Feeling the soft mattress under her, Lydia hummed and moved comfortably on her bed. After a while, she opened her eyes and looked around at the unfamiliar room, and began to wonder where she was.
Her body ached, and her stomach grumbled in hunger. Still, on the bed, she began to recall all that happened.
She looked around to confirm whether she was in prison or not. A smile formed on her lips, she was so happy that she not only did not die last night, but she also didn't sleep in jail.
With a groan, she tried to stand up from the bed when she heard a lady's cry from outside, and she furrowed her brows. She slowly got up from the bed before making her way to the door. She noticed her hospital gown had been changed to a big gown.
As she walked she thought, what was she thinking, he must have a wife, and the woman might be having an argument with him right now because he had brought a lady to their house. She needs to clarify things.
Slowly, she traced her way to where the noise was coming from, outside the house. The scene she met caused her to freeze in her spot.
She saw a lady on her knees begging the same man who had helped her last night.
“Carson, come on. You know I love you. Your grandfather—”
“Then you'll have to go marry my grandfather, Darling,” Carson replied coldly, not giving the woman a face. He was standing close to the woman.
“Can you get out of here whatever your name is? I don't want to see your face here in my compound again” he said again, but Amelia didn't move. She remained on her knees,
“Carson, I love you. I swear I do” she continued to plead.
“I don't love you. I don't know you, I don't want to have anything to do with you. Get lost now that I'm being nice” he stated, trying to suppress his anger. He was typing away on his phone, ignoring her act.
Amelia stood to her feet, she had shed tears and was about to say something when her eyes landed on Lydia who was standing by the door.
Lydia gasped when she knew who the lady is. She is a famous actress in the movie industry. She could not believe that she was seeing Amelia Jackson here in the man's house begging to be loved. The lady was too graceful and beautiful, she was dressed in a blue body hug gown that was up to her knees and her straight blonde was let to fall on her shoulders.
“You!” Amelia yelled, causing Lydia to flinch. She turned to look behind if there was someone behind her, but there was none.
“You're the damn reason Carson isn't looking my way, right?” She asked, pointing at Lydia, who began to move backward with her hands in front of her as she shook her head.
"No, no, no" she shook her head and her hands moving backwards.
"Yes, she's the one. So what?" Carson asked and the anger in Amelia erupted.
Carson didn't let Amelia get close to Lydia, he pulled her by the wrist and dragged her, pulling her towards the gate,
“Now, that's it. I won't let you speak to my visitor in such a manner. Go back and tell my grandfather that he should marry you Instead because I am not interested” he spat. He continued to pull her, not caring about her screams and cries. He added,
“I will never be interested in marriage. You ladies are to be fucked and that's all. The earlier it settles into your thick skull, the better for you, missy"
“Throw her out!” He yelled at the security man who helped the woman out of the compound.
“Bitch!” He spat in rage before turning around to see Lydia staring at him intensively. Her face was stained in tears.
She heard every word that he said and somehow, she found herself in the same position the girl was in. George did exactly this to her, and she could not help but shiver in fear, praying and hoping that this man doesn't beat her up as she lives with him for a while.
“How was your night?” She flinched when she heard his voice very close to her. She staggered back and stepped on her big gown. She almost fell, but he caught her.
Lydia got to stand properly before moving away from him with great speed. He saw the fear in her eyes. Her breathing was heavy, and she couldn't look up at his face, he sighed.
“I don't know her. She was arranged by my grandfather…” he tried to explain as he didn't want her to think he was the same as the asshole of a man she married.
Lydia only nodded as she quickly wiped her tears away. She let out a small smile,
“Good morning Mr.….”
“Carson. Just call me Carson” he said as he entered the living room with her following behind.
“Good morning Carson, I'm Lydia”
“Yes, Doctor Nick told me last night when you fainted. He was the one who treated you again. Your bill just went higher” he announced to her with a straight face.
Lydia sucked in her lower lip before she murmured,
“I'll pay. I'll get a job, and I'll pay” She looked at Carson, “Can you help me tell him that?”
