HIS SWEET REVENGE

Celine’s POV

Jason’s birthday was memorable and I am extremely glad I made it happen. He was all smiles and couldn’t stop thanking me for the birthday.

When he asked where his dad was, I couldn’t answer because Bryan had already gone to work before the end of the birthday.

Jason got a lot of gifts from almost all the employees in the mansion and I was impressed. I almost cried. Lizzy was helpful and she gave him a car toy.

A toy to keep him busy all the time. This is something I never thought of.

When we were living together, I never bought him a toy because I couldn’t afford it until Paxton got him one. But when we came here, I never thought of bringing any of his things, including the toy thinking Bryan would never allow it.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Thinking about Bryan almost made me have a bad day. I was distracted. The looks he gave me before he left my room were disturbing. Bryan has never looked at me that way before and it got my insides stirring up with a horrible feeling I can’t place.

Is Bryan about to do the same game I am playing with him?

After putting Jason to bed, I walked into the kitchen to thank Camilla.

“Thank you so much”, I showed my appreciation by pulling her in a tight embrace. Jason loved the cake she baked for him. I wanted to help but she insisted on doing everything all by herself while Lizzy kept Jason busy in my room so I watched her till she was done.

His Grandma couldn’t make it but she promised to come to visit soon with lots of gifts for her grandson.

I am happy. Happy to be a mother to Jason. He is adorable and I know he loves me as much as I love him too.

After leaving the kitchen, I went to bed, wondering why Bryan hadn’t come in to see Jason and make up for not staying for the party till the end. I didn’t even see him when he came back and I am thinking he is still mad at me.

I keep tossing in bed till I can no longer keep up with Jason’s stirring. I know I am disturbing his sleep with my tossing.

I look up to glance at the wall clock and it shows that it is almost midnight. Quietly, I get out of bed and walk out.

Everywhere is silent and it reminds me of what happened last night. How I handled Bryan’s manhood and how he met me here in the living room.

I sigh heavily, thinking about everything and where this is going.

I remember Paxton and how he wanted to be present for Jason’s birthday party. He hasn’t called me since the other time and if I don’t know how bad he is now, I would have called him to come over for some share of the birthday cake. But I know that won’t be even possible because he can’t come to Bryan’s place for now.

I wonder why he is disguising himself to be someone else instead of admitting his mistakes and suffering for it. That way, his conscience won’t judge him afterward.

What did the poor woman do to offend him to deserve such cruelty from him? Is Paxton also into the business of killing people and doing the forbidden?

Sitting on the sofa for a few minutes while my mind travels around everything happening, I sigh deeply.

My eyes go to the staircase and I wonder if Bryan is already asleep. It is past midnight already and I am supposed to wake up early to get his office clothes ready for him.

If I don’t sleep now, I might wake up late. Maybe I should just go get it ready now, he won’t know if he is deep asleep and I won’t have to wake up by 4 am to do the job.

This is a good idea, I say to myself and stand up to go to Bryan’s room. I take the staircase up before turning towards his room door, my feet making no sound at all before I am practically tiptoeing like a thief in the dead of the night.

I turn the doorknob carefully and wake in. I see him on the bed sleeping as I predicted and I turn to the other room where his closet is.

Quickly, I find a good dress for him and also shoes to match. I pick them up and walk out to the Master’s bedroom where I usually keep them for him to take when he is ready to go to the office.

I hope he won’t wake up to take a piss because if he does, he would know that I came in before time and he would accuse me of invading his privacy.

Isn’t this better than never?

If I go back inside and fall asleep, I might wake up too late to even get his dress ready before he notices. So I should do this and leave.

I lay the suit down on the sofa and place the shoes on the floor too.

Without making a single sound, I walk back calmly to the door. I will just go to bed and stay put without turning several times or probably lay on the sofa so I won’t disturb Jason with my tossing.

When I touch the doorknob, I hear a cry and I snap my head back immediately.

The first thing my mind goes to is Bryan. He is the only one in the room after all.

He is still, not turning or making any sound again.

Has he seen me or is he making that sound purposely so I will know I have been caught intruding?

Hastily with my heart racing, I open the door about to go out when I hear another cry coming from Bryan.

I twirl back sharply to see him turning in bed restlessly, swinging his arms and legs like someone who is involved in a physical fight with someone.

I need no soothsayer to tell me what this is. I have seen Bryan in this state before and I know what he is going through.

Another piercing cry leaves his lips and I find myself running to him as if I have the power to stop his terrible nightmares.