Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

‘Yes, the necklace.’ he grins wildly, marching towards her, caring less about the broken bottle that is scattered everywhere.

Melanie move back in fear, she didn’t do anything wrong to him but she never can tell.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Mr Gordon grips tight at her arm and forcefully pulls her towards him.

Eyes widened in shock. “Alfred, what are you doing?” Melanie manage to ask. Her eyes ran up and down his face as Mr Gordon rip off the upper part of her dress.

He sneers before pushing her to the wall, her head hit the rail and she let out a painful hiss. “I know who you are.” Mr Gordon hollers, his nails piercing into her skin as her back pressed tightly against the wall.

Archie watch with tears in his eyes as his father assaulted Melanie. He doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t like how his father is slowly going back to the monster he used to be; he doesn’t like how he’s hurting Melanie either. He does not know the things going on with him, but no matter what it is, he doesn’t want them to argue. Talk more about fighting. Whatever the reason may be, he knows it’s not something good.

“Alfred, what is happening to you?” Melanie cries out, and hot tears slowly stroll down from her eyes, dropping on his wrists. “This is not you.” she shakes her head nervously.

Mr Gordon let go of her, he turns his gaze away from her for a moment. He runs his hands through his hair, breathing heavily before taking his gaze back to her.

No matter what she might have done to annoy him, he doesn’t feel like hurting her, he doesn’t want to be the reason why she would shed a tear. He needs to send her far away from him, and that’s what he’s going to do.

“Get out,” he points towards the way out, shutting his lid tightly.

Both Melanie and Archie’s heads shot at him in surprise. What? Get out? To where?

“What? Why?” they both cry in unison, glaring at the furious Mr Gordon in front of them.

“Get out of here, my life, and this house!” he repeated, not opening his eyes to look at her betrayal eyes.

“Why are you sending me out?” she asks, with fear gripping her heart.

“Because I don’t want to kill you with my hands.” he grits his teeth together. Balling his fist tightly. “I might murder if need be. So, I want you out of this house before I lose it,” he added, pointing at the way to the exit for her.

Melanie stare confusedly at him.

“What are you…?”

“Get out!” he yells spitefully, not bordering to look her in the eyes. He doesn’t want to admit it, but he now hates the air she breathes.

Melanie’s fist tightens beside her as she stares unbelievably at Mr Gordon. She slightly opens her mouth to talk, and she suddenly feels the urge to say something so badly, but she closes it back when it seems too heavy for her to say.

“And don’t ever come back!”

Archie shot his head at his father, wondering if he meant what he just say. How could he say such a thing easily without feeling any remorse?

Melanie loosen her fist a little, rubbing her thumb on the pendant in her hand, in a way that consoles her.

“I still work here, don’t I?” Melanie gulped, staring at him in a way that could make anyone pity her. Her amber eyes appear heavy and dull, with the number of tears she’s taking back in.

“I have received a full year upfront, and I have barely worked for four months, please let me complete my task here, please!” she pleads, slowly letting her tears stream down her cheeks simultaneously. She never wants to let it out, but now that It’s too heavy to take in, what can she do?

A devilish smirk plaster on Mr Gordon’s face as he turns away from her. “You stopped being my son’s babysitter the moment you got a job from my uncle. I don’t care about the upfront you received, it’s nothing I can not give out to the impoverished.” he spat hatefully, caring less about how hurtful his words hit her mind.

Melanie widen her eyes in terror, she knows that she was poor. But she hasn’t met anyone that rubs it to her face. It wouldn’t have hurt that much if it’s coming out from everyone but not Mr Gordon. She feels unstable.

She tries to walk away but her legs give in. She twists her ankle and falls to the floor, landing her knee on a couple of broken bottles which pricks her flesh and she let out a painful grunt.

“Mom!” Archie gasps and paces to where she sat, he squats to her level and gazes at her face. “I will help you back to your room.” he nods for her to stand up.

Melanie cries bitterly as she slides her palm into his. “Archie… He… He…” she wails, gripping his hand.

Archie sigh sadly before nodding his head. “Don’t worry about anything else, let’s get you out of here.”

Archie helps Melanie up and walks her to the door. He moves his gaze to his father and shakes his head, feeling disgruntled towards his father.

~~

“What are you doing?” Melanie asks, when Archie helps her to stack her stuff inside the car trunk he hops inside the car next to her, sighing deeply.

“You should go inside now,” Melanie added, nudging him. So he could hear her. “I don’t want you to get on your father’s bad side.” she pleads, noticing the boy is not making any attempt to get off the car.

Archie crosses his arms over his chest. His gaze focuses on the front door. Without blinking at all. “I’m waiting for him,” he shrugs. “He’ll be out in the next five seconds to call me back in.”

Melanie stared at him in disbelief. “What if he doesn’t?” she asks, moving her gaze to the door to check if he’s truly coming.

The door creeps open and Mr Gordon steps out looking all shabby. “Archie, come back here. I never said you should pack out with her.” he hissed, holding his head in his hands as a wave of headache battles in his head.

“Why?”

“Because I’m your father. I have my reason for sending her out of this house.”

Archie scoffs. “You have no right to call me back after treating her like a piece of work. You never care about anyone else. All you care about is yourself and your stupid reason. Do you not know how you were treating me before she got here? I never knew my offence, I never knew what I did to deserve such. But you never care about my feelings. You abuse me for a crime I never commit. Everything stopped when this woman came into the picture and you want me to leave her on her own? And stay with you? No! She automatically became my mother the day you proposed to her, and I’m never going to stop being her son.” Archie stops talking for a while to catch his breath.

“If you want me to come back to this crabby house, come look for us and we will come back; perhaps with surprise,” he added with a smirk.

“Until then.” Archie spat, he turns to Melanie and urge her to start the car.

As they drive towards the gate, Archie stares at his father through the side mirror and a tear roll down his cheek.

‘I thought he’ll stop us from leaving. He’s a demon that ought to live alone.’ he grits his teeth in anger.