Novel Sweet
Chapter 59
Clara suddenly remembered David, the one who also claimed from the past that he had seen what happened and told her in passing that he had seen everything from his window, saying that she didn’t do it. She didn’t bother asking for his help because she had been frustrated with Callum already and thought it didn’t matter anymore.
“David,” she uttered.
“Oh, where is he?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I have no news about him.”
“Shane would throw the accusations at you anytime too soon. She would use it to hold your neck, so make sure that you have your own evidence that would oppose her accusations. It is better to be ready than to let this be handled by Callum alone.”
“You’re still doubting him?” she asked.
Serra shrugged. “I just don’t trust the way he handles her. He was trying to tame a beast who only wanted one thing: to devour
you.
If Callum cannot feed you to her, and if Shane finds out that Callum is out there pursuing you and your daughter, how would she react? I just don’t like the outcome once the cat gets out of the bag.”
Ciara sighed and closed her eyes. She could feel the raging problem that slowly arose.
Serra is right. I don’t really know what’s between Shane and Callum. But one thing is for sure: Shane is tamed now because of Callum. But she won’t be forever tamed. Worse, she might also ruin Callum’s reputation out of her wrath.
Whatever trust Callum has for that woman and Shane for Callum, if she found out about this, she would feel betrayed. She might do something worse than ruin my event.
She knows she’s emotionally wrecked and her mental state might be unstable, as the only coping mechanism she was holding on to was the assurance she was getting from Callum.
“Stay vigilant, Ciara. We don’t know what’s going on in that bitch’s mind now. You must
t stay alert.”
Though she wanted to say to Serra that she might only be overthinking things or that she’s just being paranoid, they were talking about Shane Wilson. The craziest bitch she knows
She might not read what’s going on in Shane’s mind or what she has been up to lately, but she knows how menaced that woman is. She has nothing on her mind but the destruction of Ciara. To make her feel like she was guilty and sorry for killing her child, as she doesn’t want to acknowledge the truth that it was her recklessness that killed her own child.
“Do you want to grab some ice cream while we are waiting for your mom?” Callum asked as soon as Cara slipped into the back
seat.
“I don’t like sweets,” she mumbled, looking out of the window.
“Really?” Callum asked, looking at her and noticing how her ears turned red.
“Yes…”
“Anything you’d like to eat then? We can’t barge into your mom’s building. Everyone out there might freak out.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
“Why?”
“Well, your mommy is quite the private type of person. Knowing she is exposed now as a Sullivan’s daughter, she might not like letting the other person snoop around her life… so taking you with me might give your mommy trouble.”
“You haven’t visited Mommy in her office yet? Or have dinner with her?”
“I haven’t yet.”
“But I kept on smelling your scent every time she came home. Mommy is seeing you. And you aren’t taking her to dinner?”
Callum pressed his tongue against his mouth as he remembered what they were doing and why his scent would probably linger on her skin.
“I’m taking her to my favorite spot, and we’d hang out there sometimes. We’d talk,” he elaborated.
“Your favorite spot?” She clarified. “What is it?”
“An overlooking view where you could see the sparkling stars and the city lights…”
He caught a glimpse of Cara’s expression. Her face lightened while she looked so curious, but then it would easily disappear. It’s like she was trying her best not to show any interest in the things that are related to Callum.
and I were
“If we could fetch your mommy early today, we’ll visit it, and we could have a picnic there. Like what your mommy a doing…
Cara pinched her fingers, which Callum noticed too. And it fascinates her how Cara is just like her mother, who seems so unbothered and less interested in things, but the truth is, it is the opposite. He could feel her controlled excitement- something she didn’t want to show, as if there was something wrong with it.
Shane
Where are you? I miss you. Let’s have dinner.
It was the text he received when his phone beeped.
“What did mommy say?” Cara asked when she heard his phone as well.
“Oh, it’s not your mommy. But I already told her we were fetching her,” Callum said while typing a reply for Shane.
Callum:
I’m busy. Next time, Shane.
“Then who is it?” Cara asked curiously.
Callum was kind of weighing things. And to see her so curious, he was kind of pressured to decide whether he would tell her the truth or just keep it.
“Work–related,” he answered.
Cara looked out the window again. Callum licked his lips. It was his first time dealing with kids. Not just anyone’s kid, but his own. But then he regrets that she was already five the moment he knew he had a daughter.