Buried Love's
The Part 21
Hoping that threatening his son could get Colvert to call and acknowledge him as Daddy was wrong. The boy sneered.
“Sana take if my mommy wants with you, wle ...” Don't forget the extension of Colvert's tongue lay.
“Mommymu of course want. Yes, right?” ask Arsen. His head turned until he could see the tense face of the ex-wife who was still in his arms.
Bellinda answered in a slit. “Sorry, it doesn't seem.” Her smile was so sweet and charming. He tried to unravel the clenched hand without permission. Don't want to be in the arms of an ex-husband for too long. It is hard to bury feelings, in vain if you fail to keep your heart.
Colvert immediately laughed at the overconfident new neighbor. “Pity ... failed to snatch Mommy from me.”
Arsen sighed, it was hard to just want to be recognized as Daddy. But, somehow the rejection of the ex-wife also makes it seem unacceptable. So, instead of sitting back with Colvert and ending up fighting with his own son, he stayed in the kitchen.
Arsen stood staring at Bellinda who proceeded to place the dough on the baking pan. “Why can't you cooperate?”
“Means?” bellinda asked without looking. He better continue making apple pie orders Colvert.
“To make Colvert want to acknowledge and call me Daddy. Supposedly, just now when I asked, you said you want, no,” Arsen protest, but his voice was not loud, so that enough to be heard by the two of them.
“The name I lied to my own son,” replied Bellinda. He was busy putting apples that had been cooked to fill the pie.
“You really don't have the slightest taste in me?” ask Arsen. Accidentally standing behind his ex-wife and holding two hands until he can follow the hand movement of the woman who was weaving the dough for the cover of the pie.
Arsen releases his ex-wife, letting the figure finish making a snack. “Really? Why can't I believe your answer?” insinuations.
The widower stepped up, coming back closer as Bellinda finished putting the baking sheet into the oven. He pushed the woman's body into the refrigerator, and squeezed the distance so thin.
Slightly bent, now Arsen's face was in front of Bellinda's eyes. “I remember how you tried to take my heart back then. Why don't you try it again?”
Bellinda did not want to show doubtful shakes in herself. Six years of living alone is enough to shape it so that it is not like before. “Because there's no reason for me to do that. Formerly my status as a wife who tried to captivate her husband. But, now my life goal is no longer you.” He glanced at Colvert who was engrossed in playing with new cars. “My son has replaced your position.”
“Oh, yes? Let me make sure.” Arsen held Bellinda's chest, felt the woman's heartbeat, who knows pounding with an abnormal rhythm. As the lips continue to advance to give a lure. No, there is no different adrenaline.
Bellinda quickly turned her face before being kissed. “If you want to be recognized by Colvert, do not like this way. Approach him and take his trust. That kid is exactly your nature. Follow what he wants, then slowly definitely melt.”
Arsen grabbed the chin of his ex-wife, directed the face back to look at her. “You know why Colvert hates me?”
“Not hate, not yet fully able to accept reality,” refute Bellinda. He never taught his son to hate anyone.
“Successful, whatever your term.” Arsen's head was getting closer again, but now it was in Bellinda's ear to whisper. “Colvert doesn't like me because I don't love you. That's what he said.” Then, move on to look back at each other. This time there was no distance of one inch. The man's breath also directly hit Bellinda's face. “How about you and me, playing love each other in front of our son?”