My Vengeful-Ex

Chapter 95

Christina

I entered Logan's office after knocking on the door. He was seated on his leather chair behind his mahogany desk. Logan looked fresh as ever with no sign of exhaustion from the events of last night.

"How is Aiden?" I couldn't help asking him even though I knew he would never answer my question.

I was worried sick about Aiden and wanted to know how he would do without me. Would Aiden think that I abandoned him? I didn't doubt Logan would go to any extent to keep him away from me and wouldn't hesitate to lie.

"Aiden is not your concern anymore," Logan barked.

"He is my son, for God's sake," I shrieked in agony.

Why would Logan be so heartless? Why couldn't he see my pain? How could he enjoy separating a child from his mother? I never thought Logan would become the villain of my story. For me, he always was the knight in shining armor who saved me when I needed to be saved. Who taught me what friendship was, what love was.

"I didn't call you here to listen to your declarations. There is something I need to ask you," Logan ignored my outburst and continued as if nothing happened.

"What?" I couldn't understand what else he wanted to know.

"Aiden's nightmares, since when did they begin?" Logan inquired in a concerned tone.

Nightmares?

"Did he have one last night?" I asked in a worried tone.

"That's not an answer, Christina," he ground his teeth.

I got hold of myself if I wanted to know how Aiden was doing. I needed to play smart.

"He has been having them since the next day of the kidnapping," I replied, then stared at him with hope-filled eyes, "Did he ask for me when he woke up?"

"What if he didn't?"

"You are lying. He doesn't fall asleep until I console him and cuddle with him," I stated with certainty.

I knew my son better than anyone else. No matter what Logan said, I was sure Aiden wouldn't take my absence lightly.

"That's not an option anymore. I am enough for Aiden," Logan asserted, glaring at me.

"You can't keep him away from me for long. He is my son, and I have rights over him," I claimed calmly.

Logan could do whatever he wants, but I believed in my love. Aiden wouldn't accept a life without me easily. He would make Logan's life hell if he tried to control, Aiden. He was his father's son, after all, and wouldn't make it easy for Logan.

"You don't have any rights over him effective immediately," Logan smirked cruelly, "how does it feel, Christina, to be separated from a loved one?"

I chuckled at his words, "This is not the first time, Logan, fate has seperarted me from someone I loved, Logan. All through my life, I have been losing the people I love one by one. Tell me how it feels to be the one to take away someone I loved from me. This surely must be the first time for you."

Logan's jaw clenched at my words, and his deep brown eyes ignited with fury, "The same what you felt when you robbed me of the chance to be in my son's life," he hissed.

I felt like someone knocked out all the air from my lungs, and I cried out in pain, "I did what I did to keep my son safe."

Logan rose from his chair and rounded his desk with lightning speed. He pushed me against his desk, slipping his hand in my hair and yanking it mercilessly, "Saving him from his own father?"