Chapter 3 Disbelief

Evelyn's POV

My mother is you.

My eyes brimmed with affection for her as she whispered those words. The fact that I would love his child or that she would love me was unexpected, but sometimes things don't work out the way you expect them to. Even though I don't want to be married, I'm not so mean to treat this angel badly.

Perhaps this isn't that horrible!

I have no idea!

I was thinking when I sensed her shifting slightly while she slept. I glanced down at the angel that was sleeping. Recalling her order to her father makes me grin.

-Rewind

A pouty "Mommy, I'm tired," she said. I smiled at her before embracing her.

I turned to face the door and said, "Let me call Lily, then you can go and sleep," but she grabbed my hand. I was ready to inquire when I turned to face her, but she spoke first.

She said, "Mommy, I want to sleep with you," in a sweet voice and with a cute dog look.

How could I turn her down?

My darling little...

She nodded and her eyes sparkled as I lifted her and kissed her cheek before saying, "Okay... but first we have to get permission from your father." My mom and Lily were chatting as we came downstairs.

"Isa will be staying with me tonight, Lily. I ask her if Mr. Ashford is okay with it. She hesitated before turning to face Isa, who was nodding her head.

She took out her phone and called Mr. Ashford, saying, "Let me ask him first."

I gave her a nod.

She spoke with Mr. Ashford after calling him. I was observing her to find out what they were discussing. She handed the phone to Isa when he asked for anything. I bit my lip when she took the phone and said, "Papa, I'll stay with Mommy tonight, okay?" She responded by nodding as though he were there in front of her when he said anything else.

She smiled and whispered, "Yes, my mommy," before blowing me a kiss. I smiled at her and kissed her back.

"No...no, I love you too," she responded quickly as if trying to persuade him. After that, kiss him as well. As if he were standing before her.

She's adorable.

As I listened to their conversation, she abruptly approached me. I swallowed hard when she handed me the phone and said, "Mommy Papa wants to talk to you." Speaking with him!

No, no. I reluctantly answered the phone. His labored breathing was the first sound I heard. Before I spoke, he said, "Miss Benson His masculine voice sent shivers down my spine as he remarked, "Bella wants to stay there tonight... hope she isn't disturbing you."

"N-no she-she isn't" I replied, my eyes going down.

I can't help but find his speech intolerable. I swore at myself for squinting.

"All well, I'll see you tomorrow. "Good night," he said as if I were one of his customers.

I said "Good night" to him before the phone died.

-----------------The end of the flashback--------------------

I felt her again stirring and this time I knew she was about to wake up. I started tingling her and she started to laugh loudly.

"Mumma no" she exclaimed between her laughing session. Once we had finished our tingling session. I bathed her. Knowing that my mother would be staying, I went to her room to pick up a new set of clothes that she had brought last night. She was forced to wear the red jumpsuit by me.

I was dressed in pants, a green cardigan, and a black T-shirt. My true self.

I dressed casually. We walked downstairs for breakfast after getting dressed.

Isa joyfully climbed into my lap when I brought her onto it after I had taken a seat.

I forced her to eat.

My phone buzzed abruptly, and I realized it was a call from an unidentified number.

I reluctantly answered the phone.

The only instruction I heard was, "Miss Benson, there is a car outside your house. When Bella wants to come, use it."

My home? I haven't got one.

"Ok," I mumble, biting my lip. With curious interest, Isa's emerald eyes were fixed on me. After laughing at her, I hung up the phone.

Since we had already eaten breakfast, we left. At my mother's front gate, I noticed a black automobile. I'm not sure what the car's model is, but it was enough to make me swoon.

Max, the driver, greeted me as I approached the vehicle. He got behind the wheel and we sat down. The automobile comes to a stop at a house's gate after thirty to thirty-five minutes.

It was an opulent home. I had my mouth hanging open. How wealthy was he?

While we were away, Max, the driver, went to park the car. I took Isa in my embrace. After a few seconds, a woman in her late forties answered the door when I rang the ring.

She gave me a little smile, and I returned the smile.

She said, "Hello, please come. I'm Maria, the caretaker of this house," and then it was my turn to say hello.

"Hello... it's Evelyn I am....."

I stopped being unsure of how to introduce myself or what else to say.

This house knows who I am. She was observing me and urging me to continue.

I felt ashamed as I was at a loss for words, but suddenly the tiny angel said.

"She is my mommy," she said, beaming broadly. Because of this, my heart missed a beat. I was saved by this angel. It was an odd smile on the woman's face.

I believe she was unaware of the marriage.

Isa yelled "Papa" as soon as we entered.

With all her might, Isa yelled. I turned as I heard a hefty footstep behind me. He was coming downstairs looking brand new when I noticed him. He still had some damp hair.

He recently showered.

When I see him, I bite my lip.

God! He was a deity from Greece.

Everything about him was divine. He was dressed in formal attire.

He whirled Isa around while holding her in his arms. He was grinning widely.

He loves her so much...

He wasn't the somber man I had met yesterday at this point. This time, he was just Isa's father and not Mr. Ashford.

Unaware of it, a tiny smile appeared on my lips but quickly disappeared when I looked directly at Mr. Ashford. He paid more attention to his daughter than to me, so I didn't mind that he disregarded me.

I don't want to feel like the unwelcome third-wheeler who is still taking in the scenery.

I heard Isa say, "Papa see momma is also here." I didn't raise my head till I heard his heavy footsteps. To keep myself from speaking, I bite my lip.

He uttered the words "Welcome Miss Benson" in a detached, dry manner. I gave him a nod in return.

"Maria meet Evelyn... my fiancee"

A few seconds later, he said When I looked up, I saw that Maria was standing there and he was staring boredly at my back.

I turned to see her face in disbelief. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly before she murmured something more akin to a query.

"Your fiancée??"