Hiding the Alpha's Heir (Desmond and Seraphina) novel Chapter 13

"A week before the party. I am hoping it will be finished."

"Of course, my lord. I shall pay heed to that."

I sighed in relief when it seemed that Desmond wasn't rushing to finish his tuxedo. But that didn't mean that Madam Ibanez would allow us not to have overtime work again. She would rush us for certain to finish it as soon as possible just as she would always do to us.

Then, she wouldn't even dare to pay our overtime working hours.

"One more thing."

I glanced at Desmond when he spoke. His eyes were focused on Madam Ibanez as if he was trying to charm her. I scoffed silently. That's right... That was how you charmed the courtesan and Hazel, didn't you? That suddenly made me feel bitter as I remembered the past.

I suddenly wanted to get away from this place.

"Yes, my lord? What is it?"

"I need a dress that I need to bestow to someone special to me."

I simply took the macaroon and ate it, not minding what they were talking about but I felt my stomach churning upside down for some reason upon hearing that Desmond had someone special to him.

Must be Hazel...

"Did you know her size, Lord Verlice?" Madam Ibanez asked as she fished out the journal and was ready to write it down.

I glanced up, waiting for his words but my heart jumped when I caught him looking at me. I even felt my stomach somersaulted.

"Her size is about the same as Lady Seraphina. I want you to take her measurement," he said while his eyes were piercing me.

"Huh? Me?" I looked at him in disbelief. Was he serious about this? Hazel and I didn't even have a good body match. She was way more petite than me.

Also, I gained weight and hadn't regained my body from before ever since I gave birth to Sander. I already thought that I had no time for that since all I had to take care of was my son's health more than mine.

"Do you have any complaints?" he asked, arching his eyebrow. It was also one way to intimidate me.

I wanted to say that I have a complaint but then, Madam Ibanez chimed in. "Go on, Seraphina. Stand up and I shall take your measure," she said through gritted teeth.

"But, madam—"

"Stand. Up." She smiled sweetly, indicating a warning glare at me.

I pursed my lips into a thin line before I glared at Desmond who had a look of amusement in his eyes. I exhaled sharply and forced myself to stand up.

While Madam Ibanez was taking my measure, I quietly prayed that we could leave as soon as possible. The more I kept staying here, the more I felt my blood was boiling just by seeing Desmond. I even got to understand that he was now still with Hazel for sure.

I felt bitterness all of a sudden. He was living his life to the fullest while I was suffering and providing everything for my son. It was good that he didn't know that he had a son or else, I would try to abscond from him again. As long as he had no idea that we had a pup, it was alright for me to be at ease even though this kind of reunion was something I didn't expect to experience.

After seven years, I got to meet my mate that I rejected.

When everything was final, Madam Ibanez and I decided to leave. That was a relief to me actually because I couldn't handle Desmond's stare. I felt like he could even see my soul right now which sent shivers down my spine.

"Dear me! I forgot my fan back there!"

I blinked at the sudden outburst of Madam Ibanez. She looked panicking and hyperventilating. The fan she usually used was quite expensive and was gifted by one of the noble families who became her clients before.

She turned at me. "Go back! Get it for me!"

"Me?" I parroted, wide-eyed.