The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon)

Chapter 108

Thalia’s Pov

My baby was in my arms and my breast in her small mouth as I sat in my hospital bed. I always wanted

to be a mother, and it was because of that goal that I lost everything. However, I had closed that

chapter and was holding the new one in my arms. Maggie sat in the chair across from me, advising and

instructing me on all aspects of parenthood. I’m not sure how I would have survived without her.

They let me breastfeed my baby a week ago, but she had been away from me for too long and had no

concept of how to suck on my breast. When I tried to feed her, she would move away.

I was about to cry because I felt she had rejected me. After all, she only wanted to be fed from a bottle,

but Maggie was there to teach me, and the baby eventually learned with patience.

She would smile every time I slid my breasts in her little mouth. Sometimes I would even do it when

she was full, receiving a scolding from Maggie. That was the joy of a mother and I did not care whether

my boobs were going to shrink or not but I nearly lost her and bottle feeding was out of the question.

I could not understand how some mothers never enjoyed the art of breastfeeding, I was enjoying it but

sometimes I pumped into the bottle for Bradon who liked feeding her. It was something that he did

every time after his session, together with uncle Nestor. He was getting used to being called Uncle

Nestor.

As for Josh, I had not seen him or his lawyer. He got discharged the other week and he visited the baby

when we were all asleep. We were lucky we had guards everywhere and he had to plead with Nestor

to allow him.

It became his trend for the past week, he was avoiding Brandon and Me. He never wanted to see our

faces. I heard he named my baby Amber. It was not a bad name but he had no right to name her plus

Brandon insisted he had slept with a lot of Ambers so we rejected the name.

Josh even had the audacity to ask for my daughter’s birth certificate so as to put the s*upid name.

However, thanks to Brandon, he shut him up and dared him to sue us. I waited for the lawsuit but just

like the last threat we never received a court date.

Every time I asked Brandon what threats he used he would ask me to concentrate on the baby while I

left Josh to him. He swore he was not doing anything illegal so I dropped it.

What was more irritating was the fact that Josh always knew when I was asleep, sometimes I thought

Nestor was helping or Maggie but I never brought it up because Brandon would not spare them and he

had become so close with Nestor that sometimes they were inseparable.

Out of nowhere, the two became obsessed with video games and they would play every time Brandon

was having a session. Sometimes I was jealous, I was used to Brandon making me the center of his

attention so I learned to play and I would join in when I was not busy with office work.

I was officially discharged but chose to stay and wait for my baby so the hospital became my home

somehow and work was piling up at work so I had to work from the hospital.

But the special moments were when the baby was brought to me, I cherished every moment and

finally, I got an idea for her name. I was very sure Brandon had not slept with a girl with that name. If he

was so cautious about naming our girl with any name I was very sure when he was manwhore he was

so particular with that name too.

With the baby in my arms, I sneaked to the top floor as soon as Maggie took her leave. The nurses

always hated it when I did that but the little angel was no longer in ICU, and Brandon’s room was very

sterile, Nestor made sure of it.

I walked in and found them in a heated football game, Brandon was losing and he was very worked up.

I greeted them but they did not even spare me a glance. I waved again and when they completely

ignored me I walked straight in front of the screen.

“Thalia what are you doing?” they both yelled at me.

“I need your attention,” I replied.

“Thalia, later, can’t you see that we are busy? Move now!” Brandon yelled at me.

“I have finally come up with a name but if you are busy then it’s okay I will just name her alone,” I

replied and began moving away.

“Yes finally, calling her baby was getting on my nerves,” Nestor replied, putting the pad away. At least I

got his attention. However, Brandon still had the pad in his hands as he stared at me.

“What’s the name?” Nestor asked?

I cleared my throat and began explaining, “We all know the reason why the baby has no name? It is

because someone in here used to sleep around so bad that they literally slept with every girl in this

town,” I stated.

“Except for you, Jessica, and Maggie,” Brandon replied.

“That’s disgusting,” Nestor shot some daggas in Brandon’s direction for putting his mother on the list.

“So we are only left with one name and I’m sure he has never slept with this name,” I said in

excitement. I was expecting them to begin giving me names but they were blank.

“Brandon, have you ever slept with a girl named Kendra?” I asked.

He stared at me still confused, Nestor smiled, he caught up faster while Brandon took longer to

register. When it finally pooped he dropped the pad and emotions filled his face.

“I do not know how we never thought about it and from what I have heard I think your mother was a

good woman. So I want our daughter to be named after your mother Brandon.”

A tear dropped on his face, “No, I do not believe I have slept with Kendra before, that was always a

turn-off,” he finally replied wiping his tears.

I moved to the bed and took a seat, “Then it’s final, Brandon Fraser, meet Kendra Fraser,” I said,

handing the baby to him. He was literally shaking, I could only guess that the name brought so much

emotion and memories for him. Nestor always said he was a Mummy’s boy. “Thalia… are you sure?” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

He stammered.

“Very sure, I want her to be named after your mother. You made me rethink my decision about life and

it’s all thanks to the woman that raised you,” I replied and moved on top of the bed holding him. He

wiped his tears, “There seems to be something in my eye,” he lied. I looked up in Nestor’s direction, we

both knew how he hated pouring out his emotions publically.

“Thalia I never did anything that I did not benefit from,” he replied.

“Whether you unintentionally helped me or not, that does not hide the big heart you have inside in

there,” I pointed at his chest.

