NATASHA'S POV:
After waking from sleep. i did my morning routine and went to check up on little Beverly to see if she is awake too.
on getting into the room, the sleeping beauty is still dreaming.
I picked her hamper to the laundry room so i could put them in the washing machine and concurrently iron her clothes.
and then checking up on her from time to time, to see if she is awake.
The next time i went to check her , I met her sitting on her bed with her iPad watching cartoon and holding tight unto her teddy bear.
"Look who is awake"...I said as walked in.
"Good morning Miss Natasha"...she greeted as she rubbed her eyes.
"Morning my little Beverly?"....I replied as i sat at the edge of her bed.
"Did you sleep well"...I asked.
"yes i did"....she respond.
" how about you take your bath and then eat breakfast"....I said while i picked her and took her to the bathroom.
when we are done taking our bath, I selected a pink turtle neck and leggings that will suit the weather.
"what do you want to eat?"...I asked her as we got into the kitchen.
"Cereal!!!"...she shouted with excitement.
"Cereal it is then"....I agreed and together we walked down to the kitchen.
I began preparing her cereal and when done, I kept her bowl containing her cereal on her mini- table and help sit on the chair.
l covered her with an apron to prevent soiling her dress.
Minutes later, we both went to the playground as she played for the rest of the hours.
I decided to go prepare something for us something to eat because the chef hasn't come yet and there isn't food in the kitchen.
"Baby, what will you eat for lunch?"...I asked her as she was moulding with a clay dough.
"spag betty"....she shouted letting go of what she was busy with.
Another thing i love about this kid is that she loves food which is a good thing. Must kids her age rarely eat or are quiet choosy.
"let's clear up this place so we can go cook"...I told her.
having cleared the playground, we entered the kitchen.
Mr Anthony hasn't yet woken up and it is close to mid-day already.
I think it should be as a result of the alcohol he took.
I will offer him some aspirin when he wakes up. it might help and maybe include him when cooking the spaghetti too.
"Do you want to sit on this?"...I asked Beverly as i tapped the kitchen island.
"Somebody is quiet heavy"...I joke as i sat her down on the kitchen island and tickled her in the process which causes her to giggle.
"Stop itttttt"... she cried out.
I left and turn to start cooking.
In order for her not to be bored, i engaged her to sing her favorite cartoon songs.
I got carried away and didn't notice Mr Anthony had walk into the kitchen not until i turned to face little Beverly.
I got frightened and dropped what i was holding.
"Mr Anthony, I didn't know you were here. Good morning sir"....I greeted immediately.
He doesn't look happy..,
maybe the effect of the alcohol yesterday has taken a toil on him. His eyelids are swollen also.
"Morning" he answered but something about his voice seem off.
"Dad....dy!!!".... Beverly shouted his name as she excitedly opened her arms for a hug.
Mr Anthony walked up to her on the kitchen island and embraced her.
I immediately remembered the Aspirin i kept for him.
"Mr Anthony, I thought you might need Aspirin after yesterday. In case your head is aching".. I said as i hand water and the Aspirin to him.
"if i need Aspirin, i will get one for myself"...he rejected my offer rudely.
I gently kept the water on the table and turned to continue with what i was doing.
" And meet me in the sitting room now, I will like to speak with you briefly"....He said as he then turned to his daughter telling her to stay back in the kitchen and wait.
Many questions ran through my mind..
Did i do anything wrong or i am no fit for his daughter or what??!....I thought to myself.
I gently followed him and we walk out to the sitting room.
"I want to know why you breached the order i gave to you"....he asked with his face looking very more serious.
i have no slightest idea to what Mr Anthony is talking about.
"What did I tell you about my room?"...he asked.
It just dawn on me what Mr Anthony is talking about.
"But Mr Anthony, you...."...I wanted to defend myself but he interrupted me.
"Miss Natasha, I don't like when people contradict my order".....he angrily said.
