Blair gasped. It was indeed beautiful, the lake was in front of them and the inside was beautifully decorated.It had old intricate designs and lights and paintings. It seemed like the owner liked antiques and was an old school person but it was beautiful all the same.Dylan moved a chair for her to sit down and then he sat across from her."My godmother owns this restaurant. It's been in her family for ages and now she runs it. My dad almost made her sell it to him though but I advised her not to sell" he explained."Wow Dylan. It's really beautiful here. Your godmother must love antiques because this place is filled with them" Blair complimented."She does actually, some of the antiques have been here for a while. And then she added a few more. This place is really popular and more beautiful at night. Maybe we can have dinner here sometime but then you wouldn't be able to meet her" he explained."What do you mean meet her?" Blair asked."My godmother," he smiled.Dylan wanted Blair
Blair kept admiring the place and saying nice things about it."Should we order now or should I take you to meet her first?" He asked her."I want to meet her first," she said and smiled."Alright then" he replied.He got up from the chair and went over to help her up.Dylan led her to the back of the restaurant where his godmother's office was located.He knocked on her door and waited for her response before going in."Oh my, Dylan! I didn't think you would come today" she squealed."I wanted to surprise you," he answered and hugged her.Blair stood and watched their surprising display of affections. She barely saw Dylan so chirpy and happy with someone that is not her.She started to think that maybe he didn't completely hate everyone."Come darling" the older woman called for her.She continued to admire Dylan's godmother. The older woman seemed to be in her early 60s and she was beautiful indeed. She was an emission of beauty and grace. Her charisma at her age marveled Blair too.
Blair laughed."What are you doing Dylan?" She asked him as she dug into the bag of food."Trying to get you to eat," he said."Really now? I was going to eat y'know. Besides, this was my idea" she said." Ha ha" Dylan faked a laugh.Dylan turned on the tv and put it on Netflix. After much argument they finally agreed on a movie. They both ate as they watched the movie.Halfway into the movie they already finished their food. Dylan held Blair in his arms and he kept playing with her hair."Dylan?" Blair called."Yes my love" he answered."Do you think they have a motive for what they did?" She asked."If they didn't have a motive they would have done what they did. Finding out their motive could also help us" Dylan assured."I see, I wonder what it could be," she thought.They relaxed on the couch for a while. Blair fell asleep and Dylan carried her into their bedroom. He laid her on the bed and covered her with the blanket, he kissed her head."I love you" he whispered.Blair mumble
"Thank you" he took the tray from her hands and placed it on his lap.Dylan ate his soup slowly, Blair watched him. It wasn't as if he didn't like the soup, he just didn't feel like eating anything. He lost his appetite.Blair placed her hand on his head to feel his temperature."You are still a little feverish Dylan, are you sure that you feel okay?" She asked.Dylan didn't know what to tell her. He promised never to lie to her and he didn't want to break it for any reason."No Blair. I'm not okay, I have a terrible headache, something happened in the office and I can barely eat this soup. I feel so tired Blair" he spilled."Oh my darling. I'm sorry, should I call the doctor to come check you?" She asked him."Anything you want" he laid his head on the pillow."Dylan why didn't you tell me all of these?" She asked."Because I didn't want you to worry so much about me" he whined."How is that possible?" She asked."I know you Blair. You will certainly feel bad and blame yourself" Dyla
Blair took out the laundry and put it in the basket so that she could spread it outside. The sun was scorching and she knew that the clothes would dry before evening. She quickly spread the clothes and went back inside the house. She just stood in the kitchen, and thought about what she would do. Dylan was ill, she didn't want to bother him or stress him about it. She knew he would worry.Blair had double mind; telling him and not telling him. It was hard to decide but she had to decide fast."Blair?" Dylan stood across the kitchen, he stared at her intensely.She jumped and gasped, the cup in her hands slipped and broke into pieces."Woah woah, take it easy baby. It's just me" he went over to her and held her hands tightly.He led her away from the broken glass and made sure not to step on it. He took her to the living room and sat her down on the couch. He sat beside her.Dylan knew his wife and he knew when something was wrong with her. Her mind was clearly elsewhere, she thought
After the whole talk with Dylan yesterday, she felt confident enough for the task ahead of her. She couldn't let Richard lord over her thoughts and emotions.She had to stand her ground and not be scared, at least for Dylan's sake.She watched as he ate his food. She ate hers too, quickly. Blair wanted to prepare for her meeting with Richard and she couldn't afford to go late. He specifically told her not to.Blair stepped into the bathroom, she brushed her teeth before she had her bath.She stepped out of the bathroom,her gray coloured robe wrapped her body.She opened her closet and fished out an outfit that would be suitable for her outing. She decided to wear jeans and a black wrap blouse, the blouse was short like a crop top.She picked it out and laid it on the bed.Her phone vibrated on her dressing table and picked it up to check. It was a message from Richard, must be the address.'Messadonia restaurant, table 9'It read."What's that?" Dylan asked.She suddenly froze and he
A surge of laughter escaped her lips. She could not control it. She laughed until she was almost out of breath."You are delusional. Please listen to yourself, you ruin my life and I come to you. What is your basis? You have no scruples, Richard." She pointed out.It seemed to Blair that Richard was stupid and dumb at the same time. And whatever Samantha fed him must have made him even more stupid.Love did not work that way. He lived like he knew absolutely nothing at all. It was like she spoke to a brick wall."You come to me because only I can save you, think about that." He snapped.His blood boiled to the maximum. It seemed like Richard didn't like the way Blair ridiculed him. He wanted to make her pay. "You sound even more absurd than you did a few seconds ago. Why would I ever want to go to you? You know what I'm done here." She protested.She concluded that Richard just wanted to get her annoyed. Everything he said made absolutely no sense. He was serious. Blair was his rewa
Dylan was sceptical because of Blair.He didn't want to make mistakes that would affect her. So he decided to think carefully, to take his time.He already opted to use connections but he had not decided whom.His phone rang this time and it was his father. He decided that he would pick up. His father. That was the connection, he thought."Hello, father." He greeted the older man."Dylan. You haven't been taking my calls. What's this news I hear about the company? Are you slacking off now?" The man asked with his thick voice."I'm sorry dad. I've just been busy and I am not slacking off. I'm trying to fix the problem." He explained and rubbed his head."Okay. Aside from that, what is the issue with Blair? Don't think I don't know what's going on and don't you lie to me, young man." His father warned.Dylan was caught between telling him and helping Blair on his own, the right way. He knew his father and he knew that he would not help them in the right way. And that was not how Blair w