Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver Chapter 51
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Everybody stood steps backward and stunning looks on each face. Chief Dominic wasn’t shocked. Nora stood astounded – thrown in dilemma.
“You’re actually fine?”. Nora found those words after awhile. Derek looked straight into her eyes. His eyes immediately got clouded. He blinked – the cueing tears finally dropped. Genevieve ran and fell into his embrace. She hugged him so passionately that Westley almost broke his neck. Derek wanted talking. He needed to talk to Doctor Nora – not later – but immediately.
“I’m so sorry, My son”. Nora beseeched tearfully.
“You know I’m not your son! I wasn’t your son, Doctor Nora! I wasn’t! I can never be the son of a heartless doctor! No! I can’t be the son of an inhumane mother! You’ve caused me pains! You’ve broken me! You’ve dealt with me! You’ve k1lled me! Of course, this is not me standing here! Derek is gone! This Derek is the broken one! This Apollo is the abandoned one! The child without parental upbringing! The bairn rejected to perish! The boy here is the one who roamed the streets of Lagos and Abuja under the scorching sun and unfriendly weather to make ends meet when I had wealthy parents! Do you stand there to call me your son? Did I hear you call me your son? Look at me! See your so-called son!”. Derek adjusted his shirt and slightly exposed his body. He turned and showed everyone the marks on his back – the iron symbol, the broom lines, etc – looking like scars – permanent scars. Genevieve wept at that moment. Mama shook and shrugged pitiably. Everyone felt Derek’s agony. Nora bent her head in shame. Her tears flowed ceaselessly. She rose her heavy head and begged.
“I wasn’t in my right senses, Derek. It was pressure. I was over-maltreated. Forgive me, please! I will make it up to you”. Nora knelt.
“You don’t deserve my forgiveness, besides, I don’t need mother. She died many years ago and I’ve mourned her”. Derek held his head and cried bitterly.
TO Be Continued
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