“Let him be, Denise. Do you wish to kill this whoreson dog, who does nothing but go about sampling women all over the world?”
Now, Freya’s words penetrated Stephen’s bones deeper than Denise’s punches. Freya was not done yet, she was only on a rehearsal before the performance. Likewise, Phil walked Denise towards his car to stop him from further violence.
Then, Freya faced Mr. Stephen, looked into his eyes, and continued cursing, “You rapscallion, who go about breaking homes after abandoning your child with an innocent woman. Do you want to practice those nefarious activities on my mother? Scoundrel like you. Do you want to be a bad influence on my brothers?”
While Phil was speaking with Denise, he looked around and saw his wife talking to her uncle disrespectfully. Instantly, he called out her name, “Freya,” before walking towards her.
Just like Denise, she must dish out to Stephen all that she had prepared for him before answering her husband.
“Rascal, you want to practice your mischief in my closely knitted family because you don’t have one. You cannot disintegrate us. Let me see you anywhere near my mother or father. Randy goat.”
“It is OK, baby. I’m sure he had taken your advice,” the smooth operator, Phil, said.
He did not hit or curse Stephen, but he tactically informed him that he had been mentored by the youngsters and that he should take heed. Thereafter, he took his wife to his car to meet Denise who had calmed down.
“It is okay. Let’s go. Father needs his weekend,” he advised them.
“It is all right, Brother-in-law. Thank you for your intervention.”
“You are welcome,” he responded.
Then, Denise began to walk back to his car and suddenly stopped, as though he just remembered that he had unfinished business.
He gave Stephen, a dirty look before he faced the Security Officer and ordered him, “He must leave here immediately.”
“It is okay, Young Master.”
“Good. Do not allow him to disturb my parents’ weekend with his matter. If he dares to call Father, break his phone, and if he feels offended, he can report to the authority.”
“It is all right, Boss,” the officer said and looked at the troublemaker.
Presently, Stephen was still on the ground with a swollen face. He used his shirt to clean off the blood that was dripping from his nose and stared helplessly at it. To his utter dismay, he had no courage to fight back or report to the authorities. Besides, what will he tell the authorities?
The youngsters, who do not know where to channel their excess energies or the magnitude of such action, got into their cars and drove off. At that moment, Arthur and Nichole were not aware that such a scuffle took place in the estate on their behalf. They were enjoying their weekend while their children took care of the pest that was about to disturb them.
For the first time, Stephen realized how his carefree life had affected his self-esteem. Though he had a child, he had not developed a strong father-child relationship like Arthur and his children. He knew that he played a positive role in the lives of his niece Freya and nephew Denise after the demise of their father, but he could not believe that he had a strong bond with them to that extent.
At that moment, he advised himself, ‘If Denise and Freya, who are not his biological children, could be this disrespectful to me, I wonder what his children would do if they met me here.’
Afterward, he mustered up the courage to leave. He ignored the contempt looks of the Security Officer and his men, stood up sluggishly, and walked to his car. Likewise, he turned on his ignition and drove off.
On the way, he reflected on his undefined lifestyle, which touched his dark secret, and asked himself some life-transforming questions.
‘If I had decided that I do not want to get married, then I have to stick to it and not be sampling women to find out which one is the right partner. Can my son defend me in this manner?’
In all his discoveries on that day, he had not discovered that the woman he wanted to sample, whether she would be the appropriate partner or not, was in Arthur’s bedroom and had pleasured him several times.
Outside The Bailey’s Native Home
Phil and his wife followed Denise. Freya, who was still furious with the sudden appearance of the veritable Casanova, was silent.
Her husband gave her a concerned look before he cheered her up, “Baby, it’s OK. I’m certain he would not interfere again in the affairs of Father and Mom.”
“That will be for his good. Otherwise, if he tries anything silly again, he will have himself to blame. Can you imagine such impertinence?”
“He did not know the planning and the execution of plans that brought them together. And he thinks he can tear them apart like that,” Phil teased her and she laughed ecstatically.
“He did not know how we sent Father to Egypt unprepared.”
“You are right. The question that I am yet to fathom the answer is this, is he not aware that they were engaged and about to get married in a couple of days?”
“I don’t think he is aware. But whether he is aware or not, my mom is not in his class. He should look elsewhere.”
“You are right. So, he believed that one day, I would address him as Father-in-law. Scumbag.”
“Can you imagine that?” She asked him and they laughed aloud.
They drove silently until they got to the T-Junction of the minor road. Denise honked and joined the major road, while Phil joined the major road as well and took the opposite direction. Soon, Denise was at Mr. Fields’ Residence and walked into the parlor untarnished. Meanwhile, the family, including Olivia, was at the parlor watching the television.
“Welcome back, Hubby.”
“Thank you, wifey.”
“Denise. Are you back?” Nicholas looked up and asked him and his wife focused on him.
“Yes, Godfather, I am back,” he responded while he took his seat beside his wife.
Then, Mrs. Fields spoke, “It is good to have you back, Denise.”
“Thank you, Godmother.”
“You must be famished. The Chef will serve your food soon.”
“Okay, Godmother. I’m waiting.”
His wife looked at him and asked, “How was your visit to the Native Home?”
He looked at her and responded sharply, “It was fine.”
Then, she inquired again, “That is good to hear. Has the matter been resolved?”
“Yes. It was nothing serious,” he responded with a wave of the hand.
“That is good. How are Father and Mom?”
Although Denise did not see his parents from the discussion he had with his father, he knew they were good. So, he gave her an answer that was based on speculation, “They are wonderful enjoying their weekend.”
Olivia smiled and said, “I got it?”
At that point, Mrs. Fields announced, “Your breakfast is ready, Denise.”
Denise gave his wife an agreeable look before he responded, “Thank you, Godmother.”
“Consider it as nothing.”
He got up and walked to the dining table and his wife followed him to keep him company.
“I hope you enjoyed your meal?” he asked her.
“Yes. I did and I have taken my routine drugs.”
“That’s good. You are a strong lady, and I am happy about it.”
She smiled and looked seductively at him before she responded, “Thank you. Your love keeps me strong. I love you, Hubby.”
Denise gave her a peck and announced, “I could not ask for more. I love you too.”
After the breakfast, they joined the couple in the parlor.
“Thank you for the meal, Godfather, and Godmother. I enjoyed it.”
“You are welcome,” they responded simultaneously.