HIS SWEET REVENGE

Bryan’s POV

I close my eyes and lean my head on the chair, thinking and pondering over what happened between Celine and me as well as what to do with Jason who is laying on the hospital bed, sleeping. I can’t let this go on.

What do I have to do to make this boy happy and forget about the woman who stole him away from me, risking his life?

I blame myself partially for shouting at him and forcing him to eat. I just wanted him to be well fed and taken care of. I wanted him to be different from the Jason I took away from his mother.

“Boss?” I hear Camila call, jerking me out of my reverie as I open my eyes to meet her gaze.

The doctor has just left the room and she has accompanied him out. I am supposed to go back to work but I can’t bear to leave without making sure that my son is fine and awake.

“Is he going to be fine?” I ask her, with a worried expression. This is the same question I asked the doctor before he left. She nods.

“As the doctor said, he will be fine in a few days. I will be careful with what he eats henceforth and make sure he is fine”, she assures.

The doctor made mention of Gastroenteritis but I don’t know what it really is, except that it is a stomach flu that leads to Jason’s nausea.

He had administered drugs to him and promised to come over the next day to check up on him.

I look over at Jason on the bed and begin to wonder if he is allergic to certain meals that I have no idea about.

“Boss”, Camila calls me again with clasped hands. I hoist my head to look at her and she bows before looking down. “I have a suggestion.”

“Suggestion?” I furrow my brows, wondering what she wants to suggest.

“Yes, sir”, she replies. “Jason needs extreme care. This environment is new to him and he needs maximum care and protection. I believe his mother will know more about him than we do.

“Celine can’t come here. She is forbidden from coming her”, I interrupt her angrily. I already know the point she is driving at. I can’t imagine having Celine come into my mansion ever again.

She left of her own free will, I didn’t send her away and I see no reason why I should permit her to come back freely. She deceived me. She betrayed me. She lied to me.

“Her son needs her”, she remarks with a frown, turning over to gaze at Jason’s sleeping figure. She looks worried too about him and I remain quiet.

She continues. “I would suggest you let him see his mother and then find a maid that can take care of him since I am too busy to be on the lookout for him all the time. When we find a maid, the mother will be invited over to the house to brief her on what he likes and dislikes and how best to take care of him.”

Her suggestion sounds reasonable, except for the involvement of Celine. I don’t want to have anything to do with her again. She even had the gut to come to my company thinking she would be able to convince me to see Jason.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I wish for her never to see him again. I want her to know how much she hurt me. I want to punish her so badly for behaving rashly and childishly.

“If we don’t look for a solution to this, this might be a constant thing and Jason might become an in and out of the hospital child. I believe he has strange eating habits that we need to figure out for us to prevent this from repeating itself.”

I sigh heavily and close my eyes.

Is this how difficult it takes to keep a child?

I wouldn’t hesitate to do anything for my son but I don’t want Celine to come back into our lives. Letting her back is just like having my past revisit me. She reminds me of Helena. I love Helena but I hate Celine.

“What do you say, boss?” Camila demands with impatience. I believe she is already aware that Celine is Jason’s mother. She hasn’t asked me yet and I feel she must have figured it out.

“Fine. Place the advert for a maid first thing tomorrow and have my secretary do the interview. I want the best because I want my son to be in safe hands. Make sure whoever you employ is educated and tidy. Make sure she is experienced and has a smiling face. I don’t want someone who will scare my son away by always frowning. Make sure she can cook also and take good care of him, ok?”

“Yes, sir”, she replies and bows again.

“What about his mother?” She asks after a moment of silence between us.

I take my eyes off Jason and stand up abruptly, remembering that I have just granted only one of her requests. The other request is hard and I can’t seem to let go. I still don’t want Celine but I want my son to be alive and happy.

Is this what it is going to take to have Jason recognize me as his father?

The thought of it all is making me hate Celine more. Without giving Camila an answer, I walk to the door.

“Boss”, she stops me. “Please, we need her. Jason needs to at least see her one more time. Will you please let him see her when he wakes up?”

I feel like shouting at her for being persistent with her request. I clench my fist and grit my teeth in anger. I don’t see myself going back to that shabby home of Celine to beg her to come to see my son.

Jason can survive without her. He took after me and I am a strong man. We don’t need Celine.

I let out a long sigh and answered. “I will think about it.”

I move out of the room before she answers, closing the door quietly behind me so as not to wake my son.