Tolerating The Playboy
Episode 59

“Hello there!” She smiled even though the smile didn’t last long on her face before falling.

“Can I?” She motioned at me to create space for her to enter the room. As much as I didn’t want anything else to hurt Isabella, she was her mother after all and perhaps she came to console Isabella so I created a space for her to pass.

Another lady in a corporate dress followed behind her after flashing me a death glare or perhaps that was how she looked at people. Some other two men in suit tried to enter the room but she had gestured at them to wait outside the door while she was in the room with the other lady. There was no possible way I would let her in this room alone with Isabella so I walked closer to them.

“What a fine apartment you have here darling” she said to Isabella whose eyes have been on Fiona ever since she entered the room. I could see the flame of hatred burning in her eyes but her physical strength wasn’t matching her annoyance. I doubted if she had eaten in days with the way she looked weak.

“What the hell do you want?” Isabella yelled but her voice sounded weak.

“I’m here to talk to my daughter Isabella, you can’t forever remain mad at me because I’ve sincere been wanting you to understand the truth” Fiona sighed before continuing.

“You’re my child and nothing can change that, you also can’t be mad at me anymore” she placed her hands on Isabella’s chin as she brought her face to look at hers but Isabella tilted her head away in disgust.

“You disgust me Fiona, your ex husband and my father just died and the only thing you could say was you that you wanted me to understand you. Of course now I understand who you truly are because you’re nothing but a selfish gold digging old hag” Isabella spat.

The room broke down in silence for a while before Fiona sat beside Isabella on the bed, “I’m here to apologise Ella, for everything and for your father even though he made my life quite miserable but then he made me have you and I’m thankful to him for that” she wiped some tears that were falling off her eyes.

“You don’t need to make excuses anymore just leave like you did because I know you don’t care about me!” Isabella yelled but Fiona still sat down on the bed unshaken.

“These aren’t excuses because I truly care for you, I gave birth to you, nursed you, worked my bones out for you to eat while your father went about drinking and meeting other women!” Fiona raised her voice a little more higher then it was.

“You should have taken me along with you” Isabella suddenly broke out in tears as she buried her head in between her thighs. I felt really bad seeing her this way, all I wanted to do was to hug her close to me and tell her how much she worths so she would stop feeling bad but I wasn’t even sure if she wanted me to touch her right now.

“I didn’t want to drag you along with me to my doom Ella, I was going to kill myself if not for Mr Spring and I thought your father would change and you would live a better life. I’m sorry Ella” she apologized, I watched how Isabella crashed her head on Fiona’s chest while pouring her heart out.

Fiona seemed to have been caught off guard with Bella’s sudden expressions but she embraced her into her arms while stroking her hair softly.

They remained in the same position for a while where as I kept on watching them in case anything suspicious would happen to Bella.

“We’ll be having the burial tomorrow Mum, you’re coming right?” She said and I was surprised at the sound of her calling Fiona her mother without meaning it in a sarcastic or horrible way. She was still in tears grieving on Fiona’s body and I could tell Fiona was also shocked but her face suddenly changed into another expression and I wondered what could have happened.

She positioned Bella’s head away from her body as she stood up from the bed to adjust her dress.

“I won’t be attending” she flatly said while Bella looked at her in awe.

“What do you mean, why aren’t you attending?” She questioned in confusion.

“You see, a lot of things has changed in the past view years expecially after i got married to Mr Spring. I can’t attend his funeral because no one has to know that I was once married to him. The medias are everywhere and they’re watching like Hawks. I can’t possibly let our election be ruined because of some burial” she explained with pride that I scoffed almost immediately. She was really rude and had a high ego.

I studied Bella’s face for a while and I could tell that she wasn’t happy about what Fiona had just said either but was trying to remain sane for her mental health.

“What if I asked you to come as my mother and not his wife, would you?” She inquired. Without Fiona’s response yet I knew she wouldn’t agree to it.

“Oh honey! I’m so sorry but no one has to know you’re my daughter either. You see the guards outside there if they happen to know then they might as well k**s the earth goodbye” she plainly said without feeling remorsed. Just as I thought Bella was happy with at least a parent she managed to ruin it for her.

“Then why the hell did you f*****g come here huh! To feed me bullshits and make my hopes high before breaking it?” Bella yelled at Fiona who stood straight with pride.

“I needed to to know….” Bella cut her off almost immediately.

“Needed me to know what? Needed me to know that you are ashamed to be called my mother because I looked like a f*****g thrash.” She scoffed with a grin on her face.

“Don’t worry, no one would know that Isabella Brown is your daughter because to her she’s an orphan with no parents” Isabella chuckled before her mood changed.

I watched how Bella’s facial emotions fell and even though no tears were dropping down her eyes I knew she have had enough of everything going on.

“Just leave” her quiet voice ordered and Fiona stared at Bella for a while before sighing.

“Im sorry!” She apologized and left alongside her body guards.

I was scared of walking up to her because I knew I had also betrayed her trust today in one way or the other but I hated for everything to be happening so soon and all in a day. She really deserves better.

I summoned up some courage to approach her, I studied how she responded to every step I took and they all proved positive so far until I got closer to her and brought her closer to me by wrapping my arms around her.

“I’m sorry for everything that is happening Bella” I sincerely apologised but she kept quiet still. I felt some warm liquid touching my body, she was crying but in silence and it broke me the more to see her this way. Perhaps I’ve been more of a curse than a blessing to everyone I have ever loved.

A curse to my mother that lead her dying and now a curse to Bella but over my dead body would she die or be hurt. I regretted not being strong enough to save my mother for years and I definitely won’t let history repeat itself.

“I love you” I whispered into her ear, I knew she heard me but chose to remain quiet and I’m willing to give her all the time in this word as long as she promised to forgive me for my horrible past.

“I’m worthless” her voice broke out.

“Shush now, please don’t ever say that to your self because you’re priceless and more than any worth in this world Isabella” I patted her hair while inhaling her scent.

Her stomach suddenly made a grumbling noise and I guessed my assumptions about her not eating for a long time were right so I kissed her on the forehead with every gut I had in me before leaving for her kitchen. I was glad and thankful that she didn’t react to the k**s but I was still troubled because I know she hasn’t forgiven me but I’ll keep hoping.