His Devious Rule

After an hour,

Alvin stood in front of a cafe, looking at Anya who was staring at the school gates. Her nervousness was evident on her face and stiff body. He must have lost his mind to question her choices for Zane.

He had thought he would be helping her to get out of the incidents that had affected her psychologically. But things were going south.

He first calmed down and approached her, "Little Donut, let's grab something to eat." His commanding voice failed to tone down. He tried to hold her arms and pull her out of the chair.

Anya evaded his hands and stood up. Her expression turned distant which he witnessed clearly. She didn't care if she was wrong in taking the time to tell him the truth, but she was angry. And she didn't want to talk to him until she could calmly think it through.

Alvin caught her hand when she tried to leave without a word, "Little Donut." He grunted and clenched his teeth. Oh damn, he wanted to talk to her patiently.

Nevertheless, Anya who was avoiding Alvin so that she doesn't say something harsh in anger ticked off her restraint. She twisted her hand to lose his grip and slapped his hand away, "Stay away from me." Until she cools down. But her distant voice and cold gaze gave a different intention to her words.

The cafe was empty as school was busy and it was too early for parents to grab coffee there. Thus the man at the counter witnessed the whole thing. He rushed up to help the lady thinking the man was harassing her.

'Stay away?' Alvin was running behind her on the roads to find her and she was asking him to stay away. He took a large step and caught her arm, being careful not to hurt her. With a strong tug, she stumbled to his arms and struggled to get away from him, like a fish out of the water.

"Let me go."

"Little Donut." He hissed trying to stop her.

"Sir… Sir… Let go of the lady, or I will call the cops." The shopkeeper threatened but in a patient and confident way. He pointed at the camera and continued, "Everything is being recorded. Please be… behave." His voice trailed away when Alvin shot him a dirty glare.

Anya forced herself to calm down and stopped struggling. She solemnly said to the shopkeeper, "It's alright. I know him."

Alvin was more displeased with it. 'Know him?'

Was he back to being her acquaintance now?

Did it take just an incident to make him a stranger to her?

Whereas the shopkeeper looked speechlessly at the couple fathoming they must be having a fight. "You are adults. Sit and talk. Jeez." He returned to his counter, shaking his head.

Anya shrugged off Alvin and snapped at him, "Are you dense?" She had to force herself to avoid his calls. "Couldn't you get it? I don't want to talk to you."

She didn't want to say the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She wasn't ready to overthink or overreact. Thus they should stay away until they could settle their thoughts.

Alvin clenched his teeth. He was annoyed and he was also aware he made her upset with his actions. He should have been there without leaving her alone. But this was going out of hand. He wasn't going to stay away or let go of her. He took a step closer to her without knowing how to calm her down.

Anya evaded him as she stepped away with a frown. She pursed her lips and glared at him. Even if she leaves the cafe, she has to be around school and he wouldn't leave her. And she didn't know how to send the stubborn Alvin away.

She took a deep breath and faced him. She hadn't calmed down but was eager to send him away, "Fine, speak. Why did you come back?"

Alvin just stared at her when she put on a strong front as if ready to speak and clear. Both had turned bitter so he just waited for her to vent out. Anya he knew was the most mature woman, he let her anger, and disappointment speak.

Anya continued answering her question, "Yes, I was the one who slept with you when you were drugged, you are the father of my son. I know how to take care of my son very well. Anything else? If not, leave." Her sharp and curt voice sounded.

She finished everything in a breath and looked away. She had imagined explaining to him in many ways but never like this. She could understand he was shocked by the revelation, terrified when Zane was in danger and used her as a vent.

But abandoning her on the road left her in a heap of questions. She needed time to think through and reduce the negativity, after all, they weren't together for even a month.

She stepped away when he tried to get closer. She watched his indifferent face that oddly looked calm. She had thought she wanted a house of her own as it had been a tough battle in the past years. Because Zane needed a place to call home, she needed to feel secure for herself, because her parents could be at ease. But she understood why every woman has to be independent.

"Do you know why I need my home?" She mused as a dull smile appeared on her face, "If you leave me in the middle of nowhere, I wouldn't cry behind you." She shook her head, "I will have a roof and four walls to stay, I am brave enough to face the world… Alone."

She must have lost herself, enjoying his attention, care and support. Nonetheless, she hadn't forgotten she had relied on herself so far.

But why was her heart weighing down?

Her eyes filled with all the negative thoughts and words. 'He must have been overwhelmed knowing about Zane.'

Sniffling, she lifted her hand to punch him. She had told him to speak with her if there is an issue but he again kept it to himself the whole night, affecting one to another.

Before her fist could weakly punch him, he took a step closer and embraced her. She sniffled harder as she punched his back, "I won't come back if you leave me behind again."

His arms tightened around her. She wasn't the one who loves money or status, thus he didn't take her words lightly. Without bothering to tell her that he had returned, "It woun't happen." His calm, concerned voice sounded above her ear.

She cried wrapping her arms around him, "You didn't apologize." For leaving her behind.

An apology couldn't correct anything. He couldn't believe she expected just an apology in return. He obliged sincerely, "I am sorry, Little Donut, I will make sure you wouldn't be alone with me around."

Anya didn't want that promise. She wouldn't voice that she was scared to her wits when she witnessed the men aiming at her son. She prioritized Zane because he needed her the most. But unawarely she expected Alvin to be there for her. Her expectation hurt her in return.

She sniffled as she continued, "I wouldn't have let my Baby get down if you weren't there." She didn't mean to ignore or put Zane in danger. And Elite school was one of the best in the city, with an excellent staff and curriculum.

He really should mind what he does and says in anger. Alvin kissed her on her crown and accepted his mistake, "I wasn't careful." He should have been careful when she particularly mentioned helping Zane down the car.

When she fell silent, he pulled her away and saw her face had turned all red after crying. He pulled the tissue from the coffee table and dabbed her tears as he heard her patiently explain.

"W-when something happens like this, kids will be scared, they need you to comfort them and make them feel secure. It will give them confidence and they get over what they experienced. They don't care if you punished that man, they will just know if you were with them when they needed you the most."

Was she teaching him how to be a parent?

Alvin nodded, realizing why he resented his father so much from a young age. When his stepmother was bullying him, he had complained to Casper who hadn't cared to spare a word to him. Alvin discerned he wasn't disappointed because Casper didn't scold Gianna but he gave him no emotional support.

"I will keep that in mind." He has to learn a lot of things.

When he thought everything was done, he could take her out for brunch, the spoiled girlfriend cried again, "You looked into the past behind my back. You didn't wait for me to share. It hasn't been two weeks since I asked you to wait."

Alvin was flustered. He cupped her face and wiped her tears, "It was unintentional, Little Donut." Then he realized what he was forgetting, "We have to talk about this, Little Donut."

His voice came out seriously, making her freeze. Then the spoiled girlfriend came back and cried, "You aren't trusting me as soon as you got to know about my baby."

Alvin was about to argue as she was the one who didn't trust him enough to speak about Zane. However, he focused on stopping her cry.

The shopkeeper: 😕

Initially, he thought they were going to have a bad breakup loaded with ugly arguments. Witnessing Anya abruptly calm down, he assumed it was going to be a sad breakup. Although he wasn't able to hear what Anya said before she started crying, he was completely confused about the turn of events.

Didn't they look like they were about to go rampage?

Now, one was crying like a pitiful girlfriend and another one was coaxing her.