The Bonding 2
In The Vehicle.
Mr. Phil Anderson and his wife laughed merrily over their accomplishments as they were driving back home.
“Hubby.”
“Yes, baby.”
“I think we had judged mom wrongly.”
“What do you mean?”
Mr. Phil Anderson asked with curiosity.
“It is obvious that Mom traveled to Cairo specifically for Louis and not because she was dating another man.”
“I think you are right. That is what I noticed too. Mom is so concerned about her children. Before I met you, I was never aware that the four of you were not from the same mother.”
“Yes. You are wrong if you think that way. Everyone thinks so. They thought that Arthur is our biological father too. I pray that things work out between the two of them.”
“I pray so, too.”
They drove home silently until they got home.
At the Bailey International Conglomerates
Now, Mr. Louis Bailey's team members had returned from Cairo after the International Property Exhibition, so, he began to plan to return to Sevenoaks.
“Father.”
Louis called his father when they were in his office. His father, who was busy with his system when he called, gave him a searching look before he responded.
“Yes, Louis.”
“I would like to return to Sevenoaks. My team members are back, and we need to have a postmortem meeting to evaluate the outcome of the event and follow up on our clients”
“It is all right. Have you informed your Mom?”
Louis nodded his head and in the negative.
“No, father. I thought I should let you know first.”
“It is all right. When do you intend to leave?”
“The weekend will be fine. I gave the team members five days off. They will resume on Monday.”
Now, Mr. Arthur Bailey, who was feeling his son's pain, gave him a sympathetic look as he sat before him on the visitors' seat and spoke.
“Son.”
“Yes, father.”
“Have you learned anything from your mistake?”
“Yes, father.”
“What did you learn?”
Louis responded with an emotional voice.
“I will treat any woman who I love with respect.”
His father noticed that he was about tearing up and stopped him.
“I see. You have learned your lesson. But always give room for disappointment in whatever you do with other people. Things will not always work out the way you want it. Did you get it?”
“Yes. I got it, father. Thank you.”
“You are welcome. Inform your Mom of your departure and arrange for a parting dinner.”
“I will do that.”
At Mrs. Nichole Bailey's Apartment
After they got off work, Louis drove his father home. Mr. Arthur Bailey had been happy with his presence, especially in the area of keeping him company otherwise, how would he have coped with Nichole's resistance? When he drove into the gate of the Native Home, he veered towards Nichole's apartment and his father expressed worries.
“What is the problem, Louis? Where are we going?”
Mr. Louis Bailey stopped his car and explained,
“I am sorry, father. I want to inform Mom of my departure.”
“It is all right.”
Louis restarted his car and moved on. Soon, he parked beside Mrs. Nichole Bailey's car, got off and walked into her apartment while Mr. Arthur Bailey waited for him in the car to avoid irritating Nichole with his frequent visit.
“I will be back, father.”
“No problem.”
He said as he picked up the newspaper beside him and began to read to while away the time. Meanwhile, Mrs. Nichole Bailey was excited when she peeped through the window and saw Louis with his father. Then, she composed herself to receive them. Soon the doorbell sound came.
(Ding Dong)
“See who is at the door.”
Mrs. Nichole Bailey ordered the janitor.
“Okay, Mrs. Bailey.”
The janitor responded as he walked from the kitchen to the door. He opened the door and greeted.
“Good evening, Young Master. Good to see you. Come in please.”
“Thank you. Good evening.”
Louis greeted as he walked in. Now, Mrs. Bailey was surprised to see only him. Before she could react, Louis greeted before taking his seat.
“Good evening Mom. I hope your day was pleasant.”
“Yes, son. How was work today?”
“Work was fine. I came to inform you that I would be returning to my base on Friday.”
“Oh! That is good. I will miss you dearly.”
“I will miss you too, mom. Meanwhile, I would like us to have dinner tomorrow evening before I leave the next day.”
Mrs. Nichole Bailey who knew that it was Mr. Arthur Bailey's plan smiled and accepted.
“It is okay. I feel we should have dinner here. Or what do you think?”
“That will be all right by me, and I'm sure father would not mind.”
“No. I don't think he would mind.”
Nichole assured him.
“It is all right. I should be on my way. Father is waiting for me in the car.”
He said while getting up from his seat. Nichole got up too and walked him to the door. She stopped when she got to the verandah and said.
“It is all right, son. See you tomorrow and take care of yourself.”
“Okay, Mom.”
Now, Louis walked on and joined his disappointed father in the car, while Nichole walked back to her apartment with a heavy heart. Mr. Arthur Bailey was disappointed because he hoped to see Mrs. Nichole Bailey's face when she would walk Louis to the car and say 'hello' to him. That would have been enough for him, but when he did not see her, he felt unwanted. Likewise, Nichole had the same feeling.
'He did not wish to see my face anymore.'
She concluded as she felt a sharp pain of rejection in her heart.
“I do apologize for keeping you waiting, father.”
“No problem. How did your meeting go?"
“My meeting went well. She is hosting us tomorrow.”
“It is all right.”
Louis turned on the ignition of his car and drove off, while Mr. Arthur Bailey brooded over his relationship with Mrs. Nichole Bailey.
'I kept getting fond of her everyday while she distanced herself from me. I'm convinced that she did not even care to ask after me. Oh! Gosh.'
He rubbed his head as he tossed his newspaper aside at the back seat. Soon, they were at their apartment and Mr. Arthur Bailey got off the car and walked into the house, depressed, while Louis gathered his stuff from the car and joined him.
After Mrs. Nichole Bailey walked Louis to the door, she returned to the parlor and put off the television before she walked dejectedly to her room. Then she sat on the couch and began to ruminate over the relationship between her and Mr. Arthur Bailey.
'Why can't I give another man a chance? I hate myself for still loving him. Arthur had gone back to his old self. He does not have interest in me anymore.'
She remembered his words the day they were together at the spot.
(Don't keep me waiting for too long. I love you so much. You are God's gift to me. For loving my children …, I owe you nothing but love.)
She shook her head and dried the tears which were tickling down her cheek and resolved.
'I must take a step.'
At last, she came up with a beautiful idea.
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