“Oh yes, I’ve been with Master Hayden since before he was born. I used to be his mother’s nanny you see and when she married the Master, I was graciously allowed to follow her here to continue serving her,” Auntie explained, her hands still busy with arranging the flowers.
“I see…umm, where is Hayden’s mother now? I’ve never met her although I’ve met the Boss many times. She…wasn’t at the wedding, was she?” I asked.
“The dear Madame, Master Hayden’s mother, passed away a very long time ago. She passed away when Master Hayden was still a very small child,” Auntie replied. There was a sad look on her face as if she hasn’t gotten over the death of Hayden’s mother.
“I’m so sorry…” I whispered.
“Oh no…it’s an old story now. Since my dear Madame passed away, I’ve been raising Master Hayden as best as I can. Although, sometimes, I’m not so sure if I’ve done a decent job or not…” she said with a small laugh.
“I’m sure you’ve given your all. There’s nothing for you to feel regretful over,” I said, comfortingly.
“Miss Malissa…” Auntie called my name softly.
“…Yes?” I said.
“Master Hayden is a wonderfully kind-heart person. I am sure that you will have a happy life with him,” the Auntie said with so much sincerity in her voice that I found myself speechless.
It was hard for me to imaging Hayden as a ‘wonderfully kind-hearted person’ with everything that I’ve witnessed and experienced. That man was aggressive, rude, violent, a drunkard, disrespectful, selfish, arrogant, perverted and the list just goes on and on with not-so-positive descriptive words.
I guess I was experiencing firsthand a love of a mother. You know, the phenomenon where you dote on the child that you raised so much that you can’t see any of his faults. No matter what happens, you only see the positive in the person and you trust the others to feel the same way.
I had my own full-blown doubts about the Auntie’s claim, but I decided to keep my disagreement to myself.
“Thank you…I’ll…keep that in mind,” I answered, as I pasted my most friendly smile on my face.
After I continued to watch Auntie arrange the flowers, I remembered why I was here in the first place. I didn’t come here to enjoy watching her arrange flowers, I came here to ask about Hayden.
“Auntie. You know that according to the Boss’s request, I’m supposed to do something for Hayden everyday as part of…the agreement, right? So…I was wondering, what you think I should do for Hayden?” I asked, seeking for information.
“Oh, that. There are many things that Hayden likes…body massages, taking a stroll around at night, going to karaoke, going to car races, horse races…you could read him a book…take him to a late-night movie. There’s so many things that you two can do together just like other young couples,” she replied enthusiastically.
“Umm…I think I was looking for something…that can be done without us having to meet?” I asked, rephrasing my question.
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