Chapter - 182
"So, who do you want to meet first?" Damien asked. Damien was driving the car with Alex sitting comfortably in the passenger seat, "Mom or Dad?"
"Let's just go home," but contrary to Damien's expectations, Alex chose neither.
"Huh... That's unexpected," Damien looked at Alex in amusement, "I was sure you would want to meet mom the first thing after you land."
"I would want to," Alex smiled, "But she must be busy at the hospital. I don't think we should disturb her there." Alex said.
"... As for dad," Alex shook his head, "I am sure he won't be at the company. He never is."
Despite whatever Martha said, Alex knew something was wrong with his father. Alex could feel that his father was hiding something, and not everything was fine between his mother and him. And now, it was up to him to dig deep into the matter and uncover the truth.
"Well, whatever you say, boss," Damien did not get much into the why and hows of what Alex was thinking.
Soon, they reached home, and Damien drove the car into the garage. Getting out of the car, instead of going inside the house through the garage, Alex made his way out to the front entrance. It has been months, longer than these three odd months that he was away, that he had seen Margaret. If this goes on, he might even forget her face.
As he stepped on the front steps of the entrance, Alex tried to peek inside Margaret's yard. And the house looked deserted. The grass had grown over a foot tall, and one could see the blanket of dust all over her house. It was clear that no one had been here for a relatively long time.
'But shouldn't she send someone to housekeep?' Alex thought.
"Oh, I haven't seen Miss Margaret as well since I have been here," Damien creeped out from behind Alex with his luggage and said, scaring Alex.
"... But why are you peeking inside Miss Margaret's house first thing after coming back?" Scrunching his nose and squeezing his eyes, Damien looked suspiciously at Alex.
"What?" Alex leaned back, trying to get away from Damien, but Damien was not the type to let go this easily.
"You know, mom told me a few things about you while you were gone," Damien looked at Alex seriously and said, "You have an awful lot of female presence around you. Not to forget the date you forget to mention to me."
"What date?" Alex averted his eyes and, pushing Damien away, walked into the house.
"Be honest with me," Martha looked intently at Alex and spoke. But she paused as she tried to read Alex's face. But this pause made Alex nervous.
"You..." Martha, pointing her finger at Alex and continued but paused again.
'Will you stop taking these long pauses?' Alex thought, 'It makes my bladder tingly.'
"You are not gay, are you?" Martha finally asked.
"What?" After all this suspense, this was what she wanted to ask? Listening to his mother, Alex did not know if he should laugh at her words or not.
And where she did get that idea from. By her logic, Alex never brought a guy to meet her as well, so what is he actually?
"You should know that we are not that old-fashioned to judge you," When Alex did not refute her words, Martha continued, "So you can come out of the closet and let us know," Martha said with an earnest look on her face, which made the situation even funnier for Alex.
"Mom..." Alex controlled his laughter and, with a serious look on his face, decided to play along, "If you really think it is okay, let me tell you something."
"I..."
"Wait... Wait... Wait..." Before Alex could speak, Marth interrupted him and, folding her hands, looked up the roof and prayed. She did that for a few moments, and when she was done, she put her hand on Alex's head and imparted the blessing.
"Now, tell me..." After she was done, Martha crossed her fingers and said.
"Mom, actually..." Alex tried to continue, but he was interrupted once again by the vibration of his phone.
'Who is messing with my fun?' Alex thought.
"Just a minute," Alex told Martha and pulled out his phone, but when he saw the name, he was no longer annoyed.
It was a call from his former boss, Karen.
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