The three of them entered the villa and An'ran gaped at the entrance wall. It was loaded with numerous pictures of all his friends and family, and people who looked to be Aotion's parents. There was a picture of when Aotion was first born and all his birthdays. There were random pictures in which he was riding a toy horse, playing with a strange toy, covered in mud, he could go on forever. Seeing the expression on Aotion's face gave An'ran both a sense of pleasure as well as worry. The former being due to the fact that at that particular moment for him.
"God All Mighty" An'ran had replaced his usual expressionless mask with a look of awe and something that Aotion never thought he'd see in the woman standing before her.
"Mummy, I why is the uncle and you mad? Why are we at his house?" Lee had a of complete confusion on his face. An'ran couldn't blame him, there was a nice man reading to him, then all of a sudden his mom was in a fury.
"Lee, please go up to your bedroom Mr. Huo and I have something to talk about," An'ran finally spoke, disrupting the silence
"But mom..." Upon receiving a look of seriousness that sent shivers down his spine, Lee knew it was not the right time to argue with his mother so he jumped out of her lap and ran up the stairs to play with his stuffy. As soon he was out of sight Aotion turned to An'ran sniggering.
"Mr Huo?"
"Oh be quiet Aotion, what else was supposed to call you? Mr I Think I'm Too Good For You All? Or how about, Mr. Always gets what he wants. No even better, Mr. Playboy"
"Shut up you bitch."
"That's another thing, never call me that in front of my son, I don't want him learning foul language from you out of all people. He's 4 years old and it's completely unnecessary to curse in front of a child."
"Speaking of your son, what the hell is this all that about? asked Aotion, remembering why he was actually there,
"I don't know what you're talking about," said An'ran, a lot more confidently than before. Really wanting him to leave and forget it all.
"Look, An'ran, stop making this difficult. I wouldn't have brought you all the way here if you didn't know what I was talking about. Unless you have some sick twisted feelings towards me."
"I have no feeling for you whatsoever, thank you very much Aotion."
"Well then get on with it."
"What exactly do you want to know?" asked An'ran, she knew she was irritating him beyond belief but she couldn't care less. She was trying to stall, telling Aotion her darkest secret was not something she was used to.
"You know what I want to know? I WANT TO KNOW WHY THE HELL I SEE MYSELF AS 99.99% RELETIVE WHEN I TRIED TO FIGURE OUT WHO THE FATHER OF YOUR SON WAS?" Aotion yelled his only reason for doing so was because the stupid witch was getting on his nerves with her prissy little attitude.
"Stop shouting, Nick will hear you."
"I don't give a FUCK. Give me answers."
"Calm down or you wont get any explanation, this is hard to explain."
"What is so hard to explain? Just tell me whether I'm the father or not," Aotion said furiously.
"Well I think you should have figured that much just through the test you did." Aotion's eyes grew the size of dinner plates and he stared at An'ran his mouth hanging open.
"But.. how.. when.. where.. why.. what the fuck." he spluttered.
"I don't think I need to tell you how, that's pretty obvious, when well it was back in seventh year on graduation night, where: the common rooms and why: because those two goofs you call friends spiked the drinks and well everyone started seeing what they wanted to and for some odd reason you thought that I was, well you know, and that's about it."
"I don't believe you," Aotion stated.
"What?" asked An'ran incredulously.
"I don't believe you" repeated Aotion, unnecessarily.
"What is there not to believe, you did the DNA test, you saw for yourself that."
"An'ran I know this is just one of your twisted jokes."
"What the hell are you talking about? I do not play twisted jokes, that's you."
"Well it's simple. You obviously are in love with me and you being the know-it-all you are, you tricked me into seeing myself as the father, when it's really not me at all."
"Aotion, take your head out your ass and smell the flowers. I am not making this up, what the fuck did I ever do to make you think that I even felt the tiniest thing aside from hate for you, let alone love."
"Like I said An'ran, I do not believe you. I do NOT belibe you, Get it?' said Aotion with an air of superiority.
"Well believe what you want, it won't stop it from being true," said An'ran, crossing her arms and looking at Aotion with a challenging look upon her face.
"Prove it!" Aotion sensed her challenging attitude, and Huo Aotion never backed down from a challenge.
"I will," said An'ran and with that she turned on her heel and left the living room (as they had shifted there during their quarrel) only to return two minutes fater holding a USB.
