Chapter 4 4

Eileen POV

Past

2 YEARS AGO

After putting Nora on the bed, I call my girl gang for a chit-chat. I need someone to complain about this Mr. doctor, who is better than your group when it comes to gossip.

Marissa picks up the call, Aleah doesn't, she is too busy in London making her career also adjusting to the British rainy roads.

"Do you have any idea how obnoxious my current boss is?" I ask Marissa.

"No, I believe you will fill me with the information right away." She chuckles.

I tell her everything, very little details of this man. If he stands in the championship for 'the worst daddy', I am betting all my money, he will come first. No doubt is that.

This category belongs to Mr. Devan useless Boyle. I don't know his middle name, but I think I am on the right track guessing that.

"He is the worst father in the world. I am telling you he is worse than that perverted one. What was his name?" I ask Marissa as I clean the mess Nora made with her toys.

"Moore."

"Right, that bastard. He touched my ass, can you believe that? He offered me to have sex with him after his son goes to bed. Oh god. I still can't take a hold of his words. They haunt me at night sometimes."

I take a deep breath.

"You broke his testicles in return."

"Yeah. I am proud of that. I should have that dick of his. That is the perfect punishment for him. Now back to the previous discussion, if I put Mr. Moore and Mr. Doctor in the same position. Nah, I can't. Moore was a very attentive father, Mr. Doctor loses there."

I turn around and see Mr. Doctor is standing on the door, he is leaning on the door, his hands are crossed over his chest, three lines appear in his temple, his eyebrows can almost touch his eyes because he is frowning.

The look on his face says I hear everything, yeah, so what? I am happy, now that he knows a little about himself.

"Lau, I will call you later." I cut the call.

I keep my eyes on my work, I gather all the toys in a basket. Thank god, I will go to the opposite of his presence, I don't need to see his face for tonight.

"Eileen." He calls my name as I am about to leave the lion's den.

Let the girl live, I want to shout from the top of my lunge, but I stay quiet as I turn to face him. I am not afraid of him, I tell myself.

"Yes."

"You know that I am your employer, right?" he asks me.

"Yes."

"l am sighing your paychecks."

"Yes."

"l am also happened to be nine years older than you."

"You are 33. You are that old." I ask in curiosity.

I mean, I knew he was older than me, but my highest guess was 5 to 6 years, not more than that. So his age surprised me a lot.

He frowns after listening to my remark, you need to understand I am a curious mind woman, I have so many questions now about his old age, however, I am going to duct tape my mouth for my own betterment.

"Your point?" I ask him tiredly because I am tired.

"I think you should be more respectful to me." He says as he stands two inches away from me.

"Maybe, you are highly respected but in my account, you are not in that place."

He frowns again. I sigh, now I need to make him understand every little thing. I am his nanny or his daughter's, it is a big question now.

"I didn't see you in a way where I could mold a chivalrous place for you. you really didn't give me a reason or deed, to be honest." I put the basket on the floor. "You are an irresponsible father in my eyes," I tell him.

With an open mouth, Devan keeps his eyes on me, I get it, my straightforward honesty may astonish him, yet, what we can do, someone needs to show this man the mirror of reality.

And, I also happen to be very good at this. So, why not? I mean, I don't mind at all.

"You are annoyingly honest."He says with a frown. How long is this man going to frown?

"I know."

I pick up the basket and leave the room before he speaks. Today's lesson time is over for Mr. doctor. I will see him again tomorrow.

The next morning I found him again at the breakfast table with a mug of hot coffee, the moment I stepped my foot in the room with Nora he locked his eyes with me. I feel like there is an unannounced staring competition going on between us, which by the way I have no interest in at all. I have another thousand things to take care of, he can play his games with himself.

When I show no interest in his childish attitude, he uses his words to get my attention.

He clears his throat as he feeds Nora pancakes with maple syrup that I am making on the stove right now.

"Eileen, can I talk to you after breakfast?" he asks politely.

"Sure."I give him the fakest smile I have. I don't know, why? Devan doesn't do anything to me, nor that I know him before or anything else, yet, whenever I see this man my blood boils, because of the example he created in front of me. The bad parents one.

I hate human beings who don't do their parenting job properly, the kid never told you to bring them to this world, you are the reason, they are here in this world, so it's your responsibility to look after them, taking good care of them. This is close to my heart as I suffered the same way after my mom left, my dad is the perfect parent you can ever ask for, but a growing up girl needs a Woman in her life.

There are many phrases for a girl, from child to teenage to adult life, during this time is very important for any girl. A woman can only guidance the girl properly, since Morgan is not here, then Devan has to be more attentive towards his daughter.

But, no, he is not doing his parenting job at all, that's the only reason I can't stand this man at all.

"What do you want to talk about?" I ask him after I send my angel to her room.

l am not in the mood for anything with this man, he literally sours my morning happiness with his face and talks. I don't like him even a bit, the final verdict.

"From our conversations last night, I learned something." He says as he cuts his pancakes.

Wow, I should pat his shoulder that he finally learning something, I think he should take a course about parenting, but, if he is willing to learn from me, I can help. I am a woman who helps everyone.

Or, I can buy him a book on parenting 'how to be a good father' kind, there are a lot of books like this, he can pick up one or two advice from those books.

"What is it?" I ask him as I take sit after three chairs down from him.

"That you hate me." He stares at me. Okay, that's not what I suspected, he Would learn.

"I don't hate you." I sigh, "l just don't like you."

"Why?" I roll my eyes to him "I don't think l give you any reason you to hate me. You are with Nora for two months and we didn't have that much chance of interaction. We barely talked to one another, then what is the reason for this dislike? Last night the way to you talked your friends over the phone, anyone will think I am a horrible father."

"Are you not?" I challenge him.

"Am I?" he asks me in awe.

"Look, I don't like when parents don't do their job correctly with their child. You brought this child into this world, so that little human is your responsibility. But you just ignored her for two months. Do you know how she sobbed for you? Do you know she wants your love so badly? Do you have any idea hoW many times you break that little girl's heart? When she needed her father most, he was not here with her." I put my hair behind my ears as they are coming out.

"You were so busy honoring your sick wife, you forget about your daughter completely. You leave her at mercy of a nanny whom you never meet or know. I get that you love your wife and all, then what about your daughter?"

We don't speak a word for a long time, we both stay quietly. I am too worked up after the monologue, my breathing is heavy, I drink a glass of water while Devan stays rooted in his place.

"l get it. Thank you for telling me." He gives me a weak smile. "I will try to be more present from now on."

Well, that's a surprise, this is not what I expected from him. I thought about a little back-and-forth argument, but this is good. I can live with this sorry version of Devan if he is eager to make up for his mistakes.