Back in America
1216 Words
Catherine’s POV
"Mummy, we are in America!" Liam squealed, as he bounced down the stairs of the helicopter, with Mr Thomas following closely behind him.
"Be careful, sweetie," I sighed, tightly holding onto Leo who seemed wary of his new surroundings.
"This place is strange and hot," Leo muttered. "I don't like America. When are we going back to Canda, mummy?"
"Soon," I lied, knowing fully well that I had signed a contract to be a neurosurgeon at the America branch for one year, at least.
"Really soon or far soon?" He scrutinized my expression as if trying to deduce an ounce of lie on my face.
"Soon soon, baby," I lied again, just as three bald burly men that were identically dressed in black suits and dark sunshades trekked up to us.
"Welcome to America, ma'am," They bowed in unison to me before collecting our luggage and turning to Mr Thomas.
"It's been a while, sir," They said to him, and he nodded.
"It sure has," He said. "Take the luggage to the car. How many cars did you bring?"
"Two, sir,"
"Very well then," Mr Thomas nodded. "Give me the keys to the other car."
One of the bodyguards quickly handed him the keys, bowed to me again, before leaving with our luggage.
"Who are they?" I asked, sidling with Mr Thomas to the other car; a black range rover defender.
"They are from my security company," He divulged. "They help with stuff like this."
"You have a security company?" I questioned. "Just how many businesses do you have exactly, sir?"
"About ten. I may have lost count," He chuckled, opening the door for Leo and Liam who smiled shyly at him before climbing in.
I had forgotten to bring their car seats from Canada.
I just hoped that there was a children's mall or something akin to that nearby.
"That's really cool," I commended him. "I could never run a business. Hell, I'd run it into bankruptcy. Only the heavens know what I'd have done if you weren't here to guide me with the estates and all."
Smiling, he reached forward to open my side of the car and I shook my head.
"It's fine, sir."
"You remind me so much of Madam Ophelia, you know?" He shook his head as he stared at me. "Not only are you her mirror image but you also have a pleasant personality just like her."
"I'm glad to hear that." I beamed, as he went over to the driver's seat.
When I told him that I was returning to America for work, Mr Thomas had given me a strange look as if I had just confessed to murder.
Thereafter he had launched into an argument vehemently stating that he couldn't let me go back there because he had promised my mother that he'd protect me from Alessandro.
Eventually, he had agreed to allow me return to America on one condition; that he'd go with me to see how things were.
Some days after I got to Canada, I had narrated my whole ordeal with Alessandro to both mum and the elder man.
Mum had been infuriated with him but Mr Thomas was even angrier.
He even suggested I sued Alessandro for a huge amount of money for emotional abuse.
I didn't do as he said because I was hellbent on avoiding anything that would cause him and I to meet again.
For all I cared, he was as good as dead to me.
Hell, I was even planning to tell the twins that he was dead if they ever asked me about him.
An hour and a couple of minutes later, we got to my new residence; a huge building that housed many condos.
"You could have just stayed in one of your estates," Mr Thomas huffed, as we carried a sleepy Liam and a fast asleep Leo out of the car.
"That would be too much work," I countered. "I don't want maids or anything like that at all. I want to raise Leo and Liam right. I don't want them to become one of those stuck-up rich kids that bully people."
"Catherine, they have a lovely soul like you as their mother. There's no way that could possibly happen." Mr Thomas said, as we stepped into the elevator and I clicked on the fifth floor.
"Maybe in the future, we will move into one of the estates. But for now, the three of us will live modestly." I said.
"The ball is in your court, dear," He replied. "By the way, I'm returning to Canada tomorrow. I'll spend the night in a hotel, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Hotel?" I frowned. "You can stay with us. It's a five bedroom condo and the twins and I can't possibly sleep in all the rooms, can we?"
He chuckled at my joke and sighed. "I really don't want to be a bother, Catherine."
"Well, you're not."
"Okay then, if you say so," He nodded. "Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me, sir," I said, as we stepped into the condo.
The place felt warm, homey and right for me.
It had a minimalistic brown and white design which made me fall in love with it more because I had also designed my condo in Canada with white and brown themes.
"I love this place," I said. "Your men did a great job with it, Mr Thomas."
"Really?"
"Of course, sir. It's so cool.*
Then, Mr Thomas and I located the twins room which was designed with Pokemon and Angry birds posters and merchandise on either side.
Leo had an unhealthy obsession with the red bird while Liam loved Pokemon and anything related to it.
The twins were definitely going to love the design.
"Thanks again for the wonderful design, Mr Thomas." I uttered, and he waved it off.
"It's nothing, dear."
I was really touched by the fact that he cared enough about the twins to even know their likes and dislikes
Mr Thomas was truly like the father I never had or met.
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Alessandro's POV
As I strutted to the conference room to attend a meeting with the shareholders of my company, my phone vibrated with a call.
Retracting it from my pocket, I saw that it was Marco calling me.
"Speak," I said.
"Boss, she's back," He said. "She is back in America."
"Who?" I frowned.
"Ma'am Catherine," He divulged. "According to my sources, she came back about a week ago."
I almost dropped my phone at the sudden yet joyous revelation.
After years of looking for her, the love of my life was finally back.
However, as happy as the news made me, a question still tugged at my chest.
"Wait, why did she come back? Did something happen to her?" I asked.
"No, sir," He responded. "But I'm currently looking into the reason behind her sudden appearance as we speak."
"Good job, Marco," I said. "You did great. Keep me updated on any new development, okay?"
"Alright, sir. But you shouldn't thank me for doing my job." He said.
"Very well then. I'm hanging up." I uttered, and ended the call.
Catherine was back which meant one thing;
Everything was really going to change from now on.
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