Chapter 2

Zara’s POV

Fear gripped me because the Blackwoods were influential. His family owned several companies in town. I wouldn’t know what to do if the things he said to me were true. He threatened me for ruining his life!

I dreamed of a lovely wedding, with my wishful white wedding gown, with my loving groom and my friends as the people who would attend on my special day. But instead, it would be a rush wedding. I recalled the way Lucas threatened me and I shivered in fear.

Actually, he tried to sue me, and my family for ruining his life. However, he realized it would be a huge mistake to let the public know about what happened between us. I told him to just forget about the one-night stand and to let me raise the baby alone but he was against the idea. He said he couldn’t let his offspring become a bastard!

My grandfather was against the secret wedding that Lucas has proposed but Lucas made us realize that we didn’t have a say in the matter. Everything was considered as my fault, and he didn’t flinch when he embarrassed me in front of my family members. How could he blame me for everything? But then, he wasn’t wrong. It was my fault!

It has been six years since we had a secret wedding and after enduring our ill-fated relationship, I wanted to set myself free. He couldn’t just keep me forever as his dirty secret! How could he keep me but refused to love me in the right way? I felt bad for my son who never experienced love from his heartless father.

It has been fucking six years and yet, I could still remember how ruthless he was on our wedding night. He knew I was already pregnant but then he claimed my body over and over again. He didn’t even let me get a wink of sleep that night. Since that night, he treated me like a fucking whore!

For six years, he never showed me any kindness. He was mean all the time, constantly blaming me for what happened to his life, and maltreating me as well as our son. For six years, I tolerated his behavior because I was hoping he would change. I chose to be a martyr because I didn’t want my son to be in a broken family.

Every time our eyes would meet, I would always be greeted with cold pair of eyes. Yet, I endured everything for six years. One day, when Enrique misbehaved, Lucas expected me to discipline our son in front of him. I couldn’t blame my son for being stubborn sometimes because he got that attitude from his father.

I knew the reason why Enrique behaved that way. He just wanted to get his father’s attention, but all he got was Lucas’ indifference. I have been thinking it for several days. By staying with Lucas, I ruined my son’s happiness. Lucas ruined my happiness, too!

“Are you just going to sit still, Zara? Tell your son to behave!” Lucas ordered.

“My son? He is also your son. How can you be so indifferent in front of the little boy? Look, we can argue all we want, but only if my son is not watching us,” I told him.

“Really, Zara?  Finally, I can see a glimpse of the old Zara. You seem to have found your strength to go against me this time,” he noticed. “Enrique, behave!”

I glared at Lucas for shouting at the child, and then, I grabbed the boy’s hand and hugged him. I squeezed his little hands to assure him that everything would be alright. He was about to cry but I told him he could cry later after I dealt with his bastard father.

Yes, he was a bastard amongst all bastards. For six years, no one knew that he was married. His peers and the people at his company never knew that he married me. He wanted to keep his status as a bachelor Ceo.

To him, we were just a nuisance who ruined his perfect life. He told me several times that if I didn’t seduce him that night, he would be happily married to his fiancée.

“Where are you going, Lucas? Apologize to Enrique!” I demanded but he just snorted because walking away.

When I glanced at my little boy, he was teary-eyed. For several days, he had been talking about the school activity. He expected that Lucas would be kind enough to attend but when I talked to the bastard about it, he flatly refused.

“He doesn’t love me, Mom,” he complained.

“Shhh, don’t say that. Just don’t mind him for now, baby. Come, let’s eat our breakfast then I will take you to your school, okay?”

“Okay,” Enrique answered.

Actually, whenever Lucas was around, he knew how to ruin my appetite, but because of Enrique, I had to eat. I had to force myself to enjoy the food even if I didn’t feel like eating.

A few minutes later, we finished eating. After I put the food we ate in the sink, I took my car out of the garage. I let myself drift into this kind of routine for a long time.

I am still enslaved with fear and hope. One day with wishful thinking, that maybe beyond deep in his heart, he would love his son. I wouldn’t mind if he could only love Enrique and not me. I wouldn’t mind at all. He could hate me forever and I wouldn’t give a damn.

Before having a one-night stand with Lucas, I had a well-paying job. However, after the secret wedding, Lucas ordered me to quit working and focus on my pregnancy. He said he could finance my needs and the needs of our child. Still, even if he wouldn’t support us financially, it would be fine since I was able to save before being reckless that night.

After six long years, I realized that a relationship without love shouldn’t be pursued. It was not just devastating on my part, but as well as to my son. I should have realized it sooner but I was naïve, and hopeful that one day, he would have a change of heart.

We arrived safely at a private school where my son was enrolled. Enrique Delafontaine. From the very start, Lucas did not want to lend his last name to our son. Just that thing makes my heart shattered. I couldn’t believe that he could do that to his son.

"OMG! Our paths have finally crossed!" said a shrill voice.

It was Antoinette, and I noticed that she had a baby bump. I wanted to ask her about it but I decided to just remain silent and waited for her to talk first.

“It has been a long time, Zara. Did you bring Lucas today?” she inquired.

“No, I only bring my bag, and of course, my handsome little boy,” I replied. Then I glanced at Enrique. He was a little version of Lucas Blackwood, and the only thing he inherited from me was his gentle eyes. Lucas possessed a set of fierce eyes.

“I see. Well, see you around, Zara!”

“Sure,” I replied, then I looked at my son again. When he smiled and showed me his white teeth, I smiled at him, too. “Remember, Ken, you should be kind, be good, and be brave at all times,” I reminded him while combing his hair with my hand.

Enrique smiled enthusiastically and replied, “Yes, Mommy! I will be a good boy in school but I want to be brave against Daddy. He is a bad man, Mom.”

“Someday,” I mumbled.