Carson shook his head and headed to the kitchen, she followed behind. Remembering she had a question to ask, she looked at him,
"I'm sorry to ask but…" she paused as she didn't know how to place the question that it won't upset the man,
"Go on. I'm listening" he said.
"I wanted to ask, do you… are you married?"
She saw Carson smile,
"No. Bachelor to the bones" he chuckled causing her to let out a little laugh too.
After a while of silence, he said to her,
“I'll be your lawyer,” making her raise her head to look at him,
“Pardon?”
“Let's say, I didn't introduce myself well enough. I am Bachelor Attorney Carson Walter, one of the best lawyers in New York City” he flashed her a million dollar smile and went back to making some coffee.
“I… I… I'm grateful… I don't know what to say” she breathed out when she registered what he meant. She felt like some weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
“Thank you?” He asked, and she smiled brightly pushing all that she had just witnessed him do to a lady behind her.
“Thank you, thank you so much, Carson”
“You're wel—”
“Daddy!” A tiny little voice was heard loud from the living room.
Lydia furrowed her brows as she stood up from the kitchen stool only for a tiny figure to rush into the kitchen after a while.
"Daddy!" The little boy rushed to Carson.
"Don't run Gary, you might fall" Lydia heard a lady's voice from the living room and she froze.
Lydia watched as a pretty lady walked into the kitchen. She was dressed in black trousers and a sky-blue top, she tucked her top into her trousers. She was looking so pretty that even Lydia could not get her eyes off her. She had the aura of miss gorgeous and her hair was pinned so beautifully. Lydia opened her mouth to speak, but no words seemed to come out of her mouth. She couldn't help but marvel. What she didn't understand is why Carson would lie that he wasn't married when he had such a beauty as a wife. “Marian, you're late,” Carson said with a calm voice. And I noticed he was speaking to the lady. He carried the little boy in his arms as he observed the lady. “I'm sorry, Mr. Carson. The traffic was bad after going to pick up Gary from Grandpa. He made me wait because Gary wanted some cookies from Miranda” she explained so fluently that Lydia kept blinking at how good the girl was.“That's okay if it's for Gary, why not?” He dropped the smiling boy on the counter before as
“Why didn't you do anything?” She asked Carson when Marian was out of sight. She knew if he had asked Marian to give Gary a break, she would have obeyed. “Who else knows how to take care of Gary so well aside from her? She knows the best way to discipline him”. “But…” she paused, but Carson continued to watch her, waiting for her to speak. He could clearly see the displeasure on her face and the pain as well. He wondered how she could feel for someone she had just met. She wanted to cry for a child she had met not even up to an hour ago. Her husband had made her go through hell, yet she was still sweet and caring, he shook his head in wonder. “Good morning, Mr. Carson. Good morning ma'am” An older woman walked into the kitchen. “Good morning ma'am, Anny. This is Lydia, my client. Lydia this is ma'am Anny, my cook and housekeeper”. “Hello, ma'am. Good morning” Lydia greeted with a little bow while Ma'am Anny scoffed, “Call me Anny instead” Although Lydia didn't feel it was righ
After breakfast, as Carson had said it, he made sure Lydia went shopping for a few clothes she could wear instead of wearing big old Ma'am Anny's gowns. Looking at Lydia in the mall, Carson could tell that the woman was scared of selecting the clothes she'll like to buy. He noticed when they stepped into the shop, her eyes caught a beautiful red skirt but when she checked the amount she pulled her hand away so speedily as if the clothes were fire. Taking note of that particular skirt, he gestured for the sales lady to package that particular skirt without her knowing. Lydia kept walking around the shop without picking anything. She was more concerned about the amount of the outfit. After a while, she came to stand in front of Carson, “I don't think they have the kind of clothes I wear, can we go somewhere else?” She asked and he raised his brows,“Are you sure? I mean, there are a lot of outfits here, and I can see they are beautiful. If you didn't like them, you wouldn't look at
