Chapter fifty one

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Harley

"What time will the children be back ?" I ask Spencer for the millionth time tonight . We've been back for more than three hours and the children are still not home . Even Spencely is looking rather agitated. He's been whining and whimpering .

" Relax she just informed me that they're close ." he answers like it's the most natural thing to say . You don't tell a mother to relax when she hasn't seen her children in over eighteen hours . With another sigh and repeatedly tapping table he walks over to my side and pulls me into his arms . I immediately melt into his embrace . I have no idea what made me think voicing out the major issue of our problems this time would be a good idea . I immediately felt his muscles tense and his hand stopped mid brush and he fisted his hand on my back .

I didn't have to see his face to know that something shifted in them and that he just swallowed nothing . Or that his jaw was now tense and clenched .

Maybe voicing it out now wasn't a good idea after all but how long have we been avoiding having this conversation? He needs to let me know if he is as invested in this as he claims to be . I will not be doing any concessions on this matter . It's either marriage and family or nothing at all .

" I'm having my first check up tomorrow ." I murmured in a low breath but I know he heard me . The silence was torture . I waited for his response . Anything would be times better than this silence .

I was once again disappointed by him but what did I expect from a man who made it perfectly clear to me before we were even anything that he didn't want children . Ever . I didn't have any power left in me to mask the disappointment in my eyes .

" What time is your appointment?" I almost heard him ask .

Seconds felt like eternity . The only heard was the the sound of the refrigerator and the sounds of our breathing . Well my breathing because he looked rigid almost statue like . Breaking out of the embrace of his arms , he lets me out . I move next to the counter and lean against the corner .

" Harley." he groaned my name in irritation . It dawned to me that he was indeed speaking to me . That was not a figment of my imagination . Slowly bringing my eyes to meet his very cold and intimidating eyes . They hold no emotion I know . His brows are farrowed , slightly crooked up as if deep in thought but I'm already familiar with this look. He can't stand being in the dark for too long . He is impatient .

So I tell him .

With a sigh , I speak.

" 10 AM "

He thinks for a second before cursing out lowly.

" I can't do 10 AM ." he states as if angry with himself .

The expression on my face must have shown how disappointed I was because he quickly took forward steps towards me .

" I can't do 10 AM because I'll be in a meeting with an international client but I promise to be back as soon as the meeting is over. "

What ?

" You're leaving?" my voice was barely audible . I couldn't mask the fear and concern in my voice . He's leaving?

Something in his eyes shifted but quickly settled on the void expressionless mask he always has on .

" I'm going to Sandhurst for a few hours . The meeting is at Thompson Enc. "

I say nothing after this .

" Angel I promise I'll be back . I can't back out last meeting . He specifically asked for me , Angel ." he assures me .

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