CHAPTER FORTY THREE
Feeling cocky
I vigorously tap my phone in annoyance and frustration as I continued to reply every malicious comment about Kylian. I tried my best to keep my comments as sarcastic as possible so as to turn into the very people I am fighting against.
But this fuckers are not helping matters, each time I reply a comment, they are turn on me and insult me too in the process. I am this close to igniting up their ass with sadistic comments too. I mean, I don’t understand why people can be this mean and wicwicked. He was not the only one on the fucking pitch, why are they dragging him this much.
I know he missed the saving penalty but come on….
This is too much
The comment are vicious and life threatening. He is human too, it is like they have no iota of concern about Kylian’s mental status. Now, I get why he is in his feelings and sleeping all day. As much as I am starting to regret calling his family, I think I made the right choice.
He needs his family with him
They have been bullying me all along, I think I can take the last round of bullying
For him, I will do that
I looked up when I heard footsteps and I watch Melissa gait in like the bitch she is glaring at me.
“Is there something I can do for you?” I asked in annoyance as I was already in a shitty mood and I currently don’t need this attitude from her
“You need to pack up” she muttered
“Excuse me?”
“If Mother can’t get Kylian to leave, you will need to go” she explained
I didn’t miss the fact that she called Fazya mother but I can’t dwell on that like right as I am about to be sent packing
“But I was here first” I retorted even though I knew that was not going fly
“Do I need to remind you who owns the hotel?”
“Kylian specifically asked me not to call you people but I did and now this what I got as thanks in return”
“You want a reward for a phone call now and who the fuck are referring to as you people” she yelled in my face. With every nerve in my body I tried not to crawl into a hole with the way she came at me and I would have if Fazya and Wilfred didn’t walk in at that time. Melissa retreated when she saw them and completely focused her attention on the older couple
“So?” Melissa asked
“He is going to stay” Fazya announced
Like a zombie charging for its meal, Melissa turned to me with a glazing eyes
“Pack up” She commanded but I am not letting go without a fight
“Why do I have to leave? He is my husband”
“Who you are divorcing” Melissa reminded me
Oh! There is that. Of course, leave it up to Melissa to remind me of the situation
Fucking bitch!
“Why do I have to leave when I was there first”
“What is it….” Melissa started but was interrupted by Wilfred, Kylian’s dad
“We will get you another room” he said with in a baritone. I swear this is the first time I am hearing him speak to me
“A room as big as this, with that kind of view outside”
“If you want a big room, go back home. Either you take another room or you go back home” He said in a voice that tells me not to argue, so I best not
I huffed in frustration and left the living room. As I opened the door, my eyes landed on Kylian sleeping with the blanket up to his waist. I walked to the bed and just watch him sleep. Looking at this situation, if I didn’t call his parent, I would have get to be with him. It would have been nice to see him get himself back into shape.
But what is the point, we are getting a divorce after all and seeing as his father is asking me to go back home, maybe there is hope that I get to keep my properties. Perhaps, leaving is for the best. I sighed heavily at that thought and I saw Kylian open his eye.
“What?” he asked in sharp voice. Startled and disoriented, I went into the closet without giving him an answer. I hurriedly threw my things into my box and thankfully, I didn’t have much stuffs as I didn’t pack my clothes from the glass house when leaving for Nigeria. I zipped up the box and wheeled it out of the closet to the bedroom. Kylian now sitting upright watch me as I gathered my remaining stuff in the room
“Where are you going?” he questioned but I didn’t answer as I proceed to the terrace to check that I didn’t leave any of my personal stuff behind.
Satisfied, I grabbed my purse and wheeled my box to the door
“I asked you a fucking question” he barked at me
“Ask your parent” I replied snappily and walked out. As I walked back to the living room, I heard heavy footsteps behind me and I turned and saw Kylian storm past me to the living room.
What the fuck is he doing?
I followed him in confusion
“What is happening here?” he asked his parent angrily
“Nothing” his father answered “We are moving Bewaji to another room”
Kylian scoffed and looked at me in annoyance
“I asked you not to call anyone” he said to me
“And she was right to call us, what were you planning on doing here?” Fazya argued
“I already told you what I want, Mother, I don’t want any of you here”
“But we can’t just let you be alone, it is dangerous” Melissa retorted
“I am not alone, she is going to here” My husband pointed to me
“She is not equipped to handle the situation” Fazya pointed out
“I don’t care, she stays” he asserted angrily and walked back the way he came
What just happened?
Did Kylian just scolded his parent for me?
Technically, they went against his wishes but I can’t help but feel like he just fought them for me
I couldn't help the smile that envelope my face as I turned to his pissed off family
“So you went ahead to report us to him” Melissa complained
“I don’t have to, he is not blind” I retorted happily, feeling cocky. For the first time, My husband stood up for me, whatever reason he did that for, I don’t know and I frankly don’t care.
He fought for me and that made my day
“You bi…”
“Enough, Melissa” Wilfred shuts Melissa down. At this point, I couldn’t hold my smile anymore, I felt like a conqueror
“You will still need to move” Fazya announced
“What?”
Are this family really going to go against their son’s wishes
“You can’t handle the situation, someone will….” Fazya muttered
“What situation is it exactly that I can’t handle? You heard him, he said he just needs…”
“You?” Melissa cuts in sharply and chuckles loudly. “I can’t believe you actually bought into that. The only thing you can do for him is spread your legs, which is probably why he needs you here. You are nothing more than a good fuck for him” Melissa tainted me
Whatever high I felt earlier, watered immediately. I was definitely sobered up by Melissa’s utterance. Leave it up to the bitch to ground me when I am up in the sky
Is that why he wants me to stay? He needs someone to fuck
“Hold the fort for tonight, someone will be here to relieve you tomorrow” Fazya concluded and the family left
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY, 9.00 PM WAT
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