Chapter 113
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I mean it was mostly regarded towards me because of how I woke up earlier than necessary just to make sure she would find me ready but ends up coming three hours later.
She found me in the middle of making breakfast since I had planned to eat before calling my parents and telling them about me getting engaged before they see it on social media even though they weren't people of the social media.
Malia found me in the middle of making breakfast and I ended up sharing my food with her and making food that was a little bit too much even for the two of us.
She basically demanded me to fill her up on everything.
From the part where I was told that I was being taken out until the present so I did.
I did tell her that I had no idea which she replied with 'no shit' making me roll my eyes.
I also told her that it was actually supposed to be a meeting between Lucas and his ex so that he could try and convince her to leave him the fuck alone.
Malia got even more intrested.
I did tell her that I was the one who wanted to tag along and that gave me a feeling that Lucas would have asked me to if I did not ask him first.
I told her how the bitch was negotiating about being in my son's life and how I immediately told her off.
As much as I would love my son's real mother to be in his life I wanted him to grow up and when he is old enough to understand life I will tell him what happened.
How I found him and then give him the opportunity to go see his real mother.
Not because she deserves it but because my son deserves to atleast see the face of the woman that carried him for nine months.
It would be his choice but for now that he is still my baby.
My toddler and still needs my protection from the evils of this world then it was my choice and she could appeal to court if she wanted to because I was ready to take her down face on.
I was worried about nothing.
Less than an hour when Malia arrived my phone started ringing and when I saw that it was my mother calling I braced myself for the lecture I was going to get for not telling her first about my engagement.
Technically I still haven't told anyone even Malia knew on her own because Lucas definetly told Ethan and I knew that Ethan wasn't going to keep his mouth shut about it.
When I answered my mother I knew I was right about getting scolded at for not announcing and flashing the big diamond immediately after it settled on my finger.
My mother did tell me that I was on speaker and that her sister and my father could hear me.
They were all gushing about my engagement and mother was not as happy as I expected him to.
I was twenty five for crying out loud I mean people still got married when they were older than that but what was wrong with getting enganged at twenty five.
Well nothing.
My father on the other hand still insisted that I was too young for that and that was just it.
I wasnt even mad that he said it it actually touched my heart how he thought that his baby girl was belonging to someone else now.
"Daddy you know I will forever remain your little girl no matter how old I am or if I am engaged" I said through the phone and when he did not answer I heard my aunt coo at him and heard sniffing through the phone.
Was he crying?
Goodness.
That gave me series of tears too do not ask me why but it did.
We talked for like one hour until my mother mentioned how I haven't been training and because I knew she was right I bid them goodbye.
I did not need her to remind me how she could kick my ass on a good day.
As much as I wanted to train and be as good as my parents I knew their skills over took mine on a different level plus I wanted to live a peaceful and humble life so I did not see the whole point of training when I was not planning to fight anyone at all.
When I was done talking to them I focused back on Malia who later on told me that my mother wanted me to design the invitations for my brother's engagement party which brought me back to a question at the back of my head.
My brother was barely twenty four and my mother was allowing him to marry someone but my father couldnt stand the sight of a ring on my finger.
Something was just not adding up but since I was entrusted with making invitations then I wanted not to disappoint because after all invitations gave the best impressions about the event right.
The engagement party was in a week and a half and I had approximately two days to find the right design and everything.
What a way to go so my mother couldn't do it because according to her she was good with planning not designing.
That was a lame excuse but I was not about argue about it instead I willingly accepted.
I was not going to be working on those two days so what other way was there to kill time apart from doing that.
As usual Lucas came back home at around five to six in the evening then greeted me with a kiss and Malia with a hug before he left going in the room saying that he needed to rest for some time.
Malia left shortly after that leaving the house empty apart from me and Lucas.
When I went to the room to check if he was awake and if he was then ask him what he wanted to eat for dinner I found him snorring.
Yes the man was snorring and after seeing him asleep like that I do not know what came over me but I felt sleepy too and eagerly joined him in bed.
I wanted to sleep for one hour or even like thirty minutes because one of us needed to cook dinner plus if we slept for long then it would be difficult to fall back asleep at night.
I woke up to dim lights eluminating the room on an empty bed.
Patting my hands around the bed again to make sure I was not being mistaken the place was even cold meaning that he left the bed a while ago.
Or long time.
The funny thing was that I did not even hear him going to shower or come out of the shower.
I did not even hear the shower running.
"It smells good what are you making" I said entering the kitchen that smelled aromatic.
I often found myself looking at the ring that graced my finger and a small smile would appear on my face and that was what I did before I left the bedroom to go look for my love in the house.
"Well its just steak and mashed potatoes" he said standing next to the oven and I couldnt help it but look at him.
He smelled good. Too good for him even.
"The ring looks good on you" he said looking at my hand then back at me making my face heat up.
Thank the goodness my face was dark enough to hide a blush but my stomach felt like a zoo again.
Goodness bless this man.
How was he able to give butterflies even at this point.
"It was made for me" I halfly joked and he looked back at me again.
"It was. I made sure of that" he responded then went back to focusing on what he was cooking.
It took me a moment for the words to sink in me and my eyes widened.
Wait.
Hold the fuck up.
