Chapter 600 - Six-Hundred: The Bond (1/2)

Ailee's point of view:

Mom was still not down by the time breakfast was served. I didn't need a prophet to tell me what she and my father were doing upstairs. As I said, it was a huge relief she has entered menopause, I can't even stomach the thought of more siblings.

But then, I kind of envy them - their affection for each other. Truthfully, I can't help but wonder what mom saw in dad enough to marry him - sorry to say, I'm not a huge fan of dad's past. Niklaus was a womanizer, and his father, our late grandfather, never liked mom. It just doesn't make sense to me at all. I would never settle down with a man like that.

My eyes unconsciously landed on Neon and a smile widened my lips. Marrying a man like him doesn't sound bad, unlike father, Neon isn't a womanizer, he's kind, hardworking, smart, and handsome. I've seen the way girls at school have been eyeing him hungrily.

Surprisingly, Neon has never had a girlfriend, unlike Allen who might break dad's philanderer record soon. There was a trace of red across Allen's cheeks and I stared at it intently - I guessed he and his plaything had a good time in the bathroom.

Unlike mom and Dad, I knew my brother sneaked a girl into our house yesterday when everyone went to bed - and they've been busy ever since. Nobody knows Allen more than I do.

”Why are you staring at me like that?” Allen frowned at me.

I shuddered, ”I'm just wondering how I spent nine months in the womb with you without tearing you apart?”

”Stupid,” He mumbled, ”We spent eight months, not nine,”

Ah right, we were delivered prematurely and through cesarean since mom was at risk thanks to her fall off the bridge. Tsk, I should write a journal about our family, I bet it will sell more than a million copies. The great Spencers? People would crave to hear our story.

I was about to give Allen a quick retort when someone tugged on my clothes. I turned, it was Elsa? Ella? Oh yeah, I'm back to guessing again.

”What?” was all I asked, without hinting I had no clue which one of the girls this was.

”Remove the carrots in my salad,” she pushed her plate to me without a ”Please,”

And yes, that was Ella.

”Sorry, but your hands are for doing that,” I refused her. It's time those arrogant brats learned respect already. Our parents spoiled them too much.

For a moment, Ella didn't say anything, just stared at me with eyes full of disbelief - as if she had never expected me to refuse her at all. Then out of nowhere, I watched her lips began to tremble and a feeling of dread grew in my heart, ”oh no,”

Then before my very eyes, Elsa bawled her eyes out, ”Mommy!” She shrieked so loudly it could wake the dead from the grave.

I panicked, never had I expected that. The first thought that came into my mind was to muffle her wailing which I did by cupping her mouth.

”Fine, stop crying. I'll do it,” I agreed through gritted teeth. This was emotional manipulation! A big one! But then, what could I do?

”You'll do it?” She sniffed.

”Yes, I'll do it!” I gave in like a coward soldier,” Just stop crying already, ”

”Alright,” Ella said.

However, to my biggest shock, I saw Ella brush the tears from her eyes with a finger, putting on a bright side instantly.

What the fuck?! She was pretending?! Oh my God, I'm so aggrieved right now! I gasped in disbelief, did this little brat just play me?

”Why are you not picking out the carrot?” asked the little brat.

What a nerve.

”You were not crying?” I still couldn't believe it.

Allen snickered by the side, I ignored him. I had scores to settle with this little brat this time.

”I can't cry. Isabella says only babies cry. Now, are you picking the carrots or not?” she bossed me around.

”Hey, you little brat -!”

”Mommy!” She squeezed fresh tears out of her eyes and my hands set to work before the fake tears could even drop. And just like that, I began to pick the diced carrots out of her salad while the little devil busied herself with the side dishes.

I clenched my teeth tight while doing that, how did I become prey to those devils - yes, little devils. I was the great Ailee - reduced to nothing by them.

Someone chuckled by my side and I turned to discover it was Neon. A smile unconsciously tugged on my lips, even his deep laugh was melodious.