HIS SWEET REVENGE

A MONTH AFTER

Celine’s POV

Drying my hair with the towel, I walk out of the bathroom in another short towel. My hair is still wet and I want to make sure it is dry before taking the towel off. There is no provision for a hairdryer here and this is the only thing I lack here.

There is shampoo in the bathroom. If only Bryan and I are on good terms, I would have requested a hairdryer. But I can’t.

I am no longer his wife and I can’t enjoy the privilege of getting what I want. Now, I have been degraded to just a nanny and nothing else.

After making sure that my hair is dry, I take the towel off, thinking of what to do with my hair. I had to wash my hair because of the increased dandruff.

I have no money to buy something that will kill it off completely and the salary I got last month from Bryan has gone into my savings. I want to get Jason enrolled in a school and also prepare for his 4th birthday which is in a month.

After much contemplation, I decide to split my hair into two so it can be fully dry. I pull a table to the dresser and sit in it to braid the hair into two. I finish up in ten minutes and I look at my new look. I look different.

I smile and stand up from the table to get out a shirt. I feel good today for no reason and I want to wear a different cloth apart from the usual gown I am always dressed in.

I am a nanny but I don’t need to look like one. I can’t remember the last time I dressed nicely. I am hoping to get new clothes too for myself.

I pull out a tank top and a high waist short skirt. I go back to the mirror to check it out. I haven’t worn this dress in years. I drop the dress and begin to rub the lotion on my dresser in a hurry. I want to go and join Jason and his teacher.

Lizzy had offered to teach him the basics of schooling till I am ready to enroll him in school. Bryan isn’t saying anything about his school enrollment.

Before I can wear the tank top, I hear a knock on the door. The door opens and Camilla comes in.

“Are you going somewhere?” She peers at me with furrowed brows. I shake my head with a smirk before I finally wear the skirt.

“Well, we are going somewhere”, she informs me.

“Really?” I demand in excitement. It’s been a long time since I left this comfortable prison.

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“Where are we going?” I ask, thinking Camilla wants to go get some groceries from the grocery shop a few meters away from the mansion.

The last time she went there, I accompanied her. She usually sends the other maids to help out but she goes there once in a while.

“Boss said we should shop for Jason”, she announce to my amazement.

I gasp softly. When I came to this house, I saw several new dresses he got for him, why is he asking to shop for more? Wait, does he know his birthday is approaching? How did he know his birthday?

“Does he know Jason’s birthday is approaching?” I can’t hide my thoughts. Camilla moves closer and shakes her head.

“I have no idea.”

“Why is he asking us to shop for him, then?”

She shrugs nonchalantly. “I guess we should just include that to the list. We need to get his birthday dress and other stuff he would be needing.”

I nod and turn to the dresser. A small box that I pulled out a few minutes ago before entering the bathroom is comfortably sitting there.

I had the intention of opening it after I am fully dressed so it can complement my look. Now I am glad that this dress won’t go to waste since Camilla and I are going shopping.

Bryan and I are still at loggerheads with each other. I don’t know if we can ever be friends because of the bond between us; Jason.

We ought to talk to each other civilly and not necessarily shout at each other since we have a child but Bryan doesn’t understand that language. He doesn’t even recognize me as his baby mama, I am just a nanny in his house.

“He asked me to tell you to get the credit card from the suit he wore yesterday”, Camilla mentions to my hearing and I turn back abruptly in surprise.

“I should get it?” I ask in disbelief.

Why will Bryan ask me to get the credit card instead of his loyal and most loved employee, Camilla?

“Yes”, Camilla answers and walks back to the door. “Finish up and come out. I will go change my clothes.”

Closing my open mouth, I nod absent-mindedly. Camilla walks out and slams the door shut behind her.

The noise jerks me out of my reverie.

I keep thinking about what Camilla said and why he is asking me to get the credit card instead of Camilla. As I turn back to wear my most treasured earnings, I figured out the reason.

I am the one picking out his dresses for more than a month. Yesterday, when I was bringing out a dress for him, he asked me to put it in a different section and I did. I thought it was clean but it wasn’t. I dumped the cloth in the section he pointed out for me and went out to tell Camilla that the cloth was unwashed.

Maybe that is the cloth he is talking about. Maybe he forgot his credit card there and I am the only one who can find the cloth where it is hidden. Camilla hadn’t come to ask me about the clothes and I am very sure she hadn’t washed them too.

I swallow a gulp in fear, as I bring the earnings out. The dazzling beauty before me makes my fear vanish all of a sudden and I find myself grinning in remembrance of my beautiful mother.

These pieces before me mean so much to me, which is why I wear them on special occasions. I have no idea why I woke up with a happy spirit today but I feel the day is going to turn out good.

It sparkles as I turn it around. It is just a small ball of pretty designs. It is like a stud earring but has an extension at the edge to be clipped to the ears. I remember mom’s words ringing in my ears.

This earring was given to her when she married my father. But she gave it to me before I married. My mother died when I was still young.

Without knowing its significance and its historical importance, I kept it safe for years because of how much my mother loved it.

I fell in love with it too because it reminds me of her. It reminds me of her clear pupils and her shiny dazzling teeths. It reminds me of her smile.

It has been 10 years since she left and I suddenly feel sad for not having her around to guide me and give me advice about what to do with Bryan. As much as I love being with my son in this house, I can’t be his nanny forever.

I need someone to talk to, someone to confide in, someone to pour out my heart to, someone to give me advice just like my mother used to when I was still a child, someone to show me unconditional love, and someone to laugh with.

I know the importance of happiness and I hoped to get that feeling someday.

I blow out a sigh, flash a smile at my image in the mirror and wear the earring. It dangles and sparkles brightly, making me smile, even though I want to break down.

Twirling back, I walk confidently to the door, anticipating the shopping with Camilla and Jason.