HIS SWEET REVENGE

Celine’s POV

I pack my hair hurriedly into a loose low bun so I can go out and meet with Bryan’s mother who said she wanted us to meet.

I have something to tell her too but I am damn curious to know what she has to say to me. I also wonder why she didn’t tell me she wanted to see me when I refused to let her into the room.

It’s been hours since she arrived and I am surprised to know that she is still around. Camilla told me because I had gone into the kitchen to take lunch and to see Jason who was playing around.

After making sure that I look presentable, I move out of the room, closing the door behind me before heading out.

On my way out, my eyes dart upwards towards the staircase leading to Bryan’s room and I begin to wonder if he is still around or if he has gone to work.

It is late evening already and if he has gone to work, he should be back any moment from now. More reason why I need to see his mother as quickly as possible and rush back into the room so we won’t meet.

I haven’t concluded on what to do yet. I am still debating. Thinking and trying to figure out the best for my son and me.

Jason has become healthier than he was ever since he was brought into the mansion. When we were together alone, he was always sick because he barely ate nutritious foods, and sometimes, I couldn’t afford to get him drugs.

He hasn’t been sick since he got here except for the first week he was brought to the house and that was because there was a change of environment. Also, Camilla didn’t know what type of food he was used to.

Now, Jason can eat anything.

After thinking for several hours about what to do, I came to only one conclusion which is to make sure to see Paxton before I leave, that is if I still want to leave.

Bryan didn’t kill him and it made me relieved. Not because I still like Paxton as a friend but because I don’t want to view Bryan as a murderer, the way his ex-fiancee did.

Paxton is someone I know and it won’t be so easy for me to let go of the memories and the fact that Bryan killed him.

I move out of the house to see his mother’s car waiting. I am sure she is inside already so I jog forward and the bodyguard standing by the door-side opens the door for me to climb into.

I can see Bryan’s mother sitting comfortably inside the car so I slide in right beside her. She turns to me and flashes me a smile.

Just then, the driver enters the car too, and ignites the car engine into action.

“Did you receive the gifts I brought along with me?” She asks me and I nod, remembering that Camilla said something about a package waiting for me in the room. I was too curious to know why she wants to meet with me to even check the content and see what it is.

“Jason’s gift”, she says to me, as if hearing through my thoughts and knowing that I haven’t checked yet. “I’m sorry his birthday gifts are coming in late but please accept it with love.”

I nod with a genuine smile on my face since the beginning of the day. “Thank you, Mom. God bless you.”

She nods in reply and we remain silent. I wonder where she is taking me to.

“Celine”, she calls me and I turn my head towards her. She is staring straight ahead with a serious look on her expression. The smile on her face has disappeared. “I switched the certificate.”

If Bryan hadn’t revealed to me a few hours ago about the originality of our marriage, even though I am still doubting it, I wouldn’t know what his mother is talking about. But because I have been told, I know what she is talking about.

She snaps her head towards me. “I had to pay the clergyman twice the amount Bryan wanted to pay him just to get the truth out of him and have him switch the certificate into a real one instead of the fake one Bryan wanted you both to sign on.”

I continue looking at her in silence, my face devoid of emotions, despite my interest to know how she did that and for what reason.

I didn’t want to give it much thought ever since Bryan left my room but now I feel I shouldn’t give it much thought either because if I do, the whole blame will be on her.

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“I’m sorry”, she holds my hands and I nod at her before looking away.

I can’t be mad at her. The deed is done already. I am supposed to be happy but I am not.

I just don’t understand how I have been feeling since I left the hospital. I feel sick and unhappy.

“I want us to leave the house so we could have some privacy to talk about you and Bryan”, she begins again and I decide this is the time to say something. It is time to tell her what I want to tell her too.

“I am leaving”, I reveal to her without blinking. “I have been meaning to tell you since last night when you came to the hospital.”

She doesn’t look surprised by my announcement and I figure out that Bryan must have told her.

Is he the one asking her to talk to me? Is he using her to talk me out of leaving?

“Why do you want to leave now?” She asks with amusement written all over her.

I almost raise a brow at her because of the amused expression on her face.

Why did she stress the “now?” Isn’t now the right time to leave? After all, everyone who would want to hurt Jason has been taken care of.

Bryan told me last night that Emily was also arrested for conspiring with Paxton. I was surprised to hear that Paxton and Emily are familiar with each other but after a while, I got over it. I know nothing, absolutely nothing about Paxton.

“You didn’t leave when he first commanded you to become your son’s nanny”, she states, rolling her eyes at me. “Celine, you didn’t leave when he hurt your friend. You didn’t leave when he humiliated you and called you all sorts of names and now is the right time to leave?”

I want to tell her that Jason is safe now and that is the reason why I should go now. But I can’t find my voice.

“Hasn’t he changed?” She asks me again, jerking me out of my reverie.

“He has. A lot”, I tell her the truth. “He has changed but I don’t think I can take more…”

“Do you think he will still hurt you if you ever give him a chance? Now that you know that your marriage is real, does it change anything?”

I shake my head.

She frowns and holds my hand more firmly. “He loves you, Celine.”

I finally raise a brow. How does she know that? Bryan hasn’t said that directly to me yet.

“The idiot loves you, he doesn’t know how to express his feelings to you. He is nothing but a butthead. Please, Celine.”

“You want me to stay back?” I ask her.

“Yes, you should. You need to. Bryan loves you. I know you love him too. You two should give each other a chance at loving again. You are the only one who can change him completely. Please stay, Celine. If you aren’t satisfied with all of this, then you can test him, and you two can talk things out too. Ask him what he wants.”

I nod my head, silence creeps in.

My head is spinning. I begin to feel a headache so I rest my head on the car seat, leaning in more comfortably, hoping that the woman before me won’t say anything else again.

I need to get my thoughts together. His mother believes I can change him and this is a huge responsibility on my part.

Changing him is very easy but it won’t be easy if he Isn’t ready and determined to change.

The car comes to a halt and the bodyguard sitting beside the driver in the front seat comes out to open the door for me.

I step out, the evening air hitting my face. Bryan’s mother steps out behind me too.

I glance around to see that we are in a famous restaurant and I wonder why she brought me here.

Just then, my stomach rumbles, and I shut my eyes in embarrassment, hoping she won’t hear.

I ate two hours ago and I am already hungry again.

“Let’s go”, she holds my hand and we begin to move towards the entrance of the restaurant.

The air becomes chilly and I start to feel cold. Suddenly, my leg hits something and I almost fall. Bryan’s mother is quick to grab my hands, stopping me from falling to the ground.

“Celine, are you ok?” She questions with a worrisome look on her face, as she stands in front of me.

I nod but it is obvious I am not fine. I feel dizzy. I feel cold. My head is banging. My stomach hurts too.

I try to say something but I can’t because I begin to feel nauseated. I signal to her with my hand as my eyes begin to dim close.

“Celine!” She shakes me but it only increases my dizziness.

I open my mouth again to say something but I find myself falling to the floor and darkness enveloping me.