A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

Chapter 193 - 193 Striking Resemblance

193 Striking Resemblance

Just as Yvonne was shutting the door outside her mother’s room, she came face-to-face with her uncle.

“Uncle Max,” Yvonne flinched as she wasn’t expecting him. “What are you doing here?”

Maxwell raised an eyebrow at her quizzically making her rephrase his statement.

“I mean, I wasn’t expecting you here! I thought you were still with dad.”

“I think you know the answer to that. By the way, is your mum inside her room?” Maxwell asked.

“Yes, uncle.”

“Hmm... It makes me wonder what you have been plotting with your mum ever since you left your dad’s room.”

“N... nothing! We have not been discussing anything conspiring.”

“Really! A conspiracy, huh!”

.....

“No, uncle!” Yvonne raised both her hands in the air pretentiously. “I was just checking on mum.”

Maxwell smirked at her agitated gesture. He closed up the space between them and stared keenly into her twitching eyes.

“You disappointed me with your behavior earlier in your dad’s room. Nevertheless, let’s sum it all up as a mistake. Try to be a good girl from now, okay?”

“Okay, uncle!”

Yvonne hugged Maxwell briefly and left his presence. While he tapped lightly on Marissa’s room door and got entrance almost immediately.

Marissa, who had earlier heard Maxwell’s voice outside her bedroom quickly reposition herself and waited patiently for him to come in. Immediately Maxwell stepped into her room, she started crying pretentiously.

“Max, I am not happy with your mum and brother for bringing Ella into this house after all she did to almost ruin my happy home. Are they trying to punish me with her presence or test my patience?” Marissa spoke between gritted teeth.

“I’m sorry that you’re upset about everything going on. But I’m pleading on behalf of my brother and mother, please go easy on Ella for the short period that she’s going to be here with us. Just see her presence here as a dying wish that your husband wants from you and allow him to be. Please!”

Marissa simply nodded her head and didn’t say anything concerning his pleas. Her mind was already made up concerning Ella. She stood up, walked up to Maxwell, and hugged him.

“Thanks! If you don’t mind, I would like to shower and take a little rest before dinner,” she said dismissively to Maxwell while releasing him from her hold.

“Okay, don’t forget that I’m always here if you need me. See you at dinner.” Maxwell said and left her room.

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Ella left Rex’s room with Nana Esther holding her hand like a little child. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling from cheek to cheek. Everything she discussed with Rex kept replaying in her head and it filled her with so much happiness and expectations. She decided to forgive Marissa and Yvonne for their wickedness while pledging to avoid them at all possible costs during her stay in Islafub.

When they both stepped into Nana Esther’s room, Ella was totally blown away by the beauty, magnificence, and warmth in the room. It felt as though she was in a magical world.

Nana Esther’s bedroom was well illuminated with pleasant colorful light and a large heart-shaped rug lay distinctively at the center of the room. The mild sweet smelling fragrance of a colorful rare flower in a beautifully shaped flower vase was enticing and relaxing. The room was tastefully decorated with rare and captivating antiques and on the wall by her bed was a magnificent frame of a very handsome man; who had a striking resemblance to Leon.

Ella left Nana Esther’s hand and walked toward her bed. Her eyes were glued on the handsome-looking man in the frame and it felt as though her spirit was drawn to him.

“That’s my George!” Nana Esther whispered from behind Ella.

“George? Who is he? Leon looks so much like him. In fact, it feels as though I’m starting at Leon.” Ella asked in a daze. However, her eyes did not leave the frame for a second.

“He was my sweetest heart and the father to my two boys.” Nana Esther responded dreamingly. “That picture was taken when he was just thirty years of age. He died long ago but came back as your husband. That is why I love my Leon more than anything in this world.”

“Aww!”

Ella finally turned away and gave Nana Esther a warm hug.

“Thank you my darling,” Nana Esther kissed Ella on the forehead and released her after a few seconds.

“Now, quickly undress and lie on the bed and let me examine you and give you some medication for that pain. You have been away from your husband for a long time and he misses you. It will be unfair of me to keep you away from him any longer.”

“Okay, Miatisa!”

Ella’s cheeks turned red as her mind drifted to Leon waiting for her in their bedroom, probably showered and lying on the bed half naked. She slowly took off her dress leaving only her bra and panties on.

When Nana Esther’s eyes caught sight of Ella’s small but cute baby bump, her eyes widened and sparkled like a million dazzling stars. Unable to hold back herself, she walked up to Ella and fondly massaged her tummy.

“You look so beautiful my darling angel!”

Ella’s already flushed face deepened as she whispered: “thank you,” to Nana Esther. Then she went over to the bed and lay face up.

After Nana Esther had examined Ella for a while, she give her a relaxing massage and applied some ointment on her waist and tummy.

“There, you are good as new!” Nana Esther beamed.

“The fall didn’t affect your babies and I have massaged your aching waist. You’ll be fine, my dear. Quickly dress up, and go to your husband now.”

“Thank you so much Miatisa for all your love and care,” Ella said in appreciation as she wore back her dress. “I am forever indebted to you.”

“You’re welcome, my Pumpkin. But, no need to thank me. I should be the one thanking you for choosing my grandson and blessing us with the gift in your womb. Whenever you feel like coming into my room feel free.”

Nana Esther handed Ella a spare key to her bedroom.

“Now quickly go before your husband comes knocking on my door, demanding for his wife.”

When Ella finally knocked and entered her bedroom, she was surprised to see Leon still dressed in the same clothes and wearing a worried look on his face.