The Arranged Bride

" Our son may say otherwise. " She turned to look somewhere behind us.

" Ethan , come here baby , you're mumma is here." She cooed . I froze at my point. Looking at Nick , I found him mirroring my expression.

Ethan was there, all along, listening to us!

Shit!

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I turned back to see Ethan standing at the foot of the staircase. He was intently looking at Clara with furrowed eyebrows. He averted his gaze from her to look at Nick , then me and went back to look at her. There was pin drop silence as if everyone was contemplating Ethan's answer. Honestly I was scared that he may choose his biological mother over me.

I knew I sounded insecured but I couldn't help it. I had come to love him so much that I couldn't think of him calling someone else Mom. I sure am possessive but that doesn't hurt right?

" Ethan, see I have come , your mumma has come. Come and give me a hug." Clara spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice. I felt like smacking away that smile from her face and dispose her off in the trash. It was like hearing those words broke the trance Ethan was in. His lips curved downward and his face contorted in what seemed like anger.

" No!" He yelled and furiously shook his head. Tears slipped out of his eyes. I so badly wanted to hold him close to me and calm him down. I was happy that he didn't want to be with this gold digger. But before everything I wanted this woman out of my house.

" Baby , please. You don't want to come to your Mumma? Are you angry on your Mumma ? I am so-" Ethan cut her off.

" No, no you're not my Mumma, no." He yelled and ran off back to his room.

" Ethan, sweethea-" Her sugarcoated words were cut short.

" Out of my house. Right now." Nick folded his arms across his chest and glared at Clara. He was gritting his teeth so hard that it felt like it would break from the force. His knuckles were white from how hard he was clenching them. I could see that he was trying so hard to control his anger. He looked dangerous and I would never want to know what would happen if he looses control.

" Nick , you can't separate your son from his mother." Clara shouted at Nick. The nerve of that woman!

now ? You want more ? Well , you ain't getting any. Moreover you heard Ethan. He wants nothing to do with you and the only mother he

you understand dammit? Just leave and never show your filthy face to me. "

glared at me before marching out of the house.

saw Ethan lying on his bed , his head stuffed in the pillow. I came closer and saw his body lightly shaking. Knowing that he was crying,

I was cut off

his voice hoarse from crying. His words shocked both of us. His thought

going anywhere Ethan. She is gone. Look at us. It's me and your Mom." Nick

his head. After a few minutes, he sat up

my heart. He saw only me as his mother and it was great to think that I could make this place in his heart but to see his mental condition

is and will always be your mother." Nick spoke

stared at him with pouty

Ethan from sobbing. His face was red because of

him close to my body. After a good amount of time,

enough of crying. Everything is

were quite for sometime before

that

thirsty woman Clara is, how he didn't ever matter to her! I really wished he hadn't been there

not knowing what to say. He really

was a bad child." He said the last part in a low voice as if asking himself. It was paining to even look at his sad dejected face. I hugged him tightly to my body.

, at all. You're one of the

did she leave ?"

you are. " Before I could say anything, Nick answered. I looked at his face . He had a pained expression that I could understand was from seeing Ethan so sad. He looked desperate to wipe away all sad thoughts

Sophia is here , she loves you. You shouldn't care for

silent for some time. I looked at Nick and we were both confused of what he