Cesare’s expression stiffened as he opened the paper. Isabelle looked at my direction curiously. I immediately hid inside the screen.
“Woah, lord?” ,
Isabelle called Cesare anxiously, as if she felt something different. I wanted to see what was going on, but I shouldn’t see Isabelle for fear of getting caught.
“Isabelle.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Is that kid really yours?”
“”Of course. This is the child that born from my stomach. I’m not the kind of person who would deceive you. Why do you ask?”
“I was just curious. So, I wonder, I have one question,what’s your name?”
Cesare asked the child.
“Hey, it’s Demi.”
“Yes, Demi. So what’s your father’s name?”
Through the gap in the screen, I barely peeked at them. Until the questioned was asked, Demi’s complextion turned pale. While Isabelle was confused, and urged Demi.
“Demi, don’t you know your father’s name?”
“Isabelle!”
Cesare exclaimed deeply. Isabelle shut her mouth in surprise.
“I asked Demi now.”
“Yes, yes. Yes.”
“What is your father’s name?”
He asked that, then looked at Demi. He was really scared by Cesare this time. He was already brave not to pee when receiving such gazed in front.
“Je-…my, my, my, father…s…name.”
Clear tears welled up in the corners of Demi’s droopy eyes. Yes, He endured a lot. Demi, having received those eyes, I quietly felt sorry for Demi.
“I’m sorry, Boss…”
Woah! Boss! He called this to his mom!
Isabelle tried to fix it, but Demi cried out.
“…lord.”
Cesare stood up.
It was the first time I saw him angry. Cesare said in a voice like the growl of a beast. He glared at Isabelle with dark eyes. Isabelle was motionless and trembling like a rabbit caught in a trap.
“Isabel Christian. You must have had fun deceiving me so far.”
“Oh, you are wrong. Lord, it’s all a misunderstanding! I’ll explain it well!”
“Yeah, let’s try it. You brought him here as a son for over a year, so you have to explain.”
“Not that…”
“No.”
Cesare cut the words of Isabelle, who was just about to start making excuses.