“Lydia, hope you are ready?” Lydia heard Carson's voice from the outside as she dressed up.“Will be out in a minute” she yelled, so he could hear her. It was Monday, the day she had been waiting for. She was more than ready, especially when she had stayed days without Khloé. Now she is willing to do anything to get her Khloé.Dressed in a black skirt and blue long - sleeves top, she came out of her room looking different.Carson held his breath when he saw her. He was shocked to see her this smart and beautiful. Since he met her, she had always had a sad and pitiful face on that he wondered how she would be able to act smart in front of George. “I don't need to ask if you're ready anymore” he smiled. He was glad that the bruises and every trace of weariness were out.“I think I'm ready” she replied with a nod. As they began to step out, Lydia asked, “Where is Gary?” “Marian has taken him to school. He should be back home by 12 pm” “Oh,” was all Lydia could say. She would have l
Carson continued to stare at Lydia in awe. He had been scared that he'll have to do with what she can give. He never expected that she'll give this much. She was taking the lead more than he ever expected her to. She kept surprising him, filling him with wonder.Firstly was how she had dressed up so fine and smart, no one will even suspect that she was once beaten into a lump a few days ago. Next, she had held on and waited for him to come before she stepped into the house, even when her daughter was screaming in pain.Another was how she didn't rush to her daughter even when she found her on her knees receiving strokes from her worse enemy. And now she was even speaking so boldly that he wondered if there was any other woman that can beat Lydia when it comes to being courageous.“I ask again, where is George?” Her voice this time held a chill that caused Alma to shiver.“Oh hello, my beautiful wife” George answered from up the stairs as he walked down gently holding Lydia's gaze. Th
“Baby, are you okay? Did they hurt you too much?” Lydia asked as she pulled Khloé into her lap. Khloé only rested her head on Lydia's breast and held her tightly as she hiccuped while Carson quietly drove back home. When they got back home, Carson let them go in and asked Anny to take care of them before leaving the house. He still needed to go to work. “How was it?” Anny asked Lydia, who was staring into space after putting Khloé to sleep. Lydia shook her head as she took the glass of cold water from Anny. “He refused to sign the divorce papers” Her voice broke, and she immediately burst into tears. Anny pulled her into her embrace and she caressed her back. “I… I… I just don't want Mr. Carson to get stressed because of me. I don't even have the money to pay” “It's okay. Carson knew something like this would happen. He knew what was coming and trust me, he is more prepared than you think” Anny tried to comfort her. Lydia could only cry as she thought of what would happen to t
“This is my daughter, Khloé" Lydia replied as she asked Khloé to come sit next to her, but Khloé kept staring at Gary. She pointed to Gary who kept hugging Lydia like Lydia belonged to him and asked, “Who is he?” “He is Gary” Lydia replied“Gary” Khloé tested his name in her mouth before a wide smile spread on her lips,“He is very handsome, is he my brother?” The living room turned quiet, “Yes,” Anny immediately replied before Marian could. She could see that Marian was about to say something stupid and Lydia was left tongue-tied, so she spoke up herself.“Yes, isn't he the most beautiful boy ever? Just like you, my child, you are so beautiful,” Anny smiled and Khloé nodded,“Thank you” She didn't go to sit, instead she walked over to stand in front of Gary before stroking his hair“Hi Gary, I'm your big sister. My name is Khloé" Gary's eyes twinkled, and he immediately let go of Lydia to stare at Khloé. He loved the touch Khloé was giving. He has been feeling the same touch for
It's been half an hour and Anny wasn't done with Carson, so Lydia decided to dish the food by herself. Taking the food to the table, she met Marian with her phone already sitting in the dining. She placed the tray of food on the table before leaving to get Gary and Khloe, then Anny and Carson. When she got to the room where Khloé and Gary were, she saw them watching a cartoon. Gary was sitting in front of Khloé on the bed., Khloé with her legs spread apart, allowed Gary to rest his head on her chest while she rested her back against the bed rest.Lydia smiled at the sight. She had always known that Khloé liked kids. There was a time she was pregnant and she informed Khloé about it. The girl was so happy, she was already preparing gifts for her younger sibling, only for her to lose the baby due to George's rough beating. She had almost lost her life back then, thanks to the maids around who had helped her to the hospital just in time and also to Doctor Nick, who happened to be on se