" I will not take it lightly with you the next time. Your work here is to be Beverly's nanny. I don't want you to derail from it or conceive another thought in your mind"....he warned.
His statement just pierced my heart.
I cannot believe Mr Anthony is insinuating that I will throw passes at him?.... it is so dispeakable of him.
I have never and will never do such a thing.
Everything i did for him yesterday is out of my good will and nothing more....
"I am sorry Mr Anthony, such actions shall Never be repeated".... I apologized.
"Miss Natasha....." Beverly called me from the kitchen.
Since he has said what he wanted to say, I left him and went back to Beverly.
When the spaghetti is done, I began feeding Beverly because she finds it had to spin the pasta with her fork.
Mr Anthony walked back into the kitchen and opened the fridge.
As if he is looking for food.
I wanted to offer him the pasta but then remembered what happened minutes ago.
"Miss Natasha, why isn't there food in the kitchen hasn't miss Eliana been coming?"...he enquired after searching.
"Yes Sir"... I plainly replied.
"Since when?....he asked again.
I didn't want to put Mrs Eliana in any trouble. I tried dodging the question by pretending to be busy with Beverly.
"Since when Miss Natasha?"...he raised his tone this time.
"She came once since i began working here"...I replied back.
the truth is, Mrs Eliana didn't even cook the day she came.
Mr Anthony didn't notice because he never eat dinner when he returns back from work.
"but the spaghetti i just cooked is remaining, i can dish it out for you if you want"...I offered him.
I don't have to tell him that I included him too when cooking the spaghetti.
"No, i will just order for something"....he readily rejected my offer.
Guess he must still be angry with me.
"Daddy, Miss Natasha's spagg betty is dulicious".... Little Beverly commented my food as I keep on feeding her.
Mr Anthony then left the kitchen.
I know he is hungry but doesn't want to eat my food because i went against his orders.
"Miss Natasha, can you please bring me down.".... Beverly interrupted my thoughts.
"of Course little Beverly."...I said as i brought her down.
"Drink some more water Beverly"...I said but the young lady ran away.
"No, i don't like water".... Truely Beverly doesn't like drinking water unless i force her to.
I try my best to prevent indigestion that might possibly result to constipation.
"La la la la,....you can never catch me,?...She ran out of the kitchen with her tiny legs.
whenever she sings this song, she expects me to chase after her.
I began chasing after her to the sitting room but when i saw Mr Anthony, I stopped and wanted to retreat back to the kitchen.
"Hello my Jellyfish, mummy is here"..... said a lady who just walked in
Mummy?..….I whispered to myself.
"Jessica, what the hell are you doing here again?"....Mr Anthony shouted.
"Hell" is a vulgar word so why is he saying that in front of little Beverly, I strongly believe that rule should also be applicable to him too.. .... Anyways let me concentrate on what is at hand, i will think about it later.
Jessica is my little Beverly's mother and the same lady he mentioned her name yesterday. I tried to connect these two notions together.
So, Jessica is his baby mama then. ..I concluded in my head.
"Of course, I am here to see my baby"...She replied Mr Anthony as she picked little Beverly who was sitting on the sofa beside her father.
Beverly isn't too excited like a child that misses her mother, instead she is staring at her like a stranger....
But why?...
"Miss Natasha, i want to sleep".... Beverly said as she tries to wiggle out of her mothers arm.
immediately, I walk up to them, wanting to get Beverly from her but the irritated look the lady gave me stopped me.
"And who are you?"...the lady asked looking skeptically at me.
"Her Nanny"...I immediately replied.
"Well, i am her mother"....She pointed.
"Baby, Mummy will take you to sleep, okay?....she said to little Beverly as they climb upstairs together.
Mr Anthony also got up from the sofa and began walking upstairs.
You could see that he isn't happy about the arrival of his Jessica.
Then why does he like girls with bitchy attitude. I wonder.