“No wait Thalia, I’m a very evil man.”

Before he could finish, I placed my hand on his mouth. He was not going to ruin the beautiful naming

moment. He always did that, trying to reflect and hiding his emotions with the wrong things he did.

“A bad person would not have allowed Josh near the baby but you allow him every night. Deep down

there is a big heart somewhere,” I replied.

He chuckled and smiled, and turned his attention to the baby that had her brown eyes fixed on him. “Hi

Kendra?” he waved at her. She smiled like she had heard his voice or something, forcing his eyes to

shed more tears.

She was his Princess and it was just a pity that he was running out of time. Previously, Several ideas

had popped in my head about his condition and I did not like where my ideas landed, he wouldn’t agree

so I kept my mouth shut and waited for us to first get discharged.

“Hell Kendra?” Nestor moved over, waving and snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Now we have to get the doctor to discharge us, this hospital is killing me.”

“Soon we will go home, we have not talked about this but I think we should go to the city mansion,”

Brandon announced, his eyes fixed on Kendra.

Nestor stared at me surprised, we both stayed quiet and watched as he played with the baby. He noted

our quietness and looked up. “The beach house was meant to be a sex dungeon and my daughter will

not be raised there,” he stated and went on to play with her.

“Of course, of course,” I replied.

There was a way in which he said it and I knew it had nothing to do with the place being a sex dungeon

but I had no idea what. Maybe he was trying to run away from the bad memories the place held even

though it had a lot of good memories as well.

I moved closer to him and cuddled him, “Is it okay if I redecorated the place, it looks like a 1950s

house,” I stated

“My mother decorated it,” he replied.

I felt a lump in my throat, while I waited for the embarrassment to wash over me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…?”

“It’s fine and you are right, the place is too dull to raise a child in, you can add some colors,” he replied.

“Are you sure? Your mother’s memories and everything?”

“Mum always wanted to redecorate that place but dad was so old-fashioned. He was always talking

about heritage and maintaining the house as it was when it was handed to him,” he explained.

It was the first time that he was going into details about his family, especially his father, he never talked

about his father. He once talked about his mother and her morning breakfast but never his father.

Nestor took a seat and we listened as he talked about his family, even Kendra had her little eyes

focused on him like she was listening to him.

Another week passed and we were finally discharged. I was so excited, Kendra was going to be

sleeping in a normal house, surrounded by family. Nestor was busy getting Brandon transferred into

the house while I and Brandon were packing my stuff and busy singing to ourselves.

We found that singing to a baby increases a baby’s laughter and happiness so we taught ourselves a

lot of baby songs. We were still looking for a Nanny and Brandon was in charge of that, he was good at

reading people and spying so I trusted him to find someone we could trust with Kendra. Maggie was in

love and high in the clouds.

She and Wilfred were arranging a trip to Italy and we did not want to hinder her happiness. She had

spent so many years looking after Brandon and his family and it was time for her to live her life. So we

let her be.

We finished packing and we were about to walk out when Josh burst into my room ruining our moods.

“My baby is getting discharged and you did not have the decency to inform me!” he yelled.

“You never left your number,” Brandon replied.

“Shut up!” Josh yelled at him. “Where are you taking Amber? Are you going to hide her from me!”

Brandon moved and placed himself between Josh and me. ”Her name is Kendra, we named her after

my mother,” Brandon mocked.

“Are you s*upid! You are not the father, I will sue you for the name, I’m the biological father?”

“And that’s what you will only be,” Brandon replied.

There was going to be a bloodbath and could smell it as both men folded their arms into fists. Nestor

was nowhere too near, I put the baby on the bed and moved in between them.

“It’s funny how you really want this baby when you made it your life mission to make sure I never had

your child,” I spat out. He looked away but yelled at him to look into my eyes.

“We are not going into hiding, we will be living in Brandon’s Mansion, Pine vine 246, 1st street” I replied

with so much venom. Brandon held my back and tried to speak but raised my hand to stop him.

“The doors are always open if you want to see Kendra and respect her name or if you want to serve us

any lawsuit,” I added.

He stared at me breathing heavily, possibly tongue-tied. They were both not expecting me to hear the

words that came out of my mouth. “You have two minutes to say goodbye to her or do you prefer

arguing with my boyfriend and scaring the s*it out of KENDRA.”

“I’m going to sue for that useless name,” he replied probably because he was too ashamed that I was

not tapping in his anger for me.

“You know where to find us,” I replied.

He moved to the bed and picked up the baby. I and Brandon Maintained our positions without glancing

at him. I was breathing heavily, Brandon moved closer and wrapped his arms around me.

I relaxed a bit as I continued to count the two minutes in my head. We could hear him promising to take

her away from us, he even dared to swear. My tummy tightened up, it took great restraint for me not to

turn around and slap the s*it out of him.

The two minutes clocked and I turned marching to where he was standing and yanked the baby out of

arms without warning. I could only guess the force was too much and it scared Kendra a bit, she cried

out and that was the only thing that stopped him from yanking her back from me.

“You could have hurt her;” he yelled at me but I ignored him and disappeared through the door. It was

suffocating that I had to stomach his presence but there was a limit to my maturity. I could hear

Brandon following me but I did not turn around until we both entered the elevator.

“Why on earth would you give him our address?” Brandon asked.

“He does not have the balls to sue us and neither does he have the balls to be seeing my face every

day. We remind him of the things we took from him, things that he can never take back,” I replied.