My Wife's New Groom Knelt When I Returned

Chapter 3

Stephen was not comfortable with the people that were around and they were always reaching out to their gadgets and he already knew that was going to go viral.

The Lady who knelt before him noticed as his eyes wandered erratically and she got almost immediately and gestured to the other guards and stood watch at their various cars.

"Get down here quickly." The snap of her fingers alone said the orders and they made their way towards her as swiftly as they could.

Stephen returned his gaze to her and shot a stare back at her. His eyes tightened, trying as much as possible to figure out if he knew her from somewhere but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get a glimpse of it and finally, he had to ask. 

"Who are you and what do you want from me?" He could not help it but inquired at the sight of such an elegant lady, kneeling before him.

"Your father. He wants to meet you urgently."

Immediately he spat out the words from her mouth, all the expression on his face flushed off almost immediately as he returned his gaze to her.

"And what does he want from me, to make me?" He inquired as memories of his last encounter with his father flashed in his head.

It wasn't a pleasant one

"I know a young master but he said that it was on a good note." She returned to him.

The struggle between going with them and not going was vivid as he struggled so much to make a decision.

He had known his father for a long time now and one thing that he would not do was go back on his words

And these are words.

"I will never take you back as my son until he does what I want you to." He could still remember it as though it was just yesterday.

"And if I ever ask you to return back to me. Don't return if you because the only thing that you will find is my corpse." He ventured, the memories of it still fresh in his mind.

But again, he had just broken up with the one that caused the separation.

But how was he going to face his father after that? All his struggles are going down the drain. He would be nothing other than the laughing stock.

Maybe this was the path for his life. To live like someone on the street forever.

He drew a really deep breath, deeper than he had ever drawn all his life as he pulled his eyes away from and shook his head.

"I am afraid but I will not be able to come with you." He shook his head for a while and wanted to leave but the lady clutched to the hem of his clothes making him look backward toward her

Her eyes were filled with so much pleading and he could not help but take sympathy in her.

"And???" He added again, staring right into her eyes.

"Please, young master. I will have to tell you that your father warned us never to return to him if we do not find you."

"We have been searching for you for quite a while now. Two weeks Plus and this might be the last opportunity that we are going to get. Please, sir, come with us." She is still kneeling.

"Am I really making that right decision?" He thought again.

"One has been quite enough for me already."

As much as he did not want to return his father, he could not let poor Lady suffer so much all because of him.

He drew a really deep breath, deeper than he had ever drawn all his life as he turned around slowly towards her.

"Okay. If that is what you want. I will go to see what he has to say." He said again as the lady let out a deep sigh of relief."

"Thanks much young master, You don't know what you have done for us." He added and was about to get up from the floor and he helped her up from the floor.

He got into the car and the AC hit him. This was the first time that he was getting into one after what seemed to be like forever.

He drew a really deep breath again feeling comfortable but he knew that it was not going to last for so long.

After a few moments of driving, they were there at the Heathcliff villa. His heart was racing fast, seeing his father again after such a long time.

He resisted going into the villa for a while but eventually got in after he was persuaded by Helena as he had told him her name.

The guards pushed open the door and immediately he stepped in, he was greeted by the fresh air.

And a familiar Aura at the far end of the room. Even without seeing his father, he already knew that he was the one.

His eyes swept through the room and he saw him, seated at the far end of the room and their eyes crossed paths almost immediately.

Immediately his father rose from the point where he was sitting and walked over to him.

He was finding it difficult for him to express the surge of multiple emotions that gushed through him but before he could spit out a single word out from his mouth, his father gave him a warm embrace.

"Son, I am sorry for being too greedy. I have searched for you for such a long time." He could feel the tears on his shirt.

Stephen could not believe that his strong-willed father had become so soft all of a sudden and he could feel the genuineness of his apologies.

"Father." Was the only word that he could spit out from his mouth.

His father pulled him away from himself and stared at him for a while.

"Where have you been all these years son?" He inquired but Stephen wasn't ready to give in to him just yet.

"Father, why did you bring me here? I thought that you hated me so much that you didn't want to lay your eyes on me?"

His father pushed the tears away from his eyes and stared at his son

After you left the day, I thought that you would be back a few months later but I guess that I was wrong."

"I should have respected your decision rather than forcing mine on you." He finally admitted but instead, Stephen sighed as the thoughts about everything that had happened to him flushed in his mind.

"I wish that I had listened to you back there." He swallowed the words in his stomach not wanting his Father to know any single thing about it.

"Please son, I want you to return as the heir of the family and I promise that I am going to be more of a better father to you." He noted but Stephen was still finding it difficult to make out words

His father could see the reluctance that was written all over his face and he turned around and towards one of his guards.

The guards brought a diamond tray and walked with it towards Stephen With a slight bow.

The content of the tray was a gold card that only the heir of the family could owe and also, a membership card to everything that he had.

Stephen's eyes brightened almost immediately. By handing over that card to him, it meant that he could control every single one of his father's properties.

But nothing was wrong with him yet.

"And don't think that I am trying to buy you over with those, it's just my sincere apologies." His Father Said to him once again.

Stephen let out a deep bright. One day, it seemed as if everything that he had had been taken away from him, and another day, he was back as a billionaire.

He Walked over to his father and hugged him tightly.

"I am glad to be back." He finally made back his words.

"I'm hosting a party tomorrow. It's your birthday party." He heard his father saying and his lips broke into a broad smile.

He could not believe that his father had always kept his birthday to heart and that meant more than a lot to him because when he was much younger, he was the always busy type that always forgot about his birthday.

But now due to the circumstances that surrounded him, he seemed to have totaottforgottenhere was even a day that he was born.

Stephen stared at himself for a while. He had sold all his expensive clothes and he had known for a formal part now.

"I will leave you alone now son." He heard his father saying.

He was left alone in the room with Helena and he shot a stare at her.

"It's going to be a big day tomorrow so we should all get some rest." He noted.

"Young master, can I know if there is any brand that you love so much ?" Helena inquired with all sense of respect in her voice but he was confused for a while.

"What for?" He could not help it but inquired.

"I am going shopping for your party tomorrow, young master." She revealed.

"Shopping?" His eyes farrowed.

"Yes young master. I mean tomorrow is a big day for you and you have to be in your most stunning self." She noted.

He paused for a while. "I don't think I need one." He noted.

"But young master…" she didn't get the chance to say.

"Did my father set me up with this?" He inquired, knowing his capacity way too well.

"I don't think that I need one." He was firm with his stance, about to walk away but Helena kept persuading him.

"Young master, you are going to be out in public after a really long time.." Her voice resounded in his ears.

He stared at her and noticed there was no need arguing with her since she was only following his father's orders, so he obliged.

"Okay. But I will go myself." He finally ended.

She was reluctant at first but decided to keep cool.

"Okay Young master, I will get some to drive you to the mall right away."

She gestured to one of the guards to drive him to wherever it was that he wanted to go.

He drew a spot and the biggest mall in the city that was going to offer him the best sets of clothes.

"You will have to wait for me here now." He added and once again the guards tried to object but he stopped him even before he could get the chance to do that.

"No buts." He added swiftly. "I won't be staying there for long? You don't want to start disobeying your young master already.

The words of the security officer broke into a Sutter.

"Just as I thought." He said and stormed off from the car.

He got into the mall and was impressed at the clothes that they had but there was one that caught his attention.

He was about to touch the glass that was Kept when he heard a cry from behind.

"Hey, what are you trying to do? Didn't you see the sign? No more cleaners want." He heard a voice from behind making him turn around to see who it was.