Chapter Ninety three
“What do you mean she can’t leave? Is she a prisoner here?”
“No mum, we have direct orders from your son to not let the princess out of the building under any circumstances.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes mam, I am really sorry but none of this is my fault I am just following orders.”
“And I just gave you an order to let us through.”
“You’re putting me in an awkward position mam. Please have some sympathy.” the young of the guard pleads giving my mother in law his most innocent look, probably hoping to touch her motherly side.
“And he is still not taking your calls, is he?”
“No mam.”
“Okay. I am in charge here and if you don’t let us through there is going to be unimaginable consequences.” She says as she takes my hand and leads us to the private elevator.
When she presses it she turns back to the guards and regard their terrified faces, they are caught between a rock and a hard place. They can’t defy the queen but their punishment from the prince will surely be brutal.
“Don’t look so sad boys; I will talk to my son on your behalf.” She says as she sashays in side with me beside her. I doubt talking to Cyrus will help any of them.
The day turns out to be better than expected and I get to breathe the fresh air outside, by the time we return at night already having dinner, we haven’t even gone to the hospital. We went to the spa then Mrs. Cedric got a call at her club where we went and I got to swim play tennis and enjoy the scenery. Then we went shopping and my mother in law took me to the amusement park like I was a little girl, it touched me so much I cried. “When I bring you here it reminds me when you were just my little girl and I got to spoil you” Mrs. Cedric says sadly as she gets me an ice-cream and takes my hand to find adult rides.
She takes me to her favorite hotel for dinner before we are back to my prison, I nearly asked to go to their place but I knew that would raise questions so I didn’t say anything. We are back at the house and Cyrus hasn’t made an appearance yet so my mother in law says shell keep me company until he arrives. At ten my father in law keeps calling and asking her to go back home but my mother in law is stubborn and refuses to leave until Cyrus comes back home. I try to plead with her that I will be fine but she brushes me off.
We get upstairs and I go take a bath and prepare to go to bed. My mother in law is still admiring the little changes we made to Cyrus’s bedroom that makes it a little more brighter from its original look, it’s nice but when Cyrus sees it he is going to kill me. I tell her I am okay now and she can go but she says she will be in the guest room. That guest room is my bedroom and when she stays there I am afraid she will find more of my presence there than in here.
There is a knock on the door before a grumpy Cyrus comes into the room. He already looks mad but when he takes inventory of his bedroom I think he is about to hit something. He scowls at the gold and brown while he grinds his teeth, hard. It’s the only sound in the bedroom and the whole house. No one speaks and at the corner of my eye I could swear my mother in law is smiling, although she gets rid of it quickly.
“What have you done to my bedroom?”
“It’s both of your bedroom now dear, you both share it and she spends more time in here than you do, so it’s only natural that she would want to change a few things.”
“A few….this is not a few things.”
“Oh come down, it’s just a bedroom. I wanted to ask you why your guards stopped Bella from leaving the house today, is she a prisoner here?”
“Of course not” he scoffs like she just said something funny “Bella is not feeling well and you know what she’s like, I couldn’t risk her going out on her own without seeing a doctor, that’s why I gave those orders. That’s all.”
“Really? Because it sounded like more to me and….”
“Mom listen, it’s too late at night to start another fight now and now has been blowing up my phone about you staying over. Please just go home, okay?”
“I am not going anywhere until I get the answers to my questions and if you don’t answer them I will just stay in the guest bedroom until you do.”
“Oh my god!” Cyrus says clearly at his wits end as he uses his hair to wipe his face and his hair.
“What do I have to do to get a decent sleep in my own house?”
“Is this the time you usually come home at night or is your father’s call the reason you even came home? I was with Bella the whole day and you haven’t called her, not once. Not even to check on her.”
“Mom I appreciate the concern but this is my marriage and we have our own relationship. My marriage doesn’t have to be like the one you and dad have, we are fine with the way things are between us.”
“Are you happy? My mother in law suddenly turns to me with the question “are you happy in this marriage, and this so called relationship Cyrus told me about?”
“I…well… I mean….” I stutter looking for the right respose
“Stop putting her in apposition you put my guards today when you wanted to get Bella out of the house. This is my house, she is my wife and it is our business. If Bella had a problem she had an entire day to come forward with it.”
“You can’t continue like this, it’s not safe for her or the baby. This is not an environment for a baby and they need to grow up with loving parents and Bella needs someone close to watch over her. Maybe you should listen to your father and get a house at the family street.”
“I am not staying in the same street as you mom not matter how many acres are between us. And what the hell are you talking about?”
“I am talking about the baby.”
“What baby?” Cyrus asks confused
“The one Bella is carrying; she is pregnant, isn’t she?”
“What?” Cyrus asks his eyes nearly bugging out
“No!” I shout.
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