Chapter 135 - One Hundred And Thirty-five : What Could Possibly Happen? (1/2)

Nik's POV

There was no need guessing if Isabella was up or not, the sight of the numerous men standing guard in the living room was evidence; Judy might have taken my orders a bit strictly.

About ten men were standing straight and alert as the little devil called my daughter, watched a documentary with a bored expression.

Perhaps I was worrying over nothing, the sight of the security men made it look like they were guarding the world's most wanted criminal rather than my ten-year-old daughter.

I lifted my hand, signaling them to leave which they obeyed, giving me privacy to speak with my daughter.

I sat beside her on the sofa which sank slightly beneath my weight and alerted the prankster of my presence.

Isabella barely gave me a side glance before she grabbed the remote, flipping through the channels.

I cleared my throat to gain her attention once again but she ignored me this time.

”Hey ”

Isabella glared at me, ” Don't talk to me ” She said to me and went back to watching the television. But I could tell she couldn't focus on the program anymore.

I scratched the side of my head, how was I going to deal with this situation? If Maya was here, this would have been a whole lot easier.

Oh yeah, Maya leaving the house was the reason for this treatment in the first place. I failed to fulfill the promise I made to her - making Maya her mother. It looks like I'm in for a bumpy and stormy week from henceforth.

My eyes settled on the sores on her body prompting me to grab her hand without warning, receiving an intensified glare in return.

Isabella tried to pull back her arm but I refused to let go saying, ”You told me not to speak to you, not touch you, ” came my clarification.

”Y-you ”

Her red angry face announced her defeat, she was tongue-tied. Isabella huffed and threw her face the other way.

I smirked in victory. I was her father and king of trickery; who does she think she inherited her intelligence from?

Examining her body, I discovered the red, fluid-filled blisters were emerging and spreading; why wasn't this thing healing?

Won't this destroy her delicate skin? A trace of panic crossed my features, this was the first time seeing my daughter this sick.

Yeah, Kay and I had taken care of her the first two years she came to us, but my ex-wife had been the one who spent more time with her as expected.

Even as a child, I don't remember this little devil ever getting sick cause she was given the best medical attention money could ever buy. Moreover, Isabella had always been a strong kid, it's still quite a shock to know that she was easily conquered by chickenpox.

Just then, Amanda walked past us but stepped back upon noticing my presence. There was a look of surprise on her face when she saw me with my daughter.

Yeah, I knew what she was thinking but I'm just trying to act the role of a father; I'm not an emotionless bastard. Besides, I don't want to waste Maya's sacrifices in bringing both of us together.

”You're welcome home, Sir Nik” She welcomed me and continued ”Dinner would be served ”

”Alright, give me a few minutes, I need to wash up ” Isabella tugged her hand free as soon as she felt me slacken them.

I rose to my feet but did not forget to warn her, ”Be a good girl, I'll be back soon for dinner ”

Her response was a snort which I was used to already. In fact, a snort was a good thing which meant you still had a redemption chance.

Due to the fact I couldn't keep my dear daughter waiting for long, I hurried up in the bathroom, changed clothes, and was down in the dining room in no time; though Isabella was seated already.

It seems Amanda applied some sort of white lotion on her body that made my daughter look like a ghost especially with her hair let down like that.

”It's called calamine lotion, ” Amanda explained while filling my glass with water when she saw me scrutinizing my daughter from her head to her feet.

”Don't worry, it's not hazardous to her health as far as she doesn't swallow it or put it in her eyes ” She assured me upon seeing the concerned expression on my face.

”Is there not a better medication that poses no danger risk? ” I asked, still worried.

Isabella was quite tactile, what if she touches that thing smeared on her body and then mistakenly puts it while rubbing her eyes?

”I'm not a kid, I can take care of myself,” said Isabella with a vexed look. This was the first word she said since dinner was served - quite encouraging.

”Yes, sir Niklaus ” Amanda supported her, ”I can always flush it with lots of water if she mistakenly gets it into her eyes and seek immediate medical help ”

Amanda tried her best to convince me but the ”What if?” scenario still plagued my mind.

”You don't have to worry about anything, the lotion would help relieve the symptoms and prevent skin infections ”