Chapter forty seven

"I'm tired, just wanted to rest a bit," he replied languidly, eyes closed and though I wanted to toss his head to the side, but I remembered he was my puppy and I should be treating him with the utmost respect.
So I adjusted my shoulder to make him more comfortable and I heard him sigh to the contentment which brought a lopsided smile to my lips- anything for my puppy.
My eyes focused on Maya, who by the way was pretty shaken up and so distracted. Cecil might not know about the news but she wasn't stupid and must have figured out that something must have happened for Maya to be acting this way, cause she suddenly out of the blue announced that she and Pedro would be leaving.
Pedro's head jerked up and though he wanted to stay, but my eyes gestured him to leave with his mom and he reluctantly agreed. But before he left, I made sure to have a good feel of his hair and I had to admit it, it was the same feeling I got when I run my hands through Nani's fur.
Immediately they left, Maya began to panic without even realizing it, her hands were shaking while she kept pacing up and down the room making me dizzy.
I groaned and massaged my temple, I hated this- I enjoy seeing Archer in pain not her or the pain I cause him using her. But then watching her be like this, I couldn't stand it.
I didn't even know when I walked towards her or even grab her hand. She looked genuinely down at me surprised but I said to her sternly, "don't you dare leave untill you give that man a piece of your mind," then I left for my room.
I wasn't good with this kind of situation and didn't like it either- thankfully Maya wasn't a cry baby like Anabelle else I would've kicked her ages ago.
I shook my head, I thought that man had changed Abit but I guess as long as a zebra wouldn't be able to its stripes, it wouldn't change either.
But something seemed amiss, this wasn't his usual modus operandi- foul play seem to be at work here- or maybe not. It's Archer we are talking for Christ's sake.
I just hoped Maya beats the life out of him before leaving, how could he play her like that? I knew she wouldn't stay after this humiliation- I wouldn't either- but I wasn't crazy enough to fall for a someone like that man.
Left for me alone,I would make that Tina gurl disappear from the surface of this earth, that us if I was the one in her shoe- but Maya wouldn't do it even if I suggested it to her, she's a goody two shoes.
I was alert throughout the day, hoping to witness how all these would end up but unfortunately the mood turned sour when I discovered the official statement that man released moments later. So I wasn't going to experience any fight? How disappointing!
But instead of going to bed that night, I persisted and stayed awake until that man came back home. I knew Maya was in the garden and that man would go and find her there,so I positioned myself comfortably near the window, binoculars in hand.
I watched their interaction with keen interest but my face scrunched up when I discovered she didn't do any of the scenarios I made up in my head, tsk tsk, what a disappointment.
So much for putting my hope in her.
But just as I was about to go to sleep and leave those couples to themselves, something caught my attention. I immediately brought the binoculars to my face and zoomed in on them. Wait a minute, was he sleeping?
Suddenly, a malevolent smirk on my face. I was going to give Maya a piece of my mind for failing to meet up to my expectations.
I instinctively knew she was going to look for help in getting Archer to the house, so I grabbed my phone and called the patrol team who normally stroll around that area every five or ten minutes and kept them a little bit busy.
I observed her, waiting for that moment when she tries to call for help with her cellphone while I come up with another plan to counter her efforts. But when she did reach for her phone, I figured 9ut it was already dead cause I saw her with it earlier.
It seemed the universe was on my side today.
I watched her struggle for good five minutes before she managed to get him into the house and I went to bed with a smile on my face.


The sunlight filtering through the curtains woke me up and I groaned in annoyance- I was late to witness it.
I had already staged a prank on that man and I hoped it wasn't too late to witness the look on his face.
That man enjoys a strong cup of black coffee every morning without sugar, milk, cream or added flavours which he prepares by himself. So he normally purchases this high quality Arabica beans cultivated in high altitude.
But unknown to him, I had already bought and mixed fenugreek seeds which blend in with the colour of his coffee beans which am sure he wouldn't take a second glance at before brewing it in the coffeemaker.
