Chapter 160

Miguel's pov

I shrug "I don't know mom. Am having two minds about this.

Am torn between going to meet them and staying here."

Half part of me thinks they've realized their mistakes, and wants to be with me, but another part of me doesn't believe that to be true.

If they truly did love me, why haven't they sought out for me until now?

Why have they waited till my babies are almost two months before they contact me?

Why wait till it's almost a year before they contact me?

Why haven't they sent a letter then? why wait till now to contact me? 

Why?

"If you don't go Miguel, you will forever blame that on yourself. You will always be plagued with what if questions, and that's not something I want you to experience, ever.

Am not trying to influence your decision Miguel. All am trying to do is make you think deeply on your decisions.

I don't want to see you regret anything in life, neither do I want you to be sad. You know what your heart wants to do. I will advise you to follow its decision no matter where it leads you."

" Thanks mom," I placed my hand in hers " you know you're the best mom on earth right?"

" Of course I do," she rolls her eyes " who are you planning on giving that title if not me?"she have a smug look on her face.

" Here I was thinking on how Nabel got to be so vain not knowing she took after you," I stood up, and took our used plates to the kitchen.

" Drop it in the sink and go have a rest. I will wash them later when am through with something."

I placed the used dishes on the sink, and proceeded to wash them.

I can't allow mother do everything for my lazy arse. She does practically everything in the house ranging from vacuuming to carrying my babies when they're crying.

Washing now won't make her work lighter, but it will give her more resting time.

She really needs to rest, she's not getting younger.

"That reminds me mother. What was in the shopping bag Aiden brought?"

I've really forgotten him because my mind was filled with the thoughts of my mates.

"Clothes, pacifier and toys. That man seems to love your children," mom came into the kitchen, and leaned on the door " I thought I asked you to leave the plates for me? you need to rest Miguel. Giving birth isn't an easy thing to do. You shouldn't take anything for granted."

She walked closer, and made to take the sponge from me, but I refused to give it to her.

"You've done much today mom. You're the one who's supposed to be resting, not I. You're the one who needs some rest. I've been sleeping for two days now. Not resting this instant won't make me sick."

I switched off the tap, and started drying the plates I washed " moreover washing isn't stressful at all."

i smiled at her as I placed the plates on their racks.

" Tell me Miguel. What's your relationship with the male who came here this afternoon?" mom quirked a brow.

"Nothing, " I answered truthfully " he's a friend. One who likes checking out books everyday."

When I get to meet him tomorrow, I will ask how he manage to read those novels in a day. Might it be one of the secret magic powers of the people of their town?

Mom raised a brow "I've not seen someone who's nothing to the other buying things for their children. Tell me Miguel, do he know you're no longer with the fathers of your baby?"

I nod "I told him that two days ago when I went to his house."

I was reluctant to say anything concerning my mates, but when he told me a secret of his, I had to tell him I had a long row with my boyfriend, and we separated.

I didn't bother telling him I have three mates, I just told him of one to avoid unnecessary questions on how that was possible and all those other stupid questions that might arise.

"You went to his house?" mom gasped, a palm placed on her heart "I can't believe you thought to keep those things to yourself, Leaving your poor bored mother in the dark?

You sure moved on really fast. Faster than I thought you will ever do."

I blinked at her insinuations about me dating Aiden.

"Mom, am not dating him. We're just friends. "

I don't think I will ever love another like I do my mates. My mates have ruined me for other men. I don't think I will ever move on with another that's not my mates. Another that's not the fathers of my pretty babies.

Mom raised a brow "he doesn't look like a person who wants to be just friends with you. He looks like he wants more than being friends with you."

I shrug "I don't care what he looks like mom. I don't feel anything for him, and will never do."

My heart is still stuck in the past. Waiting for when my mates will decide they want me back.

"You still care about them? still think they still love you, and will one day come back for you and the babies?" mom smiled sadly " I don't think that's ever going to happen Miguel."

Her words made me furious, but I know she's telling the truth.

Mom isn't trying to make me feel bad. If anything, she wants me to know the reality in things. I guess I've been reading too much romantic fantasy that I lost track of the real word round me.

I don't think my mates will ever want me back. Even knowing they won't want us back, my heart wants nothing to do with another that's not our mates.

My heart is still standing strong. Waiting for the day my mates will want us, even if it's five years from now. Ten years from now, we will be waiting.