Moving On

I didn't say a word. I was looking at my father when Jayden yelled at him.

"17 years and you have never told her the truth. Are you going to keep it a secret from her and bury them with you when you die? You couldn't give her away but you abandoned her. You kept her locked up on that house. You ruined her." Jayden shouted.

"I did not. She was free to do everything!" Father yelled back.

"Free? Do you think not meddling with her affairs for those years made her free? Is that your definition of freedom? She locked her heart because of you. Because she never felt the love of a father. You have deprived her from happiness. You didn't even ask for forgiveness. I understand you suffered because of your wife but as a decent man you shouldn't blamed her for what her mother did to you. You're so pathetic."

"Jayden, please." I said softly while holding his hand.

He looked at me and I can see his dark expression. He heaved a sigh and kept quiet.

"Do you know who my father is?" I asked.

"I tried looking for him but I can't find anything. But you can try asking your mom's driver. I haven't had a chance to talk to him because he went back to Flousia after your mother died. Maybe he knows something." He said.

"How about my brother? Do you know where he is now?" I asked.

"Your grandfather took him. I don't know where he is now."

Then silence.

"Margaret, I know I've been a bad parent to you. I was consumed by my anger to your mother. I thought after sleeping and getting pregnant with another man, she will stop. But she did it again and again. I know I'm not a good husband either. I was always busy with the company but I trusted and loved your mother dearly. Jayden is right. I can't consider myself a decent man. I won't apologize because what I did to you is unforgivable. But trully, I'm glad I was able to talk to you at last." He said.

I don't know what to feel at this moment. My heart was in pain but I couldn't even cry. Maybe I expected something worst than this and this is easier for me to accept.

"I will move out of your house. You can go back there after a few days. I will message Jonathan once I got all my clothes. And here." I said while giving him back the credit card his secretary gave me.

"Margaret, this is yours and also the house. Please keep it." He said, giving it back to me.

"I don't live there anymore. I'm staying at Alora's house for a few months now. From today onwards, after this talk, I don't want anything to do with you anymore. I thank you for everything you've given me. Let's forget each other. I will marry Jayden eventually so my last name will change. But for now, let me use your surname until we get married." I said in a straight voice. I said it without any feelings.

He didn't say a word. From the day that I was born, I was never a Miller. I was just a girl who was left by her mother and he took me in out of pity. No, it seems to me that it's not pity, but revenge. He can't take his revenge to my mother because she's dead, so he took me in and abandoned me, to make me feel like I was a trash. He hid the truth from me to make sure I will never be complete. He gave me everything but denied the only thing I need, a family, a father and love.

"Jayden, let's go." I said. Then I stood up and turned my back from him.

I slowly walked away, Jayden followed. Tears were falling from my eyes. The father I knew all along, the person who I longed for affection and love, turned out to be just a stranger who's taking his revenge on me.

Jayden stayed quiet. He let me cry while following me. I went outside the hotel and walked directly to our car. Jayden opened the door for me.

I broke down crying. It was painful. Jayden pulled me into his arms and sobbed. He's crying. For me. He was this tough bad boy kind of guy. I never thought he will cry for me.

"Peg I hate to see you crying like this. It's breaking my heart because I can't do anything for you. Forget him. Forget your father. I'm your family now and dad. Luke, Alora, Emily, Nina, Andrew, Sophie and Percy. We're your family now. You will never be alone anymore." He said while sobbing.

After I cried my heart out, Jayden started the car and drove off. I rest my head because I was so tired and my eyes were swollen from tears.

"Peg." I heard Jayden whispered, waking me up gently.

I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me, smiling. I smiled back. It's nice to see his every time I open my eyes.

I looked around and saw we're in a different house in Primrose. I frowned.

"Where are we?" I asked.

He just smiled and went out of the car to open the door on my side.

"Let's go." He said, pulling me out of the car.

"Mr.Richards! It's nice to see you." A man around his thirties said.

"Hello. Mr.Kent, is everything doing good?" He asked.

"Yes sir. Are you going to look around?" The man called Mr.Kent asked.

"Yes. By the way, this is Peggy. My fiance." He said without hesitation.

"Oh! That's her! Good thing she's here! Let's go inside." He said.

I still don't know what's happening and why we are there. The man toured us around the house. The house is called Princess Court I, one of the four smaller estate in Primrose. Queen's Oak Court which is Luke and Alora's estate was the largest and the most expensive house in Primrose but this house also costs million of dollars. It's a 60,000 square feet mansion, with a 5,000 sq.ft master bedroom, an Imax-style theater, three swimming pools, a garage for no less than 50 cars and a 6,500 sq ft night club. It has 10 bedrooms and 15 bathrooms.

"Do you like it?" Jayden suddenly asked.

"Yes. I like the modern design of the house and also the garden. It's smaller than Queen's but it's perfect. Who's house is this?" I asked curiously.

"Ours." He said while looking at me affectionately.