Chapter 57: Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Ella is engaged

Brian gave Mr. Biscuit a befitting burial. Beside its grave he built a monument which he specially dedicated to Mr. Biscuit. Grandma didn’t honor the burial and he knew she wasn’t going to pay her last respect to a charismatic pet that served her more than most of her laborers- the wrath of losing Mr. Biscuit still hung in her heart, and Brian would have to earn grandma’s forgiveness before the center between them could hold.

Other laborers who honored the last respect to Mr. Biscuit had dispersed to their duties, leaving only Ella and Brian standing at the grave; which had; MR BISCUIT 2020-20222, eligibly written across the monument with titillating pictures of the pet and flowers littered all over.

“We are going to miss it so much,” Ella said mildly, standing beside Brain who was still all tears. She looked at his sober face and wondered if he was actually pained for the death of Mr. Biscuit or guilt of being responsible for the death; she had overheard grandma nagging at Brian for sleeping over at a whore’s place and claiming to have slept in his car. She had come to realize that he might not have patronized a whore but his girl friend. She suspected Brian was seeing a girl down town and she had made the right decision not to request for his love.

“Yes,” replied Brian, sniffing and wiping the tears that rained down his cheeks, “I caused it. Its life was in my hands and I wasn’t anywhere eyes reach when it needed it back. Everything had happened like magic.” He turned his drawn face to her, feeling like to explain further to someone that would give him a listening ear. “Believe me I never wanted to spend the night outside . I had visited a friend and about leaving, the rain started, worst still my car broke down.”

Ella rolled her eyes at the thought of Brian lying to grandma and telling her the truth- was it respect or feelings?

“You spent the night in your friend’s place?” Brian stole a glance at her, “Yes.”

“Your girlfriend?” she asked yet further.

“No,’ he answered abruptly, his jaw dropping in vagueness. “She is a nobody.”

Just then Brian caught sight of Meyer standing across the field, staring in their direction with folded arms. She was waiting for Brian to be through with Ella before she would come over. Brian’s face scowled as their stares met. His curiosity about her visit troubled him. Grandma had warned never to see her anywhere around the farm. “ Brian snorted .

“A nobody?’ Ella asked. “And yet you comfortably spent the night in a nobody’s house.”

Brian shot his gloom face at her. Is it not possible for a man to spend the night in a woman’s place without having sex?”

For having such thought you should answer the question.” Brian perceived she was jealous. “Heh is not what you think.”

“I am thinking nothing. It is habitual for a man to fall in love. I am not stopping you from falling in love. But it shouldn’t hurt your loved ones, especially grandma.”

Surprised at her word, Brian gaped at her numbly. He wondered the league she belonged; nursing feelings for him or feeling nothing at all.

Someone jus breezed in and Ella’s jaw pulled in smiles. He was a cute ponytail hair, light skinned gentle man. In his hand was a bouquet of flower. He walked to the grave and dropped it.

“Accept my sympathy,” the gentle man mumbled to Brian and gave his hand to Ella and they made away.

Brian could recognize the man-he was the same man he caught making love to Ella on the day of grandma’s welcome back party. Brian was lost in thought of Ella seeing a total stranger when a voice sounded a greeting by his side- it was Meyer. She beamed with smile as she stared at Brian.

“What are you doing here?”Brian asked, throwing away his gaze.

“I came to pay my last honor to Mr. Biscuit not to see you.”

“I don’t give a damn whether you came for Mr. Sweet. All I know you are not welcomed here, in life or death,” he said in an unfriendly tone. “Whenever you cross my path something tragic must happen, then it was grandma’s health which almost took her life and now the demise of my best friend.”

Meyer swallowed hard. “I am sorry for the death of your pet.”

“I don’t need to remind you that you are grandma’s most horrible sight…I want you to leave this minute.”

“I...”

“Leave!” Brian’s bark interrupted her, his eyes holding fire and teeth gritting.

She groaned stared at Brian and left hastily as her loosed gown fluttered behind her in the wind.

When Brian was passing the yard that exited the horse pen, a moan filtered into his ears and when he advanced to the pen his sight was Ella riding the man that just visited her. Her big buttocks clapped noisily as she pounded into him, her hair bouncing away from her shoulders. The man lay on the dried grasses on the floor, stroking and controlling her unsteady big breast with his grip. In a moment amid sweating body and panting breath, their bodies vibrated and the man pulled up to her and caught her in a kiss to crown their orgasm. They both lay back on the floor, and Ella stroked her hair, smiling in satisfaction. And what came in her gaze was a ring in the man’s hand.

“Marry me,” he said coldly.

Ella yelled. “Yes, yes, yes.”

And he sank the ring into her fingers before Brian walked away, having missed feelings of happiness and sadness. He was sad because he had come to love Ella as a sister, even when he had feelings of falling in love with her, also he had missed feelings of Ella getting into the wrong marriage; he had never believed in that billionaire’s love for Ella. He knew something was about happening but he couldn’t tell.

More horrible days ahead…