I quickly sprang up in fear and screamed aloud so did the person that came into the room.
I turned on the table lamp immediately.
To my greatest surprise, it was Mr Patrick...
I heaved a sigh of relief.
"Am really very sorry Clara! I forgot that you now occupy this room" Mr Patrick said
"It's OK sir! Am sorry for yelling at you and again sir what are you doing here?" I asked
He gulped nervously.
"Uhmm...Don't worry Clara! I'll sleep in the sitting room" He said as he picked up his pillow and blanket and turned to leave.
"You can sleep here sir!" I said and he quickly turned around.
"What? Really?" He asked in shock
"Yes sir! I don't mind... I can sleep on the couch while you have the bed" I said and he smiled.
"Of course not Clara! That's bad...i can't sleep on the bed while you being the owner of the room sleep on the couch" He laughed
"It's fine with me sir!" I said
"Go back to bed Clara! I'll sleep on the couch" He said as I nodded and lay on the bed.
I covered myself with a duvet.
I watched him lie down on the couch.
He looked so handsome.
I couldn't help but steal glances at him.
I kept drooling.
"Oh Clara Jones! Stop this non day dreaming... He's married already" I said almost audibly to myself.
"What did you say?" He asked
"Uhm... Nothing! I was just err... wondering over something" I lied
"OK! Good night!!" He said with a sweet smile.
"Good night sir!" I said as I closed my eyes.
MORNING ? ?
Kyra's Pov:
It was on a Monday and a school day as well.
"Grnnnnnnn..... Grnnnnnnn ? ?
The alarm rang noisily!
"I hate this really" I screamed as I got up from the bed.
I yanked the duvet off my body and walked into the bathroom.
I brushed my teeth...
"Why is daddy not yet here to prepare me for school?" I thought
I headed straight to daddy's room.
I opened the door and to my surprise, daddy wasn't there.
Momma was lying alone in the huge bed.
The room was filled with the stench of alcohol and cigarettes.
"Yuck!" I yelled as I banged the door.
That was when I thought of my aunt Clara.
I rushed to her room and opened the door.
"DADDY!" I called in surprise as I saw dad sleeping on aunt Clara's couch.
They quickly jumped up.
"Kyra! You scared me daughter" Dad said walking to me as I folded my arms.
"Kyra baby!" Aunt Clara said yawning.
"Good morning all! Dad what are you doing here in aunt Clara's room?" I asked anxiously
"Uhmm... Sweetheart I couldn't sleep in my room so I...." Dad said as I rolled my eyes.
"And my room daddy? You can always stay with me" I said
"Kyra! You don't wanna be late for school do you?" Aunt Clara said and I shook my head.
"Of course not aunt!" I said
"Then let's go get ready for school" Aunt Clara said as she held my hand and we walked out of the room.
Patrick's Pov:
I exhaled deeply...
"Thank goodness! Clara thought of a way to take Kyra away else that little girl would have caused me a heart attack" I said to myself.
I quickly picked up my blanket and pillow as I walked out of the room.
Few minutes later....
I was already set to go to work.
I stared at Vanessa who was still fast asleep...
"She doesn't even care if her daughter is going to school or not" I sighed.
I picked up my suitcase and headed downstairs.
Immediately, the appetizing aroma filled my nose and I smiled.
? So this is how it feels having a woman at home? ? I thought.
I walked straight to the dinning.
Clara had already served the beef sauce and rice on the dinning.
And Kyra was already dressed in her school uniform and set to eat.
Smiles escaped my lips.
Clara is amazing.
"Good morning Sir!" She greeted with a charming smile.
She's a beauty ?
"Good morning Clara!" I smiled too.
She quickly placed a plate in front of me.
I watched her do that.
Something Nessa has never done since we got married...
I mean for the past four years...
For the past four years, Vanessa has never entered the kitchen talk more of cooking.
According to her, she said she's allergic to kitchen utensils.
What a mother! ?
I know you want to know how I ended up with Vanessa right? ?
You don't need to answer that ?
I know you are eager to know but that's story for another day and for the right time.
Clara scooped some rice into my plate and then some of the beef sauce too.
"Thank you Clara!" I smiled at her.
"It's nothing Sir" She said
? It might be nothing for you but for Vanessa it's a whole lot ? I thought and chuckled
"Yummy!" Kyra said happily
This is the first time my daughter is feeling so happy in the morning after four years.
"It's super delicious" I smiled
"Thank you! Eat up now Kyra" She said softly
"Aunt Clara when you finally open your restaurant, I will become a chef there and that way I can learn how to cook for my daddy" Kyra said and we laughed.
"That's my little baby girl" I said as we high five.
"That's right Kyra! Now eat up and stop talking you might choke" Clara said.
I couldn't help but keep glancing at Clara.
She's not just a good cook, she's also caring and kind.
Maybe Kyra was right... She could make a good momma.
But what about Vanessa?
Some minutes later, we were done eating.
Clara quickly cleared the table.....
Vanessa can never do that...
Clara wore Kyra her school bag and we headed straight to the garage.
"Good bye Kyra! Be a good girl" Clara said as Kyra hopped into my car. This story is written by Pinky Preshy Chioma.
"Bye aunt Clara!" Kyra smiled
"See you later Clara" I said as she nodded shyly.
Vanessa's Pov:
Anger burnt through me as I heard Kyra and Patrick compliment that stupid girl.
I really don't know why I hate her so much...
I wish I can strangle her with my bare hands.
I sat on the couch in the sitting room waiting impatiently for that Clara to come in.
This is just the beginning...
I will make sure I make life unbearable for her until she leaves.
The door throw open and Clara walked in.
I watched her catwalk to the kitchen.
"Good morning ma'am! What do you want for breakfast?" She asked nicely.
I quickly got up and held her tightly by her hair...
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To be continued.....
Our Clara is in hot soup ??
Vanessa no be Clara do you oo ?
Why are you dragging her hair now? ?
Who else noticed that Mr Patrick seems to like Clara? ??
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