An'ran placed the USB into the computer that sat on the desk. The surveillance camera showing only the part Aotion did to the point of him carrying her up the stairs.
"WHAT THE HELL?" raged Aotion almost knocking over the table.
"Is that enough proof for you," asked An'ran her eyebrow arched.
"Look An'ran, this is not the time to toy with me"
"Oh really"
Aotion, who had been pacing around the living room, came to a sudden stop and stomped his way over to An'ran and when he was a few mere inches away from her face he asked quietly, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Isn't it pretty obvious? I mean it's not like I got raped by my worst enemy. Do you really think I had it easy? Do you really think I wanted it? Believe me, I love Lee to bits, but every time I look at him all I see is you! Do you really think that makes me proud to know that my son is just the result of an accident, the worst accident in my whole life? Do you really? So don't make it sound like I did something bad, that I'm the one to blame here," An'ran said. "You really make it sound like I did something bad, that I'm the one to blame here," An'ran almost yelled, breathing heavily.
"I'm not saying it's your fault," his tone had changed slightly after An'ran little speech and she was glad to see that he was actually human, "I just want to know why?"
"Well you aren't exactly the person that one can invite over to dinner at random to announce that you are in fact pregnant with your child."
Aotion shook his head at this and walked away from An'ran. He knew what she was trying to say, but that did not help the situation any further. Even though he was a selfish bastard, he still had the right to know whether he was going to be a father, even if the mother was his worst enemy. Aotion couldn't help but feel a little upset. He had been a father for four years without knowing it; he had missed out on so much. His thoughts drifted to the countless photos that were on the wall in the entrance of An'ran's house. All those happy memories, the times where Lee,
happy memories, the times where Lee, his son, was smiling cheekily up at the camera, his eyes filled with joy. All the moments that he, Aotion, should have been part of. Wasted. He had to do something, something to make up for this part of his life.
An'ran watched him pacing. He had an adorable look of confusion on his and he was tapping his chin with his finger as though he was thinking really hard about something. She slowly took in his appearance. One could tell just by looking at the bastard that he was filthy rich. His long black suit were made of expensive silky material that showed of his well toned body. His hands were finely manicured and his hair although neat, looked absolutely amazing. An'ran she thought to herself what the hell are you think. Huo Aotion and amazing in the same sentence do not sound right. But isn't he rated the best lokking man in all of China?
Her thoughts were however interrupted when Aotion abruptly stopped and turned to look at her, upon seeing the dreamy look on her face asked, "Like what you see An'ran? Knew you couldn't resist me."
"You wish!"
"Whatever. Now let me make this short and clear"
"I'm listening."
"First of all I want to apologise for the way I treated you that night. I know that I wasn't in my senses when it happened, but no one deserves that. So I'm sorry."
"I accept you apology, Aotion, but that's only because what happened that night gave me the best thing in the world. I can't hate you for that."
"Secondly, I want to be a part of Lee's life from now on."
"But-"
"Look, An'ran, I know that's not what you want. I know I'm an asshole to you and that you don't trust me. I also know that the Lee's conception was horrendous and tormenting for you. But I
have told me. I would have helped you.
Besides as his father, I had the right to be a part of his life."
She listened to him without saying a word. She wanted desperately not to agree with him, but then she thought back to last night and the way in which Lee had asked for his father. There was no way that she could deny that he longed for a father and remembering them reading together back at the book shop she knew that she could come between them no longer.
"Fine," she said sighing, "what do you want to do about it?"
"I think that you and Nick should move into the Manor," replied Aotion, pleased that she was willing to cooperate.
"What? No, that's a bit abrupt."
"I know that, but it's the only way I can think of making up lost time. I'm always busy with work, but if you both lived with me then I could make time whenever I wanted, and I could see him everyday."
"Fine," she said sighing, "what do you want to do about it?"
"I think that you and Nick should move into the Villa," replied Aotion, pleased that she was willing to cooperate.
"What? No, that's a bit abrupt."
"I know that, but it's the only way I can think of making up lost time. I'm always busy with work, but if you both lived with me then I could make time whenever I wanted, and I could see him everyday."
An'ran turned her back to him and was once again lost in her thoughts. Eventually, after several moments of intense contemplation, she turned back around, and agreed reluctantly.