Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104

Arthur’s eyes flash slightly at the mention of Selina, but his voice is calm as he replies, “Mrs. White is aware of the situation, and has promised the utmost discretion. Furthermore, I can pay her even more to split her time between our homes should you choose to move. But if it were up to me, you and Miles would live here.”

I open my mouth to say something, but no words come out. Briefly, the image of Arthur and Miles cuddling on the sofa flashes through my mind, and it makes my heart soften.

“Well, I’ll pay for my half if she splits her time between our homes,” I finally say.

Arthur’s jaw ticks. I can tell he doesn’t like the idea of me spending a dime, but to my surprise, he doesn’t argue.

The rest of the day goes relatively smoothly. Miles needs some coercing to come out of his room, but eventually, he comes out and allows us to introduce him to the new nanny. Her strict demeanor feels out of place against Miles‘ personality, but I want to give her a chance. Perhaps they’ll both warm up to one another in time.

At dinner, however, my hopes are quickly squashed. Mrs. White insists on cooking, and emerges from the kitchen carrying plates of bland chicken breast, white rice, and steamed vegetables.

No seasoning, no sauce, and certainly nothing that Miles likes.

I can tell he’s not going to eat a bite the moment she sets his plate down in front of him and his face twists up with discomfort.

“Eat up, young man,” Mrs. White says, taking her seat across from him.

Miles is silent, but folds his arms and looks away. The nanny glances at me, and I sigh, offering her a small smile. “He doesn’t like spinach,” I say gently, hoping not to offend her. “You know how kids are-”

“I’ve never had a child refuse to eat,” she says, cutting into her chicken. “Let him get hungry enough, and he’ll eat.”

However, throughout the meal, Miles remains silent and as still as a statue, simply staring off into space. He hardly even moves a muscle, and it makes my heart twinge painfully every time I look at him.

I know this behavior well. When he’s really stubborn, he goes completely silent and unmoving. The first time, it happened, it was unnerving and frustrating, and I can tell that it’s frustrating Mrs. White now if the rapid scraping of her cutlery against her plate is any indication.

Curious, I glance at Arthur, wondering what his reaction will be. To my surprise, there’s a small smile on his face.

“Why aren’t you eating, buddy?” he asks.

No answer.

“Eat your food,” Mrs. White practically barks, making me bristle and Miles flinch.

Arthur holds up his hand, effectively silencing her in that Alpha way of his. I tense slightly as he gets up from his chair and walks away. Is he angry? Frustrated? Disappointed?

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