Filed To Story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
Niles gave me a dubious look,
“Why are you so jumpy? What sin did you commit this time?”
“The only sin I committed was being careless to get my tools discovered,” I told him, pouring myself a glass of water.
“I trusted you “
“Your bad ” I lowered my glass and smirked at him, “You shouldn’t have. Blame God for giving you a smart daughter”
He threw his head exasperatedly,” Isabella, you f*cking spiked my coffee”
“I gave you the option of pouring it down the sink if you didn’t want it ” I clarified.
“Because you told me it wasn’t poisoned, ” He pointed out.
I closed the refrigerator “Clearly, there’s a big difference bet**en poison and laxative”
“Who knows? The next time I might really get poisoned by my daughter”
“Oh don’t worry, it’s not yet time for you to die” I assured him, “Moreover, what’s the fun if you die quickly?”
He blocked my way, “I’m trying my best here to be a good father to you Isabella, but you’re not making things any easier”
I scoffed derisively, “Nobody asked you to. It’s too late unless you can turn back the time to when I needed you the most; when I needed you with mommy “
“Isabella, don’t yet get it? Your mother and I divorced, we couldn’t get back together!” He said with anger.
“You could have visited! ” I retorted.
“I did but she wouldn’t let me see set my eyes on you, your mother threatened me with your life “
“You’re a liar!”
“You’re mother was slowly losing it. I’m not a saint, I admit that, but your mother purposely manipulated you from the very start. Since she couldn’t have it, she wanted you to be her weapon against me, to turn out the way you’re becoming now – “
“Stop it, I don’t want to hear your lies anymore” I ordered him but he continued to p**ss forward.
“Why do you think we had to lock her away? Force her away from you? Because she was slowly feeding your mind with – “
“Stop it !” I screamed, picked the nearest tumbler, and hurled at him out of anger.
He dodged it and it crashed to the wall behind him.
My face was livid with anger, my brain felt like it would burst from thinking too much -I was trying to process all of the information being fed to my brain all at once.
Why was everyone confusing me? I didn’t know who to believe anymore, but I was afraid to learn that whatever he said against mommy was true.
Mommy was my best friend, she wouldn’t lie to me, right? Yet, I couldn’t rid the anxiety washing over me when I discovered a lot of that man’s words were making sense.
I was nothing but a little kid then but still couldn’t forget mommy’s obsession with Niles. She talked about nothing but him, her world centered around him.
Told me he had abandoned the both of us, but I was her only hope to get him back.
I was her only hope to return our family to the way it was.
But when things didn’t go as she planned, I became her only hope to punish him for what he had done to us.
Those times it was hard to understand but it was clear now I thought about it; doctors giving her shots.
I was homeschooled before her death due to the fact she wouldn’t let me out of our sight.
Evan’s manor was large, if I wandered in the garden or got lost in the numerous rooms, my mother Kay Evan would go ballistic looking for me, thinking I had abandoned her the way my father did.
To an extent we were inseparable, my mother was my only teacher and friend, she impacted me most of the things I knew today.
Every day was just the same with her until one day, Niles visited. She was different, the look on her face was the most joyous thing I’ve ever seen.
She went to see him while I waited, but she didn’t return. For the first time in a long time, we didn’t spend the night together and the next morning, the news came – mommy was dead.
“Don’t you dare try to evade the blame, you made her that way! ” I spat at him.
“Your mother was sick in the head Isabelle, it was my mistake leaving you with her “
“Better you keep on regretting that for the rest of your life ” I stormed out of the kitchen while he called after me.
I flew past the living room, noticing the startled look on Pedro’s face when he saw the tears on my face – Yeah, these annoying salty water keep falling off my eyes.
“Isabella?”
I ignored him and rushed into my room but Pedro was hot on my chase, entering my room before I could slam the door closed.
“Get away from me, I don’t want any of you in my room! ” I yelled at him hoping he would take that as a clue to leave me alone.
I disliked crying, hated people seeing me cry, it was a sign of weakness.
“My mother says it’s not good to cry alone, I could cry with you ” Said Pedro.
As if his words were a magic word, I began to cry harder just as he hugged me, my head on his shoulder.
I hated them both – mom? Dad? Who do I believe anymore? They both made a fool of me.
Niles’ point of view
Isabella was right, I caused her death. Everything that happened to Kay Evans was because of me, the blame should be on me.
Where did everything begin to go wrong? After she spiked my drink? After Isabella’s birth? After her craziness began? Or just all of the above?
Perhaps, if I had been told earlier that Kay and I would turn out that way, I would never believe it. We had gotten married with the hope that we would develop that love bet**en us and inculcate it into our children.
Children? How funny, just a child we had together separated the marriage.
As everyone knew, after she had successfully drugged me, I forgave her eventually since she was my wife – I couldn’t stay angry at her for long, anyway- but the damage had already been done.
The trust I had in her diminished with time and there came the unprepared pregnancy. I was angry I was rushed into fatherhood that quickly but I did my best to show my support. After all, it was my baby, not a monster.
At first, I thought it was normal for a woman in her condition since I sought counsel from medical practitioners and family members, but when I couldn’t even leave the house without her going ballistic, I knew it wasn’t normal.
“You don’t like me anymore because I’m fat “
“You don’t find me attractive because of my protruding stomach “
“You’re beginning to spend less time with me “
“You no longer look at me with that adoring glint in your eyes “
Those were just many of her numerous nagging which never ceased.
Yet, I never complained, after all, it was her hormones speaking as an inexperienced pregnant teen and I loved her – I consoled myself.
But after Isabella was born Kay became worse, claiming I didn’t desire her anymore because she gave birth to my child – note, not our child.
Just to please her, I had to visit the hospital with her to confirm it was safe to resume our bedroom activity.
But at night when we decided to continue where we dropped off before Isabella’s birth, Kay stopped halfway.
She complained she doesn’t want me to see the stretch marks and baby fat as a result of childbirth.
I assured her she was beautiful the way she was besides, what man thinks of those when having sex but my words fell on deaf ears.
The fire burning bet**en us was doused completely that night. What I thought would occur just once became a daily occurrence to the extent I didn’t hope or look forward to sleeping with my wife anymore – I had to put that little dragon man into submission each time the urge came.
But that was not the end, Kay became so paranoid that I couldn’t even respond to the greetings from the maidservants at my place; said I was having an affair with any one of them that glanced my way.
Just to please and prove my innocence, all the female servants had to be replaced with the males but she wasn’t still satisfied – She wanted me chained to her side.