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Chapter 104

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Christina

Aiden and I were having lunch in the kitchen. Bertha returned as soon as I called her and apologized on Logan's behalf. She was so happy to see me back with Aiden that she couldn't stop saying it for the hundredth time.

"I am so glad Mr. De La Roche realized the boy needed you."

I didn't expect her to return to work readily after Logan fired her.  Bertha proved me wrong by not only agreeing to return but she showed up after an hour. I was forever grateful to her for it. She got attached to Aiden in the brief time she took care of him.

"Mom, can't we go back to our apartment?" Aiden inquired, "I don't like it here."

I understood Aiden was anxious after what had transpired. It would take him a lot of time to trust Logan again. It wasn't easy to earn his trust. He opened up to very few people.

Aiden let in Logan from their first meeting and had been smitten with him until Logan separated him from me. I was sure if Logan hadn't done that, Aiden would have worshiped the ground Logan walked on. Such was his yearning to have his father in his life. Logan screwed up so badly that I doubted if their relationship would ever go back to how it was earlier.

"I don't think it's a very good idea. The kidnappers are still out there, roaming free," I tried to divert Aiden's mind.

"But he forced you to leave me and then lied to me," Aiden pouted.

"He was angry because  I hid the truth. You were his son," I said in a gentle voice.

"I wish he wasn't my father," Aiden declared in determination.

It hurt me to hear Aiden regretted having Logan as a father. It was my fault that my son didn't trust his father. If only I had come clean to Logan about Aiden in the beginning, we wouldn't have been in that situation.

There was no denying that I wronged Logan. I had hid the truth from him, but what else could I have done? The way he had been treating me since the day he returned, I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth. And after knowing about Talia and his child, I dropped the idea of coming clean to him ultimately.

"I don't like the lady that came here earlier. I don't like how she was addressing you either," Aiden said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I sighed, twisting the fork in my hand. I lost all my appetite. The face-off with Talia had left me exhausted. It was exactly the reason I didn't want Logan to know that Aiden was his son. I didn't want to be a homewrecker. Knowing Logan's obsession with me, I knew that conflict would occur.

Logan sent Talia to the hotel in the morning instead of letting her stay in his penthouse, which spoke volumes about his intentions. He wanted Aiden and me in his life, even if it affected his relationship with Talia. Even after all the betrayal and lies, Logan still wanted me. I wasn't sure if I should be happy or, rather, I should cry over it.

"Mom, let's go back home. There won't be any awful lady there who argues with you," Aiden insisted.

"Shh, you shouldn't speak like this about elders," I reprimanded him.

"Which lady is he talking about?" Logan's voice made me turn around to the entrance.

He stood in the kitchen doorway, staring at Aiden and me with a concerned expression.

"The one that came here earlier," Aiden replied. 

Logan strode towards us. He leaned and kissed Aiden on his head and then focused his attention on me.

"Did Talia drop by?" He questioned in his deep voice.

"She did," I answered in an anxious tone.

Logan stared at me with a thoughtful expression, then turned to Aiden and lifted him in his arms. Aiden struggled in his hold, but Logan ignored his struggle and kissed both his cheeks.

"She won't come here again," he assured Aiden.

I gazed at him, startled. Did something happen at his office? I suspect the way Talia stormed out of there, she might have gone to Logan. He settled Aiden back on the barstool and then turned to me.

"She came to my office," Logan said, and my breath hitched.

Did she tell him anything regarding me?

"What did she say?" I couldn't help asking. 

"She has a lot to say, but it doesn't matter," Logan appeared cool as a cucumber.

How did he manage to do that when I was in emotional turmoil since morning?

"She is your girlfriend," I reminded him.

"Not anymore," he replied, shrugging.

"What do you mean?"

"I asked her to find herself another baby daddy," Logan stated, and I stared at him in horror. 

How could he say something like that?

"She is carrying your child!" I exclaimed, aghast.

"I am not here to discuss Talia," Logan asserted, "I have decided that you and I are getting married," Logan dropped a bomb.

It wasn't mere words but an explosion for my senses. Was he out of his mind? How could he even expect me to marry him?

"I don't want you to marry Mom," Aiden cried out before the words even sank into my mind.

"Don't you want your Mom and Dad to be together?" Logan looked at Aiden with a worried expression.

"You will hurt her," Aiden claimed.

"I promise never to hurt you or your Mom again," Logan spread his palm in front of Aiden.

"We can't marry," I stated, snapping out of my thoughts.

"This isn't up for debate. I don't want anyone to call my son a bastard," Logan took a step towards me and hissed in a low voice that only I could hear.

"There are hundreds of women who are single mothers. No one calls their children bastards," I hissed back.

"They do from where we come, Christina. My son will inherit the De La Roche empire, and I don't want people to say how a bastard got lucky," Logan growled, and I realized he referred to himself.

Logan had been called a bastard his whole life. The use of the word might not be common in the modern-day world. However, the aristocrats are still very rigid in their views. A child out of wedlock is straight away termed a bastard.

"What about Talia?"

"She isn't your concern," Logan snapped.

"How can you say this?" I asked, aghast, "She is pregnant with your child. If you marry me, then what about your child with her? Won't they call it a bastard?"

I could never understand what Logan wanted. He wanted to marry me so people didn't call Aiden a bastard. But by marrying me, he was sentencing his and Talia's child to the same fate. Talia was his girlfriend, and people knew about their relationship. How could Logan dump her and want to marry someone else?

I understand that he didn't want people to treat Aiden the way Logan had been treated his whole life. But why wasn't he thinking that by saving Aiden, he was pushing his other child into the same pit?

"I won't marry you and rob your child's future from him," I expressed in a firm voice.

"You don't know what you are saying, Christina," Logan held me by my shoulders and shook me.

I tried to wriggle out of his hold, but his hands held me in an iron fist, "Leave me, Logan. I don't want to be a part of this madness."

"What's your fucking problem?" He bellowed.

"Your insensitivity towards Talia and her child is my fucking problem. How can you abandon them?" I cried out in frustration.

"Because that isn't my child she is pregnant with," Logan roared in anger.

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