The Special Agent: Andrew Pierre

Chapter 2

It was obvious that she had forgotten about the wedding anniversary and she didn’t care about it even after he had mentioned it to her.

Andrew was not expecting that she would pick up the phone with excitement in her voice but for some reason a part of him still  hoped that she would bring it up.

He informed Gina, his daughter’s nanny, about their plan for the day and returned to his room to prepare for the breakfast date.

In no time Andrew was done dressing up, he made his way to his daughter’s room when he heard her conversation with Gina.

“Young miss, you look gloomy, is something on your mind?” Gina asked with concern in her voice.

 “Is this dress not to your liking? This is one of the gowns you picked out to be your favorite when we went shopping.”

“It is not my dress. I was looking forward to going to the amusement park with mommy and her friend today but dad suddenly came back and ruined our plans.”

“Mommy’s friend promised to get me a lot of goodies and more shoes. That will not be happening anymore because daddy came. Daddy never buys me the good stuff like mommy’s friend does,” she said.

“You should not say that, Anna. It would make your dad feel bad.”

“Sometimes I really wish mommy’s friend was my real dad, I would have loved him ten times more than I do now. He is the kind of dad anyone would wish for,”

Gina, who was a little confused about the appropriate answer she could give to Anna, looked up and noticed Andrew’s presence. 

Without saying a word, Andrew returned to his room. He stared at the pink and purple gift bags on his bed; they contained gifts for his daughter and his wife. 

He was going to give them to her after breakfast but it really seemed like his precious daughter didn’t want him there in the first place.

 It hurt his pride but there was nothing he could do about it.

The man his daughter kept mentioning was probably the man that filled his void when he was away on his mission on the County Island.

This was the right time to change things; he decided to do whatever it took to earn his wife and his daughter’s love again.  

He grabbed the bags and went back to his daughter's room. This time she was fully dressed and ready to go.

“Hello, Anna, you look so pretty in your dress.” Andrew flashed a smile at her. “I am so lucky to be your father.”

The little girl did not return her father’s smile; she remained where she was, staring at him with an icy gaze. “Dad, are we going to take a cab to go meet mom?”

She was aware that two cars in the garage strictly belonged to her mother and she never let anyone touch them except for her and her personal chauffeur. 

No one else was allowed to use them without her permission.

“You are so smart, Anna. You are curious about how we are going to get to the restaurant where you are meeting your mommy.” He moved closer to her and patted her hair. “We are going to be taking a deluxe cab.” 

She immediately shrugged his hand off as if he told her that he intended to harm her.

“What’s wrong, Anna?” he asked.

He had taken Gina’s  suggestion to order a deluxe ride which was ten times more expensive than the regular taxi to convey them to the restaurant as Anna took after her mother’s extravagant taste.

For normal people even the regular taxi was an expensive option; Andrew did not consider all of that as his main goal was to satisfy his daughter’s taste.

“Everything with you is always unfit for me, dad. All of my friends’ dads have big cars, even Jane’s dad recently got a sports car. But you do not have a car.”

“Mom’s friend even comes here riding different kinds of cars and he takes me out in them. I do not want to ride in a cab.” Anna yelled at her father.

Andrew found this behavior rude but he didn't blame Anna.

It was his fault that he didn't have a car like she wanted.

But he had felt like it was a waste to get a car since it would rot because he was usually on his mission for a long time. 

Even if he did get a car, he wasn't rich enough to get something that was befitting of his wife’s taste so it would simply remain unused.

Though his heart was heavy because he could not understand why Anna was acting this way towards him.

He told himself to tolerate this behaviour, after all she was his daughter and it was normal for kids to get rebellious at a particular age.

He bent to her height and spoke calmly to her. “My little princess, I am sorry for this inconvenience I have caused you,”

“I promise to find a solution to this but for tonight, kindly bear with me and let's ride in the deluxe taxi that is here for us.”

She didn’t budge.

Andrew looked at his wristwatch: they were running late.

Bella would be so mad if he arrived late. 

He took a deep breath and decided to make another attempt at convincing his daughter.

“Anna, your mom is waiting for us at the restaurant. We don't want to keep mommy waiting, do we?”

Little Anna quickly thought to herself that this was an opportunity to ask her mom to take her to her friend who she wished was her dad instead of Andrew. 

She flashed a smile at him, “Okay, Dad, let’s go.”

Andrew’s heavy heart melted at once as soon as he saw his daughter’s smile. He kissed her forehead. “You are a good girl, baby. Let’s go join your mom.”