HIS SWEET REVENGE

Bryan’s POV

Celine has been indoors for three days now and I have no idea what this is all about. I don’t know if this is from the shock of hearing about her pregnancy or because she is still mad at me.

She didn’t even let me help her into my room as we planned. She has been in her room since she arrived from the hospital and her actions aren’t straightforward.

Today, I am going to go ahead with my plans. The news of her unconsciousness that night made me let go of the plan to take her on a trip but now is the right time.

We need to talk. She is expecting my child. We are going to have a second child soon and these behaviors aren’t the best for us as couples.

I move into the kitchen and Camilla almost bumps into me.

“Sorry, sir”, she says quickly and bows her head slightly. The other maids in the kitchen also do the same.

I can’t remember the last time I came towards this side of the house. And this is because I want to see Camilla about Celine.

“Can I see you?” I ask her. She looks surprised but nods anyway.

I turn back and leave the kitchen. Before I get to the living room, I hear her trudging behind me quietly.

I twirl around to face her squarely with arms akimbo. I don’t need to beat about the bush so I will go straight to the point.

“I need your help, Camilla”, I say to her quickly, studying her expression. I am supposed to ask her if Celine is ok or if Celine has mentioned anything to her but I won’t do that. I need to find out for myself.

“What is it, boss?” She asks, looking ready to help me with whatever it is.

“I need you to help me get Celine out of her room now. Find a way to bring her to the heliport but please don’t tell her I am waiting for her, will you do that?”

She raises a brow and nods instantly.

“Can you do that?” She nods without hesitation. I touch her on the shoulder and flash her one of my cutest smiles as an appreciation.

I drop my hands and head for the door. I need to go and wait for her. I want to trust that Camilla will do this for me. It means a lot to me. I have made a lot of plans for this and it won’t be nice if it gets ruined.

I almost run out, finding my way to the heliport where the helicopter is waiting. The helicopter is ready and the door is open. I take the airstairs up and rush into the first cabin, ignoring the greetings of the co-pilot.

I pace the cabin, counting the minutes as I wait for Celine to show up. I sit down on the wooden chair and then rise again.

I am restless. I don’t know if she will come or not. I don’t know if Camilla will be able to convince her to come this way or not.

After several minutes of waiting without seeing her, I expel a sigh. I am about to give up when I hear voices.

My breathing hitch and I almost run out in joy but I am quick to control myself. She must not see me now. I want her to be inside first and I want the helicopter to take off first before anything.

The moment I hear the door close, it takes a while before the helicopter takes off. I open the cabin door and go out after knocking on the second cabin.

Celine is dressed in a small gown with her hair down. She looks like she is going somewhere and I wonder what Camilla told her. She has her back to me.

She is glancing around, looking scared and confused. Before she can turn around, the live band I paid for a song comes out from the second cabin and begins to play.

She twirls around immediately and her eyes land on mine before drifting to the men singing a love song and playing the guitar.

I am examining her to know how she feels about this. The song goes on for a long time before it changes into a happy birthday song and I notice a smile teasing her lips.

Did she just smile? My heart skip a beat.

They end the song and I go down on my knees instantly after taking the bouquet from one of the men. I stretch it towards her.

“Will you please forgive me?”

She shakes her head and I laugh shortly.

Pretending not to be amused, I fake a serious look. “Please forgive me.”

“It’s fine”, he mutters, clicking her tongue.

She does not say anything again so I rise. “Happy birthday, Celine.”

She nods and takes the bouquet. “How did you know it’s my birthday?”

I shrug nonchalantly. I just know. Well, I got to know yesterday when I stumbled upon a note in her former room. The room I gave to her when she became my wife before she ran away. I was missing her presence and I went into the room before I saw the diary.

“I just found out”, I say to her. “How come you never celebrated your birthday?”

I could remember clearly that Celine was in my house that year and I never knew it was her birthday.

“Nothing”, she replies.

“Are you still mad at me?” I ask her, as the bands disappear. They are going to get down at the next stop to give Celine and I enough privacy for this trip. The pilot and the co-pilots will be in the cockpit.

“I am not mad at you anymore, Bryan”, she declares to my amazement. I smile, happy that my plan is worth it after all.

“Really?” She never gave me the impression that she isn’t mad at me anymore. I couldn’t figure out if she was mad at me or if she was brooding about the pregnancy.

“Can you please tell me why you never celebrated your birthday?”

She glances at me for a while before sighing and walking to take a seat. I wonder why she isn’t looking scared when this must be the first time she is on an aircraft.

I sit beside her, expecting a reply. I am curious to know. The more silent she is, the more curious I become.

She is looking out of the window, gripping the flowers more firmly. “My first birthday in your house was the same day we had sex.”

She announces and it takes a while for it to process in my head. The first time we had sex and I sent her out of my room? Is that the reason why she never celebrated her birthday?

“I’m sorry.”

She nods and stares at me.

“Am I forgiven?” She nods again with a smile.

A sigh of relief escapes my mouth. This is gone already. The next thing to sort out is the pregnancy.

Isn’t she happy with this? Isn’t she happy to be pregnant with our child?

“Our baby is on its way”, I say and she nods again before looking away. “You don’t look too happy about expecting a baby.”

She remains silent and the smile is off her face now.

“Celine?” I call her, touching her. She looks back at me.

“Are you happy to be expecting a child?” She asks me instead and my mouth drops open.

Of course, I am. I never thought I could ever be happy about having a child but Jason came into the picture and I was happy to finally have a child when I had given up on being a father after Susie died.

Now, it is not only Jason. Another baby is on its way. Why won’t I be happy?

“Of course, I am. What makes you think I won’t be happy?”

She smiles sadly before turning away.

“Celine, is that why you have been this way? You think I won’t be happy about having a child?”

“No.”

“I love you and I will love every single child that comes out of you”, I admit and she turns to stare at me.

When she faces me, I see tears brimming in her eyes and they begin to roll down in succession.

Before I can say anything, she grabs me and gives me a deep kiss on the lips. She pulls away, tears still streaming down her eyes. It surprises me to see her smiling down at me amidst her tears and initiating a kiss.

This is it. This is what I have always wanted and Celine is going to be mine forever and ever till death do us part.

I grab her roughly and take her lips.