Chapter 134 - Eleanors Mother (2/2)

”Eleanor!” he groaned in his husky voice.

”What happened?” she asked, lifting her head facing him as she batted her eyelashes innocently at him.

”I guess you need to take me to your home tour,” Cedric said. He could feel his little brother rising. If he goes out with his boner… there would be no one who would look at him weirdly.

Eleanor tilted her head and thought for a second. She understood that he wanted to behave well and tried to suppress his desires. She liked it when he tried to suppress his desires. With a smug smile, she nodded at him.

”But do you know… I am aroused. Such a pity we are in my house,” she whispered in his ears, making him grunt like an animal.

Eleanor doesn't know but she was pitting her grave.

”Come. Let's go,” she said. Knowingly or unknowingly she ground on his little brother, he groaned. He was hard as a rod. Dammit! If… if… if only… if this was not Zora's mansion… he would have taken her in this open garden.

”This is a painting painted by my mom,” Eleanor said as she pointed to a small painting in the hall.

”Beautiful but not as much as you,” he said, hugging her from behind.

Eleanor smiled at him. She traced the painting with her fingers as she felt the paper in her fingers.

”You miss her?” he asked.

”Hmm… who doesn't?” she said.

”Have you ever met her after her divorce from your dad?” he asked.

”Umm… nope,” she replied.

There was silence in the air. He knew she had something to say and talk about. He can sense the grieving daughter behind her facade. ”You can say whatever you want. I am all ears,” he said.

Eleanor turned around and hugged him tightly.”I know they were separated because of their differences. I don't have much memory of my mother. My childhood was filled with my brother and father. If they have differences what shall I do? Don't I deserve her love? I used to feel jealous of others when I saw them with their mothers. Whenever I asked dad… he used to say he was my mom, dad, and everything. But I never got to experience a mother's love.” she said as she left his embrace and turned around to touch the painting.

”Even… when I first met you in school… I saw your mother came to your sports competition despite her bad health just to support you.  Do you know how jealous I was? That was one of the reasons I hated you at that time. You have a mother… While I don't. I know… I have a brother and father, who makes others enviable but in the end, we are all those pathetic humans who crave for the things or persons that we don't have or won't have,” Eleanor said.

She didn't notice that Aiden and Regan who were about to enter the hall heard her. Regan pulled Aiden from the hall to the back garden directly before they could see them. ”Maybe we should let them have a chat by themselves,” Regan said.

Aiden nodded. ”You got a nice garden. A walk?” Regan initiated.

Aiden nodded his head showing his acceptance.

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”Don't worry. When god snatches something he would give you something in return. Just like me,” Cedric said with a smile.

Eleanor smiled lightly. ”How about we go further?” Cedric said.

Eleanor nodded and took him further. They walked further. He could see that the house has an artistic touch. ”Your mother loves artistic things,” Cedric couldn't help but comment.

”Not mom… My dad. My mom loved dad, despite knowing he loves another woman. And she tried her best to make him fall for him. So… all his interests were hers. But… she failed in the end. She could only make him feel guilt, gratitude, care and everything apart from love. That broke her. In the end, she gave up.

”Well… but this house was decorated by her in the way dad likes. But… still, he didn't change despite her departure. Maybe he thinks it doesn't matter or he wants to have this house the way it was. I don't know. But I don't care… as he was okay with this.” Eleanor said.

Cedric was silent with her. Not having memories about the person who gave birth and there were reminders of her everywhere was hell. Walking ahead, he hugged her from behind.

”You can design the way you want in our house,” Cedric whispered in her ears.

Eleanor smiled, if one day the whole world abandons her, she could count on him.. He was hers and she was his.