《VERDICT OF LOVE》Chapter 27
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I yawn tired" sleep now baby, Mummy needs to take a nap" I croon softly while rubbing his chubby cheeks.
He replies with a yawn blinking his eyes making him look so adorable.
I sigh tiredly once again feeling the need to close my eyes for just a few minutes but my adorable baby won't allow his mommy because he keeps crying every time I try putting him in his crib not even letting Chole hold him for a second.
"He just loves staying in his Mum's hands," Chole says sitting on a sofa while flipping through a magazine on her lap" and you got to admit it's cute" she chuckled.
"Yeah, he got his cuteness from his Mum" I smirk proudly before placing a tender kiss on his forehead gaining a cooing noise from him.
I rest my head in the headboard with my hand wrapped around the baby while listening to the soft music playing from my phone with my eyes closed humming.
I open my eyes from hearing the sound of the door opening" hey" I say with a bright smile before moving myself into a sitting position with the help of Garrett.
"How are you feeling now? " he asks with a smile.
"Great, thanks for the birthday gift," I say grinning wildly focusing my attention on my sweetheart standing beside Garrett's eyes flicking between me and the baby looking confused" ain't you gonna tell your aunty hi ?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.
Garrett pick him up sitting him beside me on the bed before taking a seat on the chair beside me " Hi aunty Shiloh" he says with a wide grin before taking the baby's hand with an intense stare" aunty Shiloh is this your baby"
"Yes, this is your baby cousin," I say with a smile watching him play with the baby's fingers.
"Cool. He also uncle Chance baby?" He asks with excitement sparkling in his eyes.
I stare at him conflicted finding the right answer to his curious question " Um... No, he is a mama's boy" I ruffle his hair gaining a protest from him.
"Edward let your aunty rest from all your questions" Garrett scolds before taking the baby from me.
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"I too want to carry him" Edwards whines tugging on his father's shirt.
Garrett sigh holding the baby with one hand before placing Edward on the other.
Chole excuse herself leaving us to talk for a few minutes watching Edward make silly faces at the baby and also talking until it was time for them to leave " you have two visitors waiting outside to see you " Garrett says ending his call.
"Visitors?" I ask confused looking towards the door.
"Yeah," he says holding Edwards hands before patting my shoulders and placing a kiss on the baby's forehead" you just have to please listen to them"
I nod still confused" okay Edward kiss your aunty goodbye" Edward kisses me goodbye before leaving with his Dad.
"Take it slowly, don't force it" I hear him say to someone behind the door before letting them in.
Out of instinct, I wrap my hand tightly around the sleeping baby in my arms bringing him closer to my chest while my emotion floods with unwanted feelings from just seeing Mum and Sylvia standing in front of me with guilt, remorse, and bemoan writing all over their countenances.
Or are my eyes playing tricks on me?
"What are you doing here," I say
tremulously feeling frightened of what might be their motives " please leave" I say my body shivering with fear.
"Shiloh I know you are angry right now but listen to what Mum has to say" Sylvia pleads with a glimmer of tears in her eyes.
"Please just don't come close," I say feeling the baby stir and whimper softly in my hands wrapped protectively around him.
Mum walks closer with tears running down her cheek before drifting her attention towards the baby and then back towards me" Shiloh my baby. I know I was never a good mother towards you but I did all this to keep you safe" she quake with sobs filling me with anger.
I shake my head in denial as tears roll down my cheeks" Stop this okay, you can't keep pretending you care expecting me to always fall for it" I raise my voice apoplectically with gaze focused intensely on her " but you are also right you were never a good mother you were a terrible mother..."
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"Shiloh" Sylvia yell warningly cutting my ranting " Sylvia it's okay let her speak I deserve all her hateful words"
The baby flails his arms in protest in my arm, I caress his forehead as he starts crying " just leave me alone just like the way you left during this nine-month of my life" I close my eyes trying to calm my nerve.
I open my eyes to see Chole entering into the room before taking the crying baby from me " This is my punishment but I could not afford to lose you also " she says holding my hands in hers before leaving.
Sylvia gave my hand a tight squeeze before walking out.
I watch the closed door with longing letting the silent tears roll down my cheeks" you have to stop crying the baby can very well sense its's mother emotion" Chole says giving me a napkin to dry my cheeks.
"Thanks" I wrap my tears away while she pats my back.
"What you need now is to relax, okay," she says with a warm smile before placing the baby into the crib.
I took a deep breath calming my complicated emotion trying not to cogitate over my fears.
"Mum Eliana," I say with a wide grin watching her walk into the room looking elegant as always.
"Hi dear, sorry I could not make it yesterday " she apologies walking towards me while I sit on the sofa with a plate of cheesecake and a glass of milk on the table in front of me.
"It's noting, I had Emma, Louis, and Damien here yesterday" my eyes move towards the door waiting for something or a specific someone to come in.
"Where are my grandson and Chole?" she questions taking a seat beside me on the couch.
"Your grandson is in his crib," I say point towards the crib" and I sent chole out on a lunch break"
She placed her bag on the table before walking towards the crib" my grandson is so handsome" she says picking him up.
I stare at the door once again " I know you are expecting Chance" she says cutting through my thought.
"What?" I ask acting confused before clearing my throat averting my eyes from hers seeing the knowing look she gave me.
"I know you are expecting him to come" she took a seat on the couch with the baby in her arms staring at her intensely " and I also know he would do anything to be here right now"
I scoff" as if, Chance would never come here to this baby," I say matter of fact.
"You are right" she plays a kiss on his little chubby fist before speaking " you know Chance was the one who employed Dr. Chole under my name, he also left an order that no one should see the baby until you were awake which was very surprising"
"Oh," I say not finding the right words.
"What am trying to say is don't be in a hurry following your heart or mind," she says mildly with an encouraging smile " let the most important thing be your happiness, your happiness should always come first"
"I understand, thanks so much Mum Eliana for everything you are nothing but a mother to me," I say meaning every word with a wide grin.
"You like a daughter to me," she says before asking me to pour a glass of water for her" I heard your Mum and Sylvia were here this morning"
"Yes, and I said some hateful words which I didn't mean," I say with my gaze downcast feeling ashamed.
She hums a yes before sipping from the glass of water" you can't keep calling him The baby or My baby"
"Huh?" I ask in confusion.
"My grandson needs a name," she says with a raised eyebrow.
I laugh nervously before changing the topic because naming this baby is among my dilemmas.
She spent the rest of the day with me and the baby while Emma, Damien, Louis, Summer, Shane, William arrived later before leaving Emma to spend the night with me together with Chole which I was so grateful for.
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