Chapter 61

Chapter 61

BLAIRE

“How long are you going to keep this up?” he asked me, frowning while

both of his hands were placed on either side of his waist.

We are now staying in the main villa, and since we left the cabin, I

haven't taken anything but water. He still hasn't given me my phone

back, and I'm pretty persistent about getting it back by h ook or by

crook. I need to talk to my son. I can’t continue staying here and

pretending as if we're the only people in the world when my son is out

there trying to survive on his own.

Sylvia is an angel. She has been very reliable when it comes to taking

care of my son. But I still couldnt change the fact that she’s still

basically a stranger to us. Despite that, I'm still more willing to leave my

son under her care than to allow Sebastian to know the truth about our

son.

I need to make sure I know what's going on inside his head before I

decide to introduce him to my son. I can't take the risk of telling him the

truth without making sure that he’s not going to take him away from me.

“For as long as I can,” I responded. I'm currently staying in the room,

locking myself in. But obviously, he had the key; that's why he’s known

for standing at the end of the bed, looking irritated.

“You haven't eaten anything since this morning! Do you have any idea

what time it is right now?”

I'm well aware of how long it has been since I decided to do a hunger

strike against Sebastian. He isn’t the only one counting every minute

passed since this morning. My stomach has been growling non-stop,

and I'm starting to have a migraine. Despite all of that, I endured

everything and didn’t give up. I need that phone, and if starving myself

to death is the only way to get what I want, then that's what I'm going to

do.

I looked outside the window and noticed that it was already dark

outside. I decided to stay silent.

“Are you trying to Kill yourself?!" He raises his voice. Irritation was

evident in his voice. I can hear his deep breath, probably from

frustration, but I didn’t try to look his way. It didn’t take long before I

heard him blow a loud breath. “Fine!” he shouted before walking

towards his drawer. I fetched a key from his pocket and opened it. From

there, he grabbed my phone before handing it over to me. “Do you

promise to eat after

you make your call?” he asked in a calming manner.

I was about to get the phone from his hand when he quickly moved it

away, preventing

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me from getting it. “I need an answer, Blaire,” he asked in a serious

tone.

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“Yes, I promise,” I answered immediately. With that, he proceeded to

give me back my phone. Upon getting it, I quickly ran towards the

bathroom and locked myself in. I know Sebastian has the key to all the

doors in this house, but I have a feeling that he will not try to open it this

time.

I'm glad that my phone's battery isn't dead. I quickly dialed Sylvia's

number to call her. Just a few rings, and she immediately answers the

phone.

“Blaire! We've been worried about you! Thank Go d you called!” she

greeted me. “Blaze has been asking about you nonstop,” she reported.

“I'm fine, Sylvia. Thank you for taking care of Blaze for me. Is he

awake? Can I talk to him?"

“Yes, he's awake. Here,” she said before handing the phone to my son.

A few seconds later, I finally heard the innocent voice of Blaze.

“Mom,” he said. He sounded as if he's about to cry any moment now.

“Hey, baby. How are you?” I uttered, trying to cheer up my voice so he

wouldn't get worried.

“Mom!” His voice cr ackled over the phone, the unmistakable sound of

tears welling up. “I miss you so much, Mom!”

A soft chuckle escaped my lips, a mix of amusement and affection. “I'm

sorry for making you worry, baby. But I'm fine. I just can’t come to you

for a little while since I have work to do. Please take care of yourself,

okay? I'll be back as soon as I can,” I reassured, my words carrying the

warmth of a mother’s love across the distance.

He sniffled on the other end of the line, his voice a mixture of emotions.

“I know, Mom, but it's scary here without you. Can't you come to the

hospital sooner?”

My heart tugged at his words, the maternal instinct intensifying. “I wish I

could, sweetheart. But you know I'm doing this for you, right? I promise

we'll be together again soon. For now, be brave for me. I need you to

be strong. I'll come to you as soon as I'm free.”

“I'll try, Mom. Just promise you'll come back,” he pleaded, his

vulnerability wrapping around my heart.

