The Unwanted Visitor

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Cross woke up to find Meredith snuggling in his arms. A happy look on her sleepy face and he felt at peace just looking at her. Then a loud ringing of the door jolted him out of his dreamy state and he rushed to the door to find out who it was since the housekeepers had all gone home. 

If it was Marc, he would give him the dirtiest blow of his life, he swore as he marched out, clenching his fist. But when the door swung open, he saw his father's face instead. A haughty look marred his wealthy, well-defined face while he stood at the same height as Cross. He may have been in his early 50s but he looked athletic and fit and Cross knew it would be hard to defeat his father in a fight. 

Why was he even thinking of a fight? Because that's how he felt each time he saw his mother's murderer. 

"What do you want here?"

"Hmmm, really? You can keep your own father outside the door and question him. I trained you better than that"

"With all due respect, what do you want? You are not welcome here!"

"Really? The last time I checked this used to belong to me."

"But it is mine now right and you are not welcome"

"Let me in!" He said, pushing his way into the house while Cross reluctantly gave way. It was his father after all even if they were not on talking terms. 

His father ran his hand over the rich material of Cross's sofa, staring around like he was in search of a fault. 

"Your cleaners are doing a poor job. They should be fired" he said, taking off his fitted blazer and placing it on a hanger by the door. He sat on the chair and crossed his legs like he owned it. Cross stood by the side, watching his fury. His father was the worst of them all! He had no remorse and no regard for others and yet he was his father. 

"Have your seat!" His father sounded angry and Cross was curious to know why and the reason behind his sudden visit. Was it Marc? He sat down just to hear what his father was looking for in his home. 

"Good… I heard you have a guest in your home."

"Yes and so…?

"Do you realize whose son you are?"

"Of course, a son of a shady businessman who killed his own wife!"

"Don't do that now! This is not the time. Don't! You have brought a girl of ill repute into my family and you want me to be okay with that? She has to go!"

"So, Marc has tried several ways and couldn't get her out and he thought you could make me push her away? You have no right! And I want you to leave my home!"

"Cross! I am your father and I demand that she is sent out this minute!"

"Or what? You will cut me off?" Cross laughs "You already did that! You already ruined my life and yet here I am standing on my own"

Meredith had no desire to come down the stairs or even see any of Cross's visitors. But the angry voices and arguments drew her down the stairs where she tried to get a peek at the visitor. In an attempt to find the perfect position to see the strange, she unknowingly hit a piece of ornament lying close to the entrance, alerting Cross and his father of her presence. 

"Is that her? No morals at all. She couldn't even come down to greet a guest!"

"Come Meredith!" Cross called out to her and she descended from the stairs. She walked slowly like she was stepping on shards of glass because the guest pinned her with an icy stare. Cross gestured for her to come to him and sit beside him. 

Mr. Machi was upset. How could the nun have allowed such a thing to happen? His own child with a slutty girl from his home! 

"Now, that you are here! I think you should know what you have with Cross won't work and I need you out of his home!"

Cross laughed long and hard. 

"You have no right to send my wife out of my home!"

"Your wife?"

"Yes! I intend to marry her soon. In fact, you are invited to our wedding next week. Now, when next you come to my home, treat my wife with respect, Father"

Father! Meredith questioned herself. This was Cross's father and they spoke like they were enemies . And why did he already hate her when she hadn't even met him before? And why was Cross about to marry her? She had all these questions but she kept a plain face, pretending not to notice the charged atmosphere between the son and father. 

"You must be joking if you think I will let you marry her from nowhere! How did you find her?"

Meredith's heart cut because she knew her history would always be a problem no matter how far she ran from home. 

"None of your business! She's to be married to me. And tell Marc never to show his face here ever again!"

"You are making a mistake!"

"No, this is the best decision I have ever made" he took Meredith's little palms and kissed them in front of his father. It was obvious he was doing everything to make his father angry and it was working. 

Mr.Machi could barely hold his anger as he marched out of his son's home. He thought he could succeed where Marc had failed, but it was clear Cross was too stubborn, or perhaps he was in love. Whatever it was, it was not good for him. And he knew who to blame for all this- the Nun! It was time to have a chat with her!