The Billionaire's Hidden Son (Cavanaugh #1)

Kabanata 2

Kabanata 2

Fired

DESPITE the feeling of hangover, I ran through the crowd of busy people down the streets. Buzzing and rushing.

Kahit umaga pa lang ngayon ay parang sobrang sakit na ng sikat ng araw sa balat ko, siguradong pagdating ko sa banko ay puno nang pawis ang uniform ko.

I was working at a bank. I was a teller. The bank hired me the day after the coincidence of seeing Lazarus in the same bank happened. I was hesitating of sending the manager a resignation letter when I found out that Lazarus' money was one that's supporting the bank.

This is a serious matter since I've had a conversation with him in an expensive bar last night. It was my day off.

Hindi ko alam kung ano 'yong mga pinagsasasabi ko kasi nga ay tuluyan na akong nalasing but I could still remember the part where I keep on saying that he's not Zon's father.

I did not even know how I got home. Hindi niya rin naman siguro ako hinatid? Because if he did, Irithel might faint or ballistic of seeing me drunk and unconscious with Lazarus.

Ang importante ay buhay ako at nasa'kin pa rin ang anak ko.

I made up my decision. Hindi ako mag-re-resign because I was badly needing the money for me and my son. Paano ko bubuhayin ang anak ko kung wala akong trabaho? Hindi naman pwedeng lagi na lang akong umaasa sa mga perang pinapadala ng mga magulang ko

Ngayon ay nasa bahay si Zon since biglang dumating si Laki at inalok akong siya muna ang magbabantay ng bata.

Parang may pakiramdam akong may kakaibang binabalak 'yong kapatid ni Lazarus pero hinayaan ko pa rin siyang gawin ang gusto niya. Paano'ng hindi? Tinatakot niya ako lagi na isusumbong niya raw ako sa kaniyang kuya.

Speaking of Laki and money. Laki was supporting his nephew through giving toys, favorite foods, clothes, shoes and anything. Bakit puro gamit? Kasi hindi ko tinatanggap ang pera niya.

Ipapamukha ko sa kaniya at sa napakatarantado'ng kuya niya na hindi ko kailangan ng pera nila. Pinalaki ko ng maayos ang anak ko sa sarili kong sakripisyo.

Their money was a trash.

Dumaan ako sa likurang bahagi ng banko kung saan kami pumapasok. A backdoor exclusively for the staffs only.

Bukas ko na matatanggap ang unang sahod ko rito. I would poil my baby, buy him everything he wants, but spoiling him must be limited.

Baka lalaki ang anak ko na maging spoiled brat katulad ng kaniyang ama. Kung ano 'yong gusto ay dapat 'yon din ang masusunod.

Hindi ko talaga makakalimutan si Lazarus kahit ilang beses ko nang sinubukan. How could I forget him if my son looked like him? Kaya pinahaba ko 'yong buhok ng anak ko dahil kapag pinagupitan ko siya ng panlalaking gupit ay halos photocopy niya na ang pagmumukha ng walang hiya niyang ama.

How did this all happened?

One night stand? No. Hindi ko 'yon masasabing one night stand kung pangatlong beses niyang nagawa sa'kin 'yon. 

To be honest. Hindi ko talaga siya kilala. 

I shook my head to erase all the things and people that I thought about. It was time for work, I have to focus.

Pinihit ko ang doorknob ng backdoor nang nasa harap ko na ito. The door opened when I pushed it kaya pumasok na ako.

I was about to get myself ready for work like retouch or wiping these sweats away from my forehead but I haven't even opened my handbag when my officemate showed up in front of me.