My mother?
“There you are!”
Grandpa Lancaster spoke upon seeing Lucas and Nathalie coming towards the lounge, while the young boy was in his lap and stood there quietly.
Nathalie gulped down her emotions though the tears were already on the verge of coming out to crawl on her cheeks.
“Grandpa!”
Nathalie called out to him and immediately strode towards the old man who wrapped her in a hug, the old man didn’t want to make her uncomfortable for hiding such a big secret from him.
She had already suffered for so long and now needed a break, the woman required a break and emotional support from the people around her.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry grandpa. I didn’t mean to.”
Nathalie apologized to him while the old man held her face in both hands as he nodded to her.
Nathalie couldn’t help but thank him and be grateful that she had such an understanding family.
She turned towards Khal who had been staring at her quietly. The boy couldn’t even express any emotions and seemed to be an introvert.
His striking eyes stared at nathlie awaiting for any kind of sentence or a welcoming gesture since she adopted him. Lucas knew he had to break the ice between mother and son because they both were having trouble into rasping the situation.
The man walked towards them and wrapped his one arm around Nathalie’s shoulder.
“This is your mother, Khal.”
He spoke with a smile introducing Nathalie to the young boy who didn’t respond properly at first.
Lucas had told him that he and his wife had adopted him. Khal looked at him with a stone faced ‘expression’ as he shifted his gaze towards Nathalie.
“Why Are you crying, mother?”
He addressed Nathalie with the words she had been dying to hear, the lady couldn’t help but burst into tears.
Nathalie had waited and yearned for the boy and now that he was in front of her she could not stop herself from crying.
“What did you call me? Say that again.”
She knelt and opened her arms to have the boy in her arms, but she didn’t expect Khal to accept her that soon.
The boy smiled and his expression softened as he immediately hugged her.
“I know you are my mother. I have waited for you for so long.”
Khal’s words stunned everyone that grandpa Lancaster and Lucas stared at each other.
They could not believe what they heard but waited for Nathalie to ask him.
“You waited for me? What does that mean?”
She didn’t want to disclose to him that Nathalie was his biological mother.
But she was curious about what he said. The woman wiped off her tears and held the boy’s face expecting an answer. Khal on the other hand smiled at her when the boy burst into tears though he appeared to be a hard shell to crack.
Lucas heard their conversations when he received a text and walked out of the lunge.
“Yes, I have waited for you for so long. I used to see you in the news and admired, while thinking when will you come to take me. Did you miss me?”
Nathalie gasped and covered her mouth in shock, while disbelief was evident in her eyes. Khal resumed his words as the boy wiped his eyes with the sleeve.
“Only a fool will not see how much I resemble you and my dad.”
The boy disclosed every story he had to say, whatever he had been hiding in his heart. Since the painful emotions are poured out when the heart hits the low point. And at that moment both nathalie and Khal were at their emotionally vulnerable state.
No one among them wanted to lie!
“Do you know who is… who is your father?”
Her voice cracked and turned into a bare whisper at the latter part. Whereas Khal seemed to be calm which was shocking for a kid of his age. The boy nodded and sniffed while the old man took his seat nearby, thinking that how easy it was for a son and mother to patch up.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.
Nothing in the world could stop them from having each other, and Khal recognized his parents in one keen glance. He was correct with his words, the way he resembled Nathalie hnd Diego it was evident that he was their biological son.
“Yes, Mr Diego is my father. I have seen him on the news too.”
His words hit Nathalie with a lightning bolt, she had never expected his son to be sharp. But of course he was the son of two known influential personalities.
How couldn’t he inherit the same blood from both of them. Whereas on the other hand Lucas went outside the villa, where no one could hear him and called Sandro.
“What did you find out?”
He wanted to know the culprit behind the mess, who made his woman go through a traumatic experience one again.
While Sandro wasn’t in a mood to let his brother sleep through the situation.
“Aren’t you supposed to apologize to me?”
He sounded grumpy and wanted his brother to recognize his mistake of not trusting him.
He was changed and didn’t want to harm Lucas or steal something from him. Let alone stealing his brother’s wife was the last thing he would do.
Lucas heaved a sigh knowing that he committed a mistake to hurt his brother’s ego and by not trusting him he made a big mistake.
“I know, I did wrong and I’m embarrassed about that. I’m sorry I should have trusted you.”
Lucas heard a satisfied groan and ‘humph’ from the other side but the next words made him shocked.
“You won’t believe, brother, who is the mastermind. Be careful in that house.”