HIS SWEET REVENGE

Bryan’s POV

Celine feels entitled and I want her to know the stuff I am made of. I want to deal with her so she won’t be reminded of the months we spent together, faking husband and wife.

This is why she thinks she can invade my privacy, disrespect me and make a fool of me.

I feel so ashamed of what I did.

I am going to put her in her place so she would never do what she did today. I never asked her to wake me up and I don’t appreciate unnecessary efforts like that.

Taking a hot bath helped to relieve me of my stress and frustration. I was tempted to go to work thinking I could concentrate but I decided against it because of my lack of energy.

I laid in bed, thinking about everything happening until my stomach began to rumble continously and I am reminded of the fact that I ate nothing last night.

I alerted Camilla with the bell in my room and she came running immediately. I demanded food and she brought it to my room.

After eating and she came to clear the plate, I asked her to gather every member of the house together and I will join them soon.

Since I am not working today, I have decided to spend the day with my son. I would have taken him out to have fun but his existence is still unknown to the public and I intend to keep it that way for a very long time.

I don’t want to deal with any office work today but I have the intention of giving Stella a call once I am done seeing my employees. I throw a shirt to my shoulder, button it up and take long strides out of the room to the living room downstairs.

Most of my domestic staff are there already, waiting patiently for me but Celine isn’t around yet. I shake my head, with gritted teeth. Before I can sit down, she appears with Jason in her arms.

Nervously, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear but Jason plays with it, making it fall back on her face.

“Why are you late?” I shoot her a firm look.

I see her gulping loudly and snapping her head to stare at Camilla whose head is bent before answering.

“I’m so sorry. I was feeding Jason”, she answers with a shaky voice.

I don’t feel like dragging this issue with her any longer. Even though she is clumsy and stupid, I can’t deny the fact that she is punctual too, just like Helena.

She always comes to work early and makes sure to bring my coffee even before I ask for it.

My gaze darts to Jason. “Son, is your nanny taking care of you?”

He looks at me and a smile creeps on his lips.

“Yes”, he replies childishly. I smirk with pride. He didn’t understand the question I asked him but he answered with all honesty.

He has no idea what I am doing to his mother by calling her his nanny.

He continues to play with her strands of hair and I clear my throat and lean forward to begin.

I point in her direction. “This is Celine and Jason. Jason is my son and she is his nanny.” I introduce.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

I can detect the look of surprise on each of their faces and a mischievous smile spread across my face.

“Celine”, I continue. “These are the other members of this house and I would really appreciate it if you all work together. I want no trouble and I would not like the news of my son getting out to the public. I want this to be between us. If this gets out, you will all be fired!” I threaten, scanning their faces.

Murmurs arise and I keep quiet to let them voice out their thoughts. The butler, Landon, is quiet. Taking note of my silence, they all keep silent too and I continue.

“No one knows of Jason’s existence apart from every one here so I believe if this gets out, then it means it is coming from one of you.” I wag my index fingers at each of them.

I glance at Celine but her gaze is unwavering. The look on her face is just like the one she had on the day I went to her apartment to take Jason away as my revenge for not knowing about him all along. It is unwavering but I can’t tell if she is sad or happy.

“That will be all for now”, I turn away from her. “Is there any question?”

Silence creeps in and no one is saying a word. I decide to dismiss them. I am doing this to humiliate Celine but it didn’t work. She didn’t even look hurt and I am going to punish her in another way.

This introduction was necessary because I haven’t told the staff of her presence because of my busy schedules. I thought today was a good day since I am off work.

I brought her here to take my revenge but I am not satisfied with what has been happening.

Taking Jason away from her and not giving her the chance to ever see him again would have been the best punishment ever but Jason ruined it by demanding for her every single day.

Employing her ceased Jason’s endless tantrums but it isn’t making my revenge work easy.

I ponder over what else I can do to make sure she is hurt just like I was when I found out that she has a child for me.

When my men first found her, she was pregnant. I couldn’t tell if the pregnancy was mine or not.

I thought she was pregnant for someone else which was why she left. I had the intention of dragging her to the hospital for DNA to confirm the paternity of the child after she had given birth.

I searched for her all to no avail for four years and when I found her and saw Jason, I knew immediately that he was mine. Jason was a result of that one night of mistake between us.

I was hurt by the knowledge and I had some unanswered questions in my head. I wanted to know why she left all of a sudden.

I wanted to know the essence of leaving without the end of the contract. I wanted to know why she refused to tell me and stay here so I can know she is with my child.

The murmurs die down when I glance around the 10 people I live with; Camilla is quiet, Celine is watching me, Landon is looking downward, the two kitchen maids murmuring, and the bodyguards are silent.

“Since there is no question, you are all dismissed”, I order.

They made to go but I stop Celine from going. “Give me my son.”

She looks at Jason who is still playing with her hair before walking close to me. I stretch my arms so she can give me when she trips and falls, almost dropping my child.

My heartbeat increased with anxiety and I take Jason away from her before she falls to the floor.

“Why are you so clumsy?!” I shout when Jason is safe in my arms. He looks shaken as he darts his eyes from me to his mother on the floor.

“I’m sorry”, she apologizes and bows her head.

“You are always sorry, get the hell out of my way!” I yell and stand up with Jason.

I stride towards the staircase with him, walking past her petite figure on the floor and stamping my feet in anger when Jason breaks down into tears.