Chapter 47
Hunter:
“Today’s the big meeting, isn’t it?” Tara appeared just as I was getting into the car. I had lost all interest in moving on with her. I just wanted my son to like me and talk to me now.
Earlier, I wanted to punish Reyna at every step of her life. I wanted to hurt her and make her realize that playing with someone’s heart comes with consequences. Hence, I decided to accept Tara and get engaged to her. However, now I was over it. Reyna was the mother of my child, and I didn’t want to make her pay or anything because my son would hate me for it. Also, I never said it out loud, but she was the best mother who achieved so much and gave our son the best life.
“Yes,” I replied with a spoiled mood.
“Maybe I’ll come and wait in your office for your meeting to be over, she suggested in a cheery tone, making me wonder if she really thought I would let her bother me like that.
“Taral Why would you wait for me?” I asked in confusion. It’s not like we’ve ever done that before. So, I guessed she was worried about what I would talk about with Reyna once we were done working on projects.
“Just to hang out with you. Once your meeting is over, we can go and watch some movie or even go for lunch,” she clapped her hands excitedly, making me stare at her in silence. Was she really that delusional?
“Why would I do that?” I shrugged, raising my brow as I anticipated a good reason from her.
“Because we are mates,” she uttered sadly, her energy shifting after I responded to her so coldly.
“And I told you many times that I only got engaged to you because I wanted Reyna to be upset, I shook my head, trying to understand what goes through this girl’s mind.
“But we thought we would end up liking each other, remember?” she smiled again, her eyes fluttering as if she was trying her best for the tears not to appear in her eyes.
“Ohh! You mean when you said you think we might end up liking each other,” I nodded in understanding, making it seem like I just recalled that.
“We
were actually doing much better before she showed up in your life again. Don’t tell me now that you have a son with her; you forgot how she cheated on you when pregnant with your child, there it was, her reminding me of my past over and over again.
“Taral Since you know today’s meeting is very important for me, I would expect you to not ruin my mood. You stay at home and do what you do best—have negative thoughts while I go take care of my business,” not even caring for the big tears appearing in her eyes, I slipped into my car and started my journey for the day..
However, I wasn’t being honest with her when I said I was headed to the office. In fact, I lied to everyone. It was my plan to ensure Reyna was not at home when I went there to meet Turner. She would be busy in her presentation, unable to answer any calls, and I would use that time to communicate with my son. After my stupid actions left my son hurt, I needed to work harder before he lost all hope in me.
I must make my son like me.
That would be the only way for me to spend time with him. If he kept locking himself inside, I would never be able to get closer to my son.
Once I arrived at her home and saw her car gone, I was satisfied.
“Jeffery! What’s going on over there?” I called Jeffery to keep an eye on Reyna and her arrival. I would only knock on the
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“It’s all set. She’s in the hall with the clients, starting her presentation,” he informed me in a hushed tone.
“Great! Let me know when the presentation ends or when she leaves the building.” I said before hanging up the call. My heart was filled with excitement over seeing my son again..
All this time, my blood, my baby, was right before my eyes, and I couldn’t hold him. Heck! Even with the uncanny similarities, I couldn’t tell that he was my child.
I guess Reyna’s betrayal had left me paralyzed from making good judgments anymore. I got out of the car with a few gifts in my hand and then knocked on the door.
I could hear Turner talking to Polline inside. He was awake already. I smiled to myself. The approaching footsteps made me straighten my spine and get ready to face my son and his harsh glares. But I would turn them into loving stares very soon.
Soon, Polline answered the door with a smile on her lips that faded right away when she saw it was me.
“Alpha King Hunter!” she looked behind and then at me, utterly shocked and alarmed.
“I’ve come to see my son,” I uttered, stepping inside even when she didn’t ask me to. I didn’t need to ask her permission to see my son. As soon as I stepped into the living room and put the gifts aside, I saw Turner walk out of the kitchen with a napkin in his hand. He must have been preparing for breakfast.
“Who was it, grandma?” he asked like an adult, making me smile widely. But the way he stopped when he saw me and then dropped his napkin shattered my heart.
I must have really upset him to act like he couldn’t be around me.
“I don’t think he’s ready to see you yet.” Polline uttered from behind me, but I didn’t have time to turn and answer her because the very next moment Turner saw me, he started looking towards the staircase to get away from me.
I rushed after him, letting out a loud scream of fear from Polline’s mouth. I didn’t really know what she thought I was doing, but I didn’t care either. I wasn’t going to hurt my son; I would never do that. I just wanted to have a word with him, and I couldn’t do it if he kept running away from me all the time.
As I caught up to him near the staircase, I wrapped my arms around him and carried him up.
“Let me go, I don’t want to see your face,” he screamed, moving his legs around to try and get out of my grasp
“I am only here to apologize to you,” I added, effortlessly keeping him tied around my arms.
“No! I don’t want your apology: I just want you to go away,” he yelled again, trying to kick me and scratch my skin.
“Just hear me out once. Won’t you give your daddy one chance to make it up to you?” I asked as I walked him to the garden, leaving Polline behind with her hand over her mouth in surprise.
After I took him outside, I realized he wouldn’t quit fighting, so I asked him a simple question, “Do you never want to see me ever again?”
My heart pounded loudly in my chest as I awaited his answer.
“No!” he muttered, and a smile crept over my lips. He seemed stubborn just like his parents.
“But I will still keep coming to see you.” As soon as I said that and sat down on the chair in the garden with him in my lap, I realized he had stopped fighting too hard. I had him in my arms, hugging him from the back, and his heartbeat went from accelerating crazily to beating calmly under the care of his father.
