Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

Chapter Thirty Three

I know I should leave them alone and give them privacy but I just can't ignore the kid. 

I stop walking and face the cute little girl with her beautiful eyes. My heart almost stops beating when I stared into her mesmerizing orbs. It is the same as the famous eyes of the Cavelli's. 

My heart is beating fast like I just done running. 

Please don't let it be what I am thinking right now.

"Hey pretty girl"  She is so amazed with me. Her eyes is sparkling and is full of joy.

"Beautiful. Ohhh.. look like a big big doll. Dada she... pretty" she's looking at the direction where Deus table is located but I can clearly see that the one she is pertaining to as his dada or daddy is Deus. 

He has a daughter?

What?

My tears badly want to fall but I am doing my best to hold it. I don't want to scare the child. She's so adorable.

"Zailee come here" the beautiful lady stand up from her sit and were about to come close to get her daughter but the child runs to me ang hug me.

"No mommy. Zailee will behave. Zailee just want to play with the big doll" the kid cutely pouted while arguing with her mom. She hug my legs tighter and even hid her face.

She's so adorable. Her mom gives me an apologetic smile

"It's fine" I smiled at her to assure her that I am willing to play with her kid.

"You.... Pretty" the kid look up at me. I sit on the ground so where in the same level.

She quickly get a hold of both of my cheeks and pinched it like a clay dough. 

"You are prettier baby" I complimented her back and she giggled. I want to carry her but too bad I got injured hands.

"My name is Zailee.  I am four years old" she introduced herself and show me her four cute little fingers. She's an active and intelligent kid.

"I am Ellie and I am twenty three years old" her forehead creased as she is trying to count my age in her hands.

So cute. I just watch her fumbled with her fingers trying to count my age in her cute little fingers.

"Too much" she exclaimed when she got tired figuring out how to count it.

"It's fine baby. When you get bigger you will be able to be good at numbers" I give her a pat on her head.

She giggled and stay close to me. She is hugging me tightly like she wants to say a lot more. 

"You.... nice too" she whispered

The room is so silent. I can sense the stare from everyone who are watching us. 

I let the kid hug me. I need it. 

Ironic how she gives me comfort despite the fact that she is the same reason why my heart is breaking into pieces right now. But she is innocent. She doesn't even know anything. 

I tried to look at Deus and he looks so scared right now. He is looking at me with apologetic eyes and I know that he is dying to come to me to explain what's going on.

Donny is looking at me with the same eyes. When I looked at him he avoided my eyes looking so sorry.

Nayana has a lone tear in her eyes. She's hurting.

I don't need to ask anymore. Their expressions are enough to confirm that what's in my head right now is true.

My heart is bleeding. I can't describe what I am feeling right now. I want to run away from this room. I want to shout at him. I want to ask him a lot of things.

My eyes gets blurry as I continue eyeing them. How can you guys do this to me?

I can no longer understand what Zailee is talking because off heavy breathing and too much emotions.

"Ellie, let's go" I feel Tres give me a tapped on my shoulder.

"Baby I need to go. We'll play some other time okay?" I swiftly wipe my tears so she can't see it but she already did.

"Dada!! She's hurt" the kid panicked and is about to cry. Her nose is red and she is pouting while looking to Deus.

"Come here" Deus called her and she run to him. I turn my back on them because the scene is too much for me to witness. 

My tears flows freely. 

Tres is terrified seeing me cry.

"Let's go. Come on" he open the door for me. I walk out the door trying to stifle my sobs. Few steps from his office and my strength give out. My knees wobbled that I almost fainted. Tres reflexes was so good that he manage to catch me. 

I felt the pang of pain because he got no choice but to hold me tight to keep my balance. He touched my wounds that result to bleeding. It hurts like hell but it doesn't outweigh the pain in my heart. I am sobbing so bad.

How could he?

"Fuck! Careful your wound is bleeding. Let's sit  first, okay?" he said as he is trying to make me stand but I don't find the strength to do so. We both ended up sitting on the floor.

"Ellie shhh. I am here." he hold both of my cheeks. He gently wipe my tears.

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