Fenugreek seeds are bitter and are considered unpalatable without the addition of flavouring agent- so you can imagine the look on his face when he sips his well-prepared coffee drink...
Mwahahaha!
So I rush down stairs hoping I wasn't too late to witness this prank of the century. I could hear Amanda's music playing in the background but who cares- I have a face to watch.
But what I saw next wasn't what I expected. I arrived in the kitchen only to find the man dancing the moonwalk accompanied with a spin turn stopping right infront if me. What the fuck!
He was startled just as I was- but what he did next to cover his shame wasn't what I expected at all.
This man, Archer, squatted down and placed a chaste kiss on my forehead saying, "good morning my angel," while I stood frozen like the North Pole.
What just happened? Why was my heart beating so fast? Was this some kind of a trick? A new plan to make me lower my guard around him? A sort of mental attack cause I was thinking in zeros and ones at the moment
"Are you okay?" Amanda asked out of nowhere scaring the wits out of me.
I shook my head and shuttered, "w-whete us that man?"
Amanda frowned, "which man?"
I raked my hand through my hair, " I do not mean Archer but a man impersonating Archer?" I asked Amanda whose frowned deepened.
There was no way that man was Archer, my si called father. That man had never held my hand since my mommy died so there was no way the man who just pecked me on the head was the same Archer. There had to be a reasonable explanation for that- maybe it's his secret twin or doppelganger- this is stupid.
"Your father just went to his room with-"
I didn't stay to hear the rest of Amanda's cause I rushed upstairs to his room- I had to confirm something else I'd go crazy .
The door was half open so I just pushed it through and... Oh!
Yelp, the man is definitely Archer.
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Archer Is In Deep Shit
"Daddy, can't aunt Maya be my Nanny instead?" Anabelle who has been updating him about her school experiences today asked out of nowhere which stunned him.
Anabelle who was from school but instead of going back home, had managed to convince the chauffer to take her to his office instead. His daughter may not be smart or crafty like Archer's daughter Izzy, but she could charm her way out of any situation.
"Why this sudden request?" Eden asked, pausing whatever documents he was going through and looked towards her surprised. This was the first time his daughter had gotten attached to stranger aside from him.
Anabelle pouted her lips and looked up at him, "I like aunt Maya, but Izzy doesn't let me spend time with her, Izzy is a bully," she complained.
Eden smiled and gestured her to come to him and she excitedly ran into his arms. He lifted her up and placed her on her laps asking, "why do you let Izzy bully you?"
Anabelle sighed, "it's not that she bullies me, well, kind of, she makes it incredibly hard to understand her. She doesn't have friends and I want to be her friend but she doesn't like me at all."
Eden sighed inwardly wondering where she got this softheartedness from, infact the only things Anabelle had inherited from him were good looks and charisma.
While his daughter uses her charm to her advantage, Izzy has this great persuasive tongue that she could even talk off the strips if a zebra.
Nevertheless, he loved her anyway and never wanted any other daughter than her, though, Archer's daughter was smart and all but she wouldn't be able to condone any of his seeds which wished nothing but his downfall.
Eden laughed inwardly, perhaps whatever Archer was passing through in his daughter's hands was just karma paying back in his own coin.
"Then you shouldn't be her friend," Eden suggested, " instead of wanting someone who doesn't want you, why don't you take away something that person wants the most and make that person want you instead?"
Anabelle looked up intrigued, " can I do that?"
A smile approached his lips, "of course you can do whatever you want my beautiful pumpkin," Eden encouraged her running his hands through her silky and well-maintained hair.
Then suddenly Anabelle sighed, dispirited, drawing her father's attention.
"Why? What's wrong?" Eden asked, brows drawn together into a frown.
Anabelle slumped her shoulder and threw her hands, "I can't tell what Izzy wants cause she's overprotective of everything."