“I promise, my love. Cross my heart. Now, take good care of yourself

and listen to Sylvia, alright?”

“Okay, Mom. I love you.”

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“I love you too, more than you can imagine. Goodnight, baby.”

The connection ended, leaving me with a bittersweet ache in my chest.

As I gazed out into the night, the twi nkling stars seemed to echo the

distant lullabies only a mother’s heart could sing.

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I ended the call and stepped out of the bathroom, only to find Sebastian

waiting outside the door with dark eyes glaring at me. A nervous gulp

escaped me as I observed how his jaw clenched in anger. “Has he

been listening to me in the bathroom?” I wondered to myself.

Sebastian's voice, low and intense, sliced through the tension. “Who

were you talking to, Blaire?”

I hesitated, unsure of how much he might have overheard. “It's none of

your business,” I answered, trying to hide my fear beneath the strong

facade I'm playing in front of him.

His gaze remained piercing. “Are you that worried that your man might

not be willing to wait for you if you don't call him? Is that the reason why

you starved yourself just so you could have your call?” he accused me.

“Think whatever you want, Sebastian. But I have nothing to explain to

you,” I replied cautiously, feeling the weight of his scrutiny intensify.

He glared at me as if weighing whether this topic was worth the

argument. I was praying that he'd drop this topic. I'm afraid that the

more he asks, the more chance there is that he will discover the truth

about Blaze. I'm still not ready to tell him the truth.

I let out a sigh of relief when he finally stopped glaring at me, a sign

that he had finally let go

of this conversation. He then grabbed my hand and started leading me

out of the

room.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“To eat. Isn't that our deal?” He answered without bothering to look at

me.

I clenched the phone in my hand tightly. I thought about the following

days and decided that we'd be staying here. I need to make sure that

he will not do what he did today. I need access to my phone all the time

so I can check on Blaze.

I immediately withdraw my hand from his grasp. He wasn't expecting it,

so he turned

my direction with a frown on his forehead.

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“Wait,” I said.

He just looked at me with scrutinous eyes.

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“Before I eat, I need to make sure that you're not going to hide my

phone again. I need access to my phone all the time. And you're not

going to stop me from calling anyb*dy. I'm not a prisoner here, am 1?"

“For a paid mistress, you're becoming more and more demanding.” His

words cut through my heart like a knife. The painful truth lingered in the

air-yes, I was his paid mistress.

A defensive edge tinged my response: “Il wouldn't be demanding if you

hadn't brought me here to this isolated island.”

“I wouldn't have brought you here if you just stopped running away from

me every chance you got,” he retorted, his words carrying a weight of

frustration and unspoken emotions. The isolated island, a backdrop for

our complicated history, seemed to echo the unresolved tension that

had brought us to this secluded place.

“Do we have a deal?” I asked once again, sidestepping the underlying

tension in the air.

He let out a loud breath, a reluctant acknowledgement of our unspoken

agreement. “Fine. You can have your phone back.”

His gaze bore into mine, searching for something I wasn't ready to

reveal. “Why are you so secretive about your phone, Blaire?"

I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “It's personal. I just prefer to keep

certain things private.”

“Personal?” He scoffed. “We're way past personal boundaries in our

relationship.”

“Relationship?” I countered, emphasizing the word with a touch of

bitterness. “Let's not kid ourselves, Sebastian. This is a transaction, not

a relationship.”

His expression remained stoic as he locked eyes with me. The inner

workings of his mind were inscrutable. After a moment of silence, he

reached for my hand once more before gently pulling me outside the

room.

We continued to walk until we were finally outside. The moment I

stepped out of the house, the crisp breeze greeted us, and my eyes

were immediately drawn to the breathtaking table arrangement set near

the shore. The moon cast a soft glow on the scene, accentuating the

elegance of the setup. A table adorned with fine linens, delicate

candlelight, and exquisite flowers awaited us, creating an atmosphere

that whispered of both romance and mystery. It was a tableau that

seemed carefully crafted to unravel the complexities between us under

the moonlit sky.

Did he prepare all of these for me?