Chapter 39 - Trouble

Rose's POV

"Matilda!" My mother called the maid while holding my father.

As soon as the maid came, my mother ordered her to take Alec to his room.

"No, Mommy! I won't go anywhere without you." Alec refused, sobbing.

"Don't worry, honey. Just wait for me in your bedroom. I will come soon. I promise." I assured him, stroking his hair gently.

After Alec had left with the maid, I breathed deeply and looked at my father in disappointment. We didn't get along well, but I would never think that he could hurt an innocent child, especially his own grandson.

"What is going on between you and Troy? Do you sleep with him? Because of it, he called off the engagement?" My father snapped in frustration.

"I never thought you could be this cruel. How could you try to seduce my fiance? You are my sister. Now everyone is making fun of me." Kate said, crying.

"I didn't do anything!" I exclaimed, exasperated. "There is nothing between Troy and me." Kate gave me an unconvinced look. "Kate, really Troy didn't break up with me because of...."

"Cut the crap! Don't lie to us! Then what the fuck you were doing with him in Rome, taking your bastard with you too?" My father intervened, giving me a death glare.

I gritted my teeth in frustration as he called my son a bastard again.

"Dad! I will not repeat it again! Respect my son! He is your grandson." I warned him, clenching my fist.

"He isn't my grandson. He is nothing to me. Your son is just proof of your shamelessness." My father snapped, waving his hand in the air. "The bastard who you want to foist off on Troy. Poor guy! He doesn't know how manipulative you are!"

I looked at him, stunned, my mouth agape. I couldn't believe my ears that my father really thought about me like this. I felt so disappointed and sad.

I breathed deeply and said dryly. "We didn't go on a vacation. I went to discuss my new collection with my boss." I breathed deeply, ruffling my hair. "Troy had a meeting there. So he suggested taking his jet. That is all." I lied.

"It doesn't matter if he suggested or not; you had to refuse if what you were saying was true. Troy is a kind guy. So he asked you out of politeness." My father stated coldly. "I don't want to see such kind of news again. Even if he and Kate aren't together now, they will get married soon. Stay away from him. And keep your son away from him as well." My father demanded and stormed out.

My mother sighed, shaking her head, and placed her hand on my arm. "Are you okay?" She asked, concerned.

"It will be better if Alec and I stay at the hotel. Don't insist, please." She sighed and nodded. Then I went upstairs.

After packing my suitcases, I left my bedroom to go to Alec's bedroom. As I was about to open the door, my sister called me. I sighed and turned around, facing her.

"Yes?"

"I want to talk to you about Troy." She informed dryly, folding her arms over her chest.

I exhaled, annoyed and reminded. "I explained everything. There is nothing more to talk about."

"I don't like how much time Troy spends with your son." She stated firmly.

I closed my eyes, breathing deeply. "Then talk to Troy. I don't force anyone to spend time with Alec. Troy likes him and wants to spend time with him. That's all." I explained.

"Don't get me wrong, Rose. Your son probably tries to replace his father's absence with Troy, but he isn't his father. It will hurt Alec's feelings when Troy and I have our own children." She faked a smile and placed her hand on my arm. "It will be better if you go where you came. Look, Dad isn't happy either. There hasn't been a day without a fight since you came. We have had a calm life before your return. However, since your arrival, everything has changed." She  patted on my arm and left without letting me say anything. I watched her leave in shock.

I breathed deeply, closing my eyes, and shook my head. It seemed today was the day that I saw my sister and father's true colors.

Ann's words about Kate replayed in my mind. Was it really worth it to sacrifice my happiness for her or not? Because today proved to me that she would never make any sacrifice for my happiness. Moreover, she could do everything to get what she wanted.

Maybe I was wrong, and I should give Troy the chance he wanted without feeling guilty. Especially in our situation. Because I didn't do anything bad or try to separate them. I even kept our son a secret for her happiness. I breathed deeply, ruffling my hair, and went to my son's bedroom.

"Alec!" I called him, worried as I couldn't see him in the room. "Alec, where are you?"

Suddenly, I heard noises coming from the closet.

A few seconds later, the door of the closet opened.

"Mommy." Alec mumbled, sitting inside the closet, his arms wrapped around his legs. He looked frightened.

"My boy." I went towards him quickly and took him in my arms. Seeing him in this state made my heart sink. "Everything passed. Mommy is with you." I reassured him, placing several kisses on his cheeks, forehead and hair while holding him in my arms.

"I don't want to stay here. Let's go to Daddy's place. He is always nice to us. He loves us. Grandpa Aspen loves me too. He wouldn't be angry if he saw us at Daddy's." Alec said, sobbing.

I gave him a warm smile and kissed his cheek, stroking his hair as tears ran down my cheeks uncontrollably.

"We are leaving. Don't worry, my love. Let's pack your stuff." He nodded, wrapping his arms around my neck tightly. I stroked his back tenderly and placed a soft kiss on his hair.

Troy's POV

As soon as my last meeting ended, my assistant informed me about the news and gave me the magazine. Now I understood why I had a lot of missing calls and messages from my family and unknown numbers. I put my phone on silent mode when I went to the meeting; today, my schedule was hectic.

I sighed as I sat down on my seat and grabbed the magazine after my assistant had left.

It seems the elder brother is not better than the younger Anderson. The mysterious Anderson heir always stayed away from paparazzi and didn't give any interviews, but today... everything changed. He dropped a bombshell which was more scandalous than his daredevil womanizer brother, Liam Anderson's adventures. Who could imagine that the successful businessman, Troy Anderson, has an affair with his ex-sister-in-law, Rosalie Allen, and because of this, he called off his engagement.

The couple was spotted at the airport after their vacation in Rome. However, there was another surprise. The heir's beautiful girlfriend's son, who she kept a secret from everyone, accompanied them. By the way, the baby daddy is still unknown to us.

Doesn't this couple seem so secretive? I think they suit each other very well.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed in frustration and threw the magazine to the floor.

Suddenly, my phone rang. I breathed deeply and grabbed it. It was my mother.

"What is going on, Troy? And why haven't you picked up my calls?" My mother asked angrily.

"It was on silent mode. I had a lot of meetings today. So I saw the missing calls a few minutes ago." I replied honestly.

"Did you see the news?"

"Yes, I saw it a few minutes ago too." I sighed, running my hand through my hair.

"What is going on, Troy? Is it true?" My mother asked calmly. It was so strange. After the news, it was out of the question that she could be calm this much.

"I was going to Rome for a meeting. I heard they were also going. So I suggested Rose come with me. That's all."

"So there is nothing between you two?" My mother asked suspiciously. "Really?" She added, sounding offended.

I didn't want to lie to her, but I didn't know if my father told her about Rose and me. So I should ask him about it; if he didn't tell her, it wouldn't be the best idea to tell my mother about Alec over the phone. However, I couldn't lie to her; I didn't want to offend her. I should talk to her as soon as possible.

"Mom, we have to talk, but I need to handle some problems now as you can guess. I will visit you as soon as possible."

"But Troy..."

"I have to hang up. See you soon." I said and hung up without letting her say anything.

As soon as I finished my conversation with my mother, someone knocked on the door. Then the door opened, and my father walked in.

"I found out about the news at the airport. As soon as the jet landed in New York, the paparazzi started calling me. Because of them, I turned off my phone again." My father informed, placing his hand in his pocket.

"Mine too; it hasn't stopped as well. However, fortunately, I had put my phone on silent mode before I went to the conference room." I sighed, running my hand through my hair.