Anastasia's wishes

Chapter 25 -Rose-

Anastasia's POV

I can't believe what just happened. After Nathan left, I call Jack Hunt. I asked him. And he said it was true. I'm still Nathan's wife. And he said because the divorce paper is not submitted, the agreement is null. This is unbelievable. I asked my lawyer to check it for me and he said it's true. Now, what should I do?

It looks like I have to see that asshole. That man doesn't give me many choices. He's going to take my son away. Damn it. Why can't he just let me go?

I don't want to come home. I don't want to see him. I don't know what to say to him. And what's making it worse is Bree is not here. She has a show in another city.

When I told her what happened, she almost canceled it for me. But I said no. I can handle Nathan.

Parker is not helping either. I don't know what's wrong with him. He's so cranky. I even tried to take him to the beach. But it's not working. I'm so stressed.

At 6 PM I heard my bell rings. When I open my door, I see Nathan is standing there with a rose bouquet and a teddy bear. He is smiling as if nothing is wrong. I keep on glaring at him.

He looks handsome as always. I hate it. He should look ugly so I can call him names. He wears a black shirt and dark jeans. It was my favorite shirt. He always looks good in that shirt. I told him before. He must have remembered it. He used it on purpose. But the more I pay attention, somehow, his shirt is a bit loose. I can see he lost some weight.

"Hi," he says. "Can I come in?" I don't answer it, I just let him get inside the house and then lock the door. When he walks in front of me, I can smell his cologne. Damn him.

"This is for you," he gives me the rose.

"Why?" I ask him.

"Because I know my wife loves rose," he actually looks confused.

"About that-" We need to talk about our marriage. I don't want to be his wife anymore.

"Where's Parker?" He sounds so happy to say my son's name.

"In his room," I answer him in annoyance.

"I want to see him," he says. I sigh.

There's not much I can do for now anyway. I have consulted my lawyer. He said to try to persuade him. Don't get too feisty. "That way." I show him the way. I walk toward Parker's room and he's following behind me. When Parker sees Nathan, he claps his hand and smiles widely. He even talks in a baby's voice. Traitor

"Hello, my boy," he kisses Parker's face and that earns him Parker's laugh.

Nathan is talking to him with a baby voice as if Parker can understand him. Parker touches his face. Parker is not usually warm to a new person. Maybe he knows that Nathan is his father. I see them with tears in my eyes. How many times I dreamed to see this. As if sensing my mood, Nathan turns around suddenly and looks at me.

"Baby," he whispers. I wipe my eyes and go out. I let them have their time.

"I think he misses his mama," Nathan says. He spent half an hour with Parker before he went to look for me.

"He's hungry. I'll feed him." I heard my son's wailing. I go to Parker's room. Nathan follows me.

"Let me help. Where's his bottle?" He asks me.

I sit on the rocking chair. I blush.

"I don't... I breastfeed him," I answer him. Why should I be embarrassed? Parker is my son.

"Okay," he takes a seat beside me.

"You need to go," I don't want him here.

"No. You're my wife, he's my son. I'm allowed to see you breastfeeding my son," he actually looks so serious.

"I can't. I.." I panic.

"I'll let you put a napkin or something for now. Find something, I'll go out first, I'll come again in 5 minutes."

He goes out to the kitchen area. I find a napkin to shield my breast. Nathan comes into the room with a glass of water. I barely settle Parker. Parker latches on my nipple instantly. He sits on a stool beside me and gives the water to me.

"Is it hurts?" Nathan asks me. He looks so proud.

"It is for the first time. But I get used to it now," I give an honest answer.

"He has a strong appetite." He says while strokes Parker's cheeks. His thumb touched my breast with his strokes. And it makes me shiver.

"Are you cold?" He asks.

"No," I shake my head. How can I tell him that he still affects me?

"Let me make you hot tea." And then he stands and walks to the kitchen.

I try to calm down. I don't want him to notice I still have feelings for him after all this time. I come into the kitchen area after I put Parker in his bed.

"He's asleep?" He asks immediately after I enter the kitchen.

"Yeah, he's been cranky all day," I don't dare to look into his eyes.

"Here's your tea," he brings the cup to me.

"Let's talk." I can't drink tea right now. I feel nauseous all day.