MasukNancy’s POV
I was pacing back and forth, trying to keep it together. Trying not to let myself crumble in front of Andrew. I didn’t know why I felt this way. For four years I had been strong. I hadn’t shed a single tear for years but after Liam’s accident I have felt like the universe was against me.
“We need to have a conversation.” He finally broke the silence when he couldn’t take it anymore. He took a step towards me and tried to touch my arm but I pushed him away with such a fury that I surprised myself. I was shaking. I was confused and uncertain of what my life would become now that Andrew was in it again.
“Don’t. Just don’t, okay?” I said strongly.
He raised his hands up in frustration. “What do you want Nancy!? What do you want me to do? I am so sorry, so sorry for what happened and for everything you have had to go through, but I am here now. I can help you!”
“That’s the point Andrew! I don’t want your help! I don’t want you in my life. Your mother is dangerous and yes, I am scared. I am terrified of what she might do to me, my family, and my child just so she can have her way. Just so she can ruin my life and take me out of yours.”
He took a step back as if I just struck him with a blow. “You can’t mean that.”
“You don’t know how hard it was Andrew. The only job my mother can manage to get now is that of a janitor because of your mother! All my mother will ever amount to is someone who cleans after everyone else. My brother only recently got a job two months ago as a bartender because for four years no one has wanted to hire him because of your mother! No company will hire my brother because of fear for your mother despite his competences and talents.”
“So, your conclusion is to shut me out? Push me away because you choose to let your fear control your choices!? I have the power to help you and your family so why won’t you let me!? Liam deserves a better life than that.”
I slapped him.
It happened in less than a second. I didn’t even realize when my hand connected with his face but the last thing I was going to let him do was use my own son to manipulate me. He blinked in surprise for a few seconds as he brought his gaze back to me.
He looked furious. But I didn’t care!
“You have no right! I was the one who was there for Liam when he was sick. When he took his first steps or said his first word. I am the one who has taken care of him all these years and we might not have everything but we are happy! We are happy without you in our lives!”
“He is my son! You can’t expect me to stay away from him. I have already missed so much Nancy. I refuse to miss anymore.” He said stubbornly.
“Well, I won’t let you!” I basically screamed. The thing is deep down, I knew I was being unreasonable. I knew Andrew deserved to know his son. It wasn’t his fault he wasn’t able to be a father all these years. That was all his mother. He didn’t know I was pregnant.
But Andrew’s world was filled with powerful people who would stop at nothing to get what they wanted. I would never fit in. Liam would never fit in. My son would forever be known as the bastard son of a low life mother. My paranoia was getting the better of me, but he didn’t know…. He didn’t know how hard it was. There were not enough languages in the world to explain how much my family and I had suffered because of his mother.
I held my head up and walked towards him. We were inches apart now and even though I was in heels, he still towered over me, as intimidating as I remembered him to be. I analyzed him without even meaning to. It was difficult to believe that I was in a relationship with this man four years ago.
He was handsome as ever. He still had the same dark brown hair which I remembered to have always been perfectly styled, not a hair out of place, but today his hair was disheveled. He was in a white shirt, a few buttons lose and there was a look of despair on his face. He looked miserable. I almost felt sorry for him.
“You have done your part Andrew. The doctor said Liam will be alright. You saved him. You can leave now. I know what this means. I know the scandal this might create for you. The perfect tech billionaire having a child out of wedlock? A child he didn’t even know existed? I know this will be bad for your business so this is me giving you the easy way out. You don’t have to get involved. You can walk away.”
He laughed. He laughed so bitterly that I took a step back. He wiped at his still bloody nose and clenched his hands at his sides. He closed the distance between us and grabbed my arm in a strong grip. Then he brought his face so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my face, could smell his cologne intoxicating me.
“What are you doing? Let me go Andrew…” I fought against his grip but he only held me tighter and brough his face even closer to mine. We made eye contact now, his eyes dark and filled with anger.
“If you won’t let me see my son, if you keep me away from him…” His voice was hard now, filled with rage. “Then I will take him from you.”
I gasped and froze on the spot. My heart fell to my stomach.
“I will remove him from your life like this!” He snapped his fingers and I startled a bit as the sound echoed in the empty chapel.
“You know I can Nancy. I have the power to do it without even breaking a sweat. I wouldn’t even need to explain myself and even if I had to all I would have to say is that you kept him away from me for four years, that he almost lost his life on your watch, that I can give him a better life. So, if I were you, I would rethink my choices or you might wake up tomorrow all alone, without a son!”
When he finished, he let go of my arm, looked me up and down and then walked out of the room without another word. I was left in the chapel, tears falling from my eyes, shocked and scared.
what do we think about this chapter? was andrew out of line?
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