Loving You Is Not An Accident: It's Destiny 102 Please Marry My Mom Soon

Clifford is so amaze how this child thinks.

"Are you sure you are still five years old, my boy?" Clifford ask him chuckling.

"I'll be six in a few months, and I don't want a grand birthday just you, mommy, Grandpa John, Grandma Rose, Granny Helen and Grandpa Clint and my nanny and the househelps and driver Joe."

Clark gaze was interrupted and he silent in a moment when he saw the villa.

It is settled in the midst in the lush gardens of tropical and indigenous flowers and trees which has breathtaking view of the sunset. Clifford slowly drove the car and opened the car's window and he inhaled the fresh air that gives him the calmest feeling everytime he is here.

He would often retreat in this villa once he was stress out. At that moment he looked at Ingrid, unhurriedly he reached her face and caressed it gently.

When Clark saw what Clifford did, he pleaded...

"Uncle Cliff, can you please marry my mom soon so that she will no longer be sad and lonely?" Clark suggested.

Clifford did not respond but diverted Clark's attention. "Here we are."

"Wow!" Clark's eyes widen by surprise. "You have a huge house, uncle Cliff!" the child hurriedly gets out from the car and looked around.

The place is so serene and you could hear birds chirping happily, the breeze is so soft that it invites you to doze off. The front house has a fountain that is gloriously flowing.

Still Ingrid is not awake. Clifford opened the pa.s.senger's seat and carried her inside the house while Clark walked beside him. Ingrid moved and squeezed her body to him and moaned of comfort.

"Hmm." Then she sighed, her breathing became steady again.

Clifford smiled and he smelled the faint fragrance emitted from her body. Her presence sends him a new kind of feeling.

His train of thoughts were interrupted by a man who is almost on a run, gasping for air when he reached them.

"We-welcome home, master. We did not expect your arrival."

"It's an emergency. Please prepare the adjoining room." He was referring to the master's adjoining bedroom.

"It is always prepared, as you have ordered, master."

"Very well." The butler moved his gaze to the child and was amazed of what he is seeing but he just kept it to himself.

"Good day to you young master, what do you want to eat?" the butler referred to Clark.

"Nothing, I'll just wait for my mom to wake up before I eat. Thank you, mister." The butler smiled.

"I am pleased to serve you, young master, just call me anytime." He took their luggage and followed their steps.

....

Maya Holmes was in a high end cafe, sipping her expensive coffee. She was flipping a magazine lazily when she received a call from a private number. She ignores it at first, but it keeps on ringing.

"h.e.l.lo. Who is this?" her voice was so irritated

"Maya Holmes?" The caller asked.

"Who are you?!" her annoyance grew more.

"Relax," the caller said, "...I want you to do something for me," Maya rolled her eyes when she thought that it is another prank call. She was about to hang up when the caller told her something that caught her ears.

"I already deposited half a million dollars to your account as a partial payment for this little work that you will do for me." Maya tighten her grip on the phone.

"I am a reporter and I don't–"

"Please don't say that, you are exactly the person that I needed for this work. Besides, I know that you have a daughter and her father doesn't even acknowledge you and that you are drowning in debts and you still have the guts to show off. What a pitiful woman you are."

Maya gulped at the thought of it and the money the caller has given. She then immediately checked her bank account online.

"I know you're checking if I already deposited such a big amount." The caller laughed mockingly. "...you are such a sly woman, aren't you?" She looked around to see if there's any suspicious looking person but she could not find any. "Don't look around, you can never find me there because I don't go to that cheap cafe."