Married at 19

Chapter 62

I was heading back to Danish when I saw Dylan was talking to a guy. I didn't see his face since his

back was facing me. His hair color was dark brown and looked a bit messy. That guy was wearing a

grey shirt with a dark blue jeans. Simple style, he looked attractive though.

Maybe he just a friend of Dylan.

As I walked closer to Danish's stroller, the dark brown hair guy already walked away from the two

of them. And still, I only saw his back as he headed towards the south of the mall. Surprisingly, his

walking style really reminded me of my late husband, Nathan. Both of them has the same walking style

and figure to be more exact.

"Mommyyy!!!" My son called for me.

"Hey, my little cute boy." I pinched his cheeks. "Here is your ice cream." I gave him a small cup of

ice cream for him.

Why was his eyes look so puffy?

Did he cry while I was away?

I gave Dylan a serious dead look and saw his Adam's apple moved as he swallowed hard, "What

happened?” I strictly asked him. “Tell me, now!!"

"Um.....Hi-Bella,” he seemed freaked out. “Actually, I-I can e-explain to you,” he even stuttered bad

that made me more curious about what happened to my son as he was frightened so bad of me.

Of course he should!!

"Just speak out!" I said while giving him a deadly look.

"Okay....someone tried to kidnap Danish, while I was talking on the phone,” he burst out in one

breath then quickly closed both of his eyes, did not dare at all to look at me in the eyes.

My eyes almost popped out as heard his every word.

I was only gone for a while, and my only-precious son almost got kidnapped?

Dylan was too much for now!

"Just stay away from us, Dylan,” I pushed him away and grabbed Danish’s stroller. “I don't want to

talk to you."

"I'm so sorry Bella." He pleaded for my forgiveness.

"You're not sorry. Just stay away from us!" I then pushed Danish's stroller, leaving that useless

man who almost made my son got kidnaped.

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I told Ivy that I left the mall first because something was up with Danish, actually I did not tell her

the truth since I do not want to ruin her date with her boyfriend. So returned home by taking a cab and

Danish was already fell asleep in my arms as we got here at our house.

The maid helped me to keep the stroller inside the store room and I carefully carried Danish in my

arms towards my bedroom, making sure that he will not wake up.

"Mommy," Danish called me with her raspy voice as soon as I put him on the bed. So I have no

other choice instead just laying beside him with him on my right hand as a pillow.

"Yes, Danish." I turned to face his cute little face.

"I met a guy.." he said while playing with my long hair.

"Mmm..." I just let my little baby talking to me. His cute voice really comforts me so much.

"I forjot his name.....but he looks like daddy." He pointed his finger towards the Nathan's picture.

Wait....what?

Is that the guy that I saw this evening?

"Are you sure Danish?" I asked my son.

He nodded. "But his hair is difient...."

But it can't be right, right?

If it's true, he must be looking for me long ago. Maybe Danish mistook of the man, since he was

scared so much because of the almost-kidnapping incident.

"Mommy, I'm sleepy."

"Oh... okay, let's sleep now. Have a nice dream, Danish." I kissed his forehead and pulled him into

my hug.

“You too mommy,”

Grayson Lloyd

I think it is the time for me to face Drake after what he had done to my family.

Drake was my father's friend once, but he betrayed my father that caused my father died in a heart

attack. He stole the money from my dad and built his own company in LA. Luckily my uncle managed

to stabilize back my dad company and let my brother and sister took over it.

Beside that, my siblings have been investigating about that evil man this whole time and found

several evidences about him. His dirty works that cause his former partner died recently in a plane

crash with his wife. His name is Micheal Harrison and he's my idol since I was a teenager. Although I

never saw him, I really respect him so much and also his talented skills in business.

I know Drake has something to do with Harrison family's death, because of an event for all

businessmen was held in New York and he was there too. I don't know what he's up too, but I'm sure

he doesn't want to accept that a Harrison's company was way better than his.

And about my friend too, Martin Llyod, actually I saw him falling into the ocean not far from my

yacht. I don't know whose jet it was, but I was sure he fell from there. Luckily I was already on my

diving gear that day, so I quickly dived to save him who was sinking under the water. As I was trying to

save him, he was stuck in the coral reef area and the blood came out of his head as he hit one of the

big corral.

My assistant and I then brought him back to my yacht as he needed a quick medical attention

because of his bad injuries. There were wounds on his right chest and also on his shoulder too.

I didn't know his true identity and where he came from, but I was sure he is an American just like

me and my siblings. Besides, he seemed to be a good person to me, so I brought him back to my

house.

He was in coma for almost six months and I even asked my personal doctor, Sara to take care of

him. Oh yeah, Sara, who has long red hair with a pair of brown eyes is a very skillful doctor and I have

known her since we were still kids. Actually, I was kind of have a crush on her but I was so shy to do

my confession to her.

Back to Martin, he looked so frightened as he woke up from his coma, that forced Sara to inject

him the sedative to calm him down. To be honest, I feel really sorry for him because his family might be

waiting for him or worse, