All Chapters of The CEO’s Private Desires : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 92 Ryan’s point of view Anxiousness wouldn’t let me get back to my research. In fact the thought that my mother might be dying was enough pull to thrust me out of bed. I need to know what she’s hiding from us, and I know who to go to for help. I took my phone to dial her contact, the call went through instantly and she picked after the third ring. “Just because I love you now doesn’t mean you get to call me all the time. I hate calls and I’m busy shopping for cooperate outfits.” I heard her groan aloud, “Not this one. I said bring your best!” She conversed snappily with whoever was with her at the background. “It’s urgent and about mom. When she came back, did you ask her about where she’s been for the past few weeks she was off?” I asked the moment I’m sure her attention was back to me. “Yeah. Yeah I did. I’ve forgotten what her response was even, I think she said she needed peace and went away to clear her head. Some shit like that! Why are you asking? What’s the

Chapter 94Ryan’s point of view The lie was our mother suddenly went unconscious during our family date, and we’d like to know what happened to her. She’s been rushed in for blood tests and we were told to wait for medical conclusions. So Vee and I are stuck here at the lobby hoping my instincts on mom’s health are wrong. “Won’t you call Seb to let him know about your current crisis?” Vee quipped, breaking the heavy silence lined between us. I shook my head negatively. I presume she doesn’t know about the accusations pitted against Seb, or the current situation at the company. I’m still yet to decide how I’d handle him. How I’m to confront Seb without letting my emotions get the best of me, or cloud my judgment after the confrontation. Because what reason could he possibly have for being the one who later stabbed me in the back? He sabotaged our relationship and my trust in him. I’m jumping into conclusions, which I’m trying to refrain from doing. This may not be his fault, he

Chapter 96Ryan’s point of view I was in the middle of a moment with my family when Seb’s first call came in. I saw it and thought I’d check in with him later. Then came in the second call, the third, and the many others that followed. My phone had been ringing out, cutting into our conversations, I was forced to put it on silent, but even the buzz was more pesky than ever. I needed to excuse myself, and it was the frustration that followed me out and reflected in the way I spoke to Seb. I didn’t know he was worried, that’s shocking news to me. I mean since when does Seb starts letting people know he cares about them? I may have been pissed that he kept disturbing me with calls, he was however right about me taking a few seconds to text him. I returned to the room, the room thick with tension as I left it. Well it wouldn’t be like this if mom hadn’t told us earlier when she woke up that she’s not interested in any interest. We asked why? And her response was she just wants to

Chapter 98Ryan’s point of view It was all stormy and rainy inside of me, but my facade was nothing but a calm breeze of soft tranquility. As I walked back into the ward room with my mother and sister, I made sure nothing on my face or movement could hint about the impact my brief leave of absence had created. “I thought you’d walk back in here with Seb, cause I knew he was the one calling and that he’s around.” Vee looked at me with a questioning gaze, and a glance at my mother showed that she had the same expression. I shouldn’t be hypocritical and discard this. I told myself the foundation of a happy family is trust, so I should trust them with my emotions and feelings. “I think the both of us might have just ended things if we were ever even a thing,” I answered as I walked up to my seat right beside mom. The chair was placed opposite Vee, but on mom’s left side. “Did he get paranoid and he reject you again? Honestly if he did, then I think it’s high time you give up on him.

Chapter 100Ryan’s point of view The next day came quicker than we expected, and while we juggled mom’s decision with her illness plus our own grief. Today was also going to be the start of the list we’ve prepared on what we’d like to get done as a family. While we ride for home, I already sent a car out to get Selena out of the rented apartment so I could formally be introduced as part of the family. I’ve managed to keep my mind off Seb, and it was only easy to do because of there’s more emotional trauma for me to process. My mom has decided she’d rather spend her limited days with us, than be glued to a sickbed hoping for the treatment to give her an extension. It was a hard decision to accept, and there was nothing I could do change that. I could only look forward to the inevitable demise of my mother, and try to cherish every single moment she has left with us. “So today we’re going to the park. It should be fun. And when you said you had a guest joining us for today, I hope