Chapter 154: Chapter 154

Chapter 154

~ You will lose all you have earned ~

When Mrs. Fanny returned home she was shocked to, open the door and meet Ken and Blueeyes having breakfast of pasta at exactly 10 o’clock. She hung onto the fact that Ken got her walked up the other day and so she wasn’t answerable to him at the moment.

Ken was still in his night robe and thus she perceived he wasn’t going to work that day or he was late already.

She snorted once thought of getting drunk and being laid by a stranger hit her memory. She could still feel hurt at her limbs and itches in her vagina. She couldn’t wait to hasten upstairs and run a shower.

“And where do you think you are coming from? Am I not talking to you Fanny?” asked Ken, the moment she wanted to take the staircase.

She gave him the cold shoulders and kept climbing up the staircase with her high heel knocking through and giving him the reply he needed.

“I am talking to you!” Ken yelled at her and stared until she disappeared from the staircase with the doors banging – she had entered her room.

Ken stared at Blueeyes as though he was expecting Blueeyes to tell him the next line of action. He felt like eating as he picked up his cutlery to continue but paused, grinned and dropped the cutlery in fury. He didn’t want to vent his anger on Mrs Fanny like she did on Jacy.

Blueeyes cleared his throat, smacked his lips and gave an interesting look at his father; his face looked fierce but his heart laughed. He loved what was beginning to happen to his father; he just wished they would quarrel and then go their separate ways so that his mother could come in.

“Dad,” he called and Ken raised a brow at him to inform him he was all ears. “Have I ever advised you before?” he asked coldly, with his lips molded, as his jaw dropped in displeasure.

“No,” replied Ken, wondering what he was driving at and gathered his gaze upon his face with the intention not to miss anything he would say. “Ok,” he continued, “I don’t want to talk because if I do the next thing you will tell me is I am grounded. Who knows if what you will tell me now is I am dead.” He complained and breathed hard. “First how did you meet that bitch?”

“Heh, son , language. I don’t even know who taught you that F-word. I shouldn’t have allowed your mother to raise you in New York. I know she may be misbehaving but try to use the right language whenever you are talking about her. Nobody is perfect. She has the right to misbehave sometime.”

“I knew it, dad. I knew it would come to this. It is obvious you still have soft spot for her. I know you can melt all the snow in this world for her sake. You are just impossible. You still love that bi… woman.” He intended to call bitch. “You can’t tell me nothing. I know you love her more than mom.”

Ken interrupted, “Shhh!” He crossed his lips with his fingers. “What is the advice you want to give me?” he asked, and warned him with his hostile face to mind his language.

Blueeyes breathed hard and the looks on his face flamed up; he was getting walked up already.

“Ok, how did you meet that witch?” he asked yet again.

And Ken snapped, “Language, son! I wouldn’t warn you again.”

Blueeyes flared up; he didn’t want to, but the speed at which his heart beat hit his chest showed that he had to burst in anger.

“These are the two words that best describe her. I am sorry dad but it is what it is now.”

Ken’s eyes held thunder as he shot his frown at Blueeyes. He was lost out of this world; pondering if he was going to deal with Blueeuyes or Mrs. Fanny. Right now he regretted bringing Blueeyes over to California. He knew Blueeyes was cooking up troubles and with time his house would be uncomfortable for him, even worse for Mrs. Fanny.

“Is that what you look out for in a wife?” Blueeyes asked, “She didn’t spend the night in your house. Is she a whore?” he quietened and noticed that Ken flogged him severely with his bulged eyes that held fire. He knew if his father had a lion he would unleash it on him for calling her whore. “Apologies, dad, recently I discovered my tongue was blessed with F-words upon seeing that woman. Are you not bothered about her whereabouts?” he asked, closing the dishes and looked at Ken with disinterest.

“I am,” Ken replied coldly and returned his gaze on the table. “Then you have to do it right away. You have to confront her and if she proves heady, send her packing because she doesn’t deserve you, neither does she regard you…”

“Heh, Blueeyes!” Ken called, “I have heard you but asking me to send her packing is out of the context. I can’t send her packing just because she spent the night outside.

Blueeyes snorted with laugh, “I know you are not going to take my words because I am not some relationship counselor …”

Ken interrupted him, “Even if you were, I wouldn’t do the shitty thing. I have come a long way with her.”

“What about mom, whom you always scold and bark at the slightest mistake, have you come a short way with her?” Blueeyes asked humorously, stood to his feet and said, “Something is about to happen and once it happens and you are still with that woman, I promise you , you will lose all you ever earned as a lawyer.” Blueeyes said, and about walking away.

Ken interrupted, “And what is it that will happen?” he asked curiously, unable to blink as he stared into his face.

“Blueeyes turned around and said, “Watch out.”