hear.” Janice looked at me with a smile.

“Take good care of my son, and my granddaughter. As well as yourself.” She giggled.

“Definitely. Jax is in good hands. We are literally holding hands. He is warming up to me slowly. Have a good evening.” She hung up.

Why was she doing this? I got her point. Why rub it in my face?

“Some people are having a good evening, and some are wallowing in self-pity.” Then she laughed again.

Tears filled my eyes as I got up and walked out of the gazebo back into the house. I couldn't do it anymore.

I had to have peace. I am going to leave this place for them.