Chapter 170

Miguel's pov

"Am happy all the time," I happily sang as I arranged the books.

I continued dancing in happiness. My heart elevated at the thought I will finally get to meet my mates after a year of separation.

"You've been really happy for days now. What's the secret?" Solomon raised a brow "you look like a person whose mates are coming for a reunion."

I froze at his words.

How did he know my mates sent a letter to me?

"There's nothing like that," I nervously smiled. "Am happy because the person sending those things towards me have stopped sending them."

It's also part of my happiness. I no longer live in fear of waking up to see those dead bloody things.

" Miguel have been more than happy for two days now. He no longer frowns at anything we do," Mond playfully smacked my shoulders.

"Why should I frown? am supposed to be happy!"

Who shouldn't be happy their mates asked for a reunion?

Mond and Solomon shared a look with each other.

*

"Hi," I smiled at Aiden when he entered to check in the books he checked out two days ago.

"Long time no see," Mond swung a hand across his shoulders " you seem to disappear from the face of the earth."

Aiden looked at me before turning to face Mond. A forced smile on his face.

"There was something I was taking care of," he shrugs.

Based on the way he was avoiding to look at me, I know the reason for his absence obviously have something to do with me.

"Oh," Mond looked between us. "Welcome back then."

Both Mond and Solomon carried my babies out of there. Obvious sensing the heavy feeling in the air.

"Hi," Aiden forced a smile.

"How have you being?" I asked when the silence between us stretched for miles.

"i don't think you will want to know the answer to that question is, " he placed the books he have on his hand on the table, and walked towards the racks of books.

I felt really guilty knowing am the cause of his problems. 

Had I met him before my mates, I don't think I would have minded at all. If anything I would have accepted his proposal without much thoughts about it, but it's quite late to do anything about it.

My mates came first.

*

I got ready to go visit my mate. It took me three days to decide to go and see them.

I dressed my babies in their best clothes, and equally dressed my best.

"Where are you going to, this one you're dressed this way?" mom raised a brow at me.

"I just thought we should dress up for work today. It will do us good."

I didn't tell her my specific destinations because my mates asked me not to tell anyone where am going. 

Telling mom now will break the new trust they have in me, and that's not something I want. I can't afford to break their trust in me now they've decided they want me back.

"Are you going on a date with that handsome red haired male?" she wiggled her brows.

"Mom!" I frowned at her.

How can she be talking of another guy when am about to meet my mates?

"You're not visiting him?" mom raised a brow at me "why then are you and your babies thoroughly dressed?"

"That's the way I want us to go to work today. Dressed to work!"

"Why don't you stay at home today. Nabel isn't that strong to follow you to work. Your bosses will understand why you're not in work."

Nabel have been having a slight stomach complication. She've been stooling since she woke up today.

" All she needs is fresh air mom. There's nothing wrong with taking her to work. Moreover the constant stooling won't stop even if we stay at home. "

God forbid she will stop us from seeing her fathers. 

They've waited enough for me, I can't afford to make them angry if they waste their days waiting for me.

"You're really hellbent on going to work despite how critical your daughter's illness might be. "

*

I had to walk to the outskirt of town on foot because I can't drive.

Not that I don't want to learn, I do want to learn but my parents didn't allow me to. They claimed driving is too dangerous for me.

All my life ,I've been driven to any place I want by my parents. 

The believe I will die prematurely is left to drive my car .

" You're going to meet your fathers, " I smiled down at my sleeping babies who must be tired from the walk from our home to this place.

I don't blame them. I too am tired from the long walk here.

*

I didn't see my mates. They were no where no be found when I walked to the place I stood with them weeks ago.

Did they already get tired of me?

Have they returned home after waiting for three days for me?

"They're not here," I sighed.

I can't believe I came all the way here to meet an empty field. 

I turned to go back the way I came from, but stopped when I saw something white sticking from one of the tall grasses surrounding the area.

Walking to it, I saw something written on it.

"A few pace to your right."

The word said.

Reading the words written on white scarf made me smile.

This is Donald's style.

Obeying the things written on the white scarf, I walked a few pace to my right, and on it was another order.

Still following the orders, I walked till I reached a bamboo house, the still green colour of the bamboo made me aware this might be a still new structure.

My mates are really romantic sweethearts.

I smiled as I continued on to the place.

It took me time to push my babies' stroller into the place, and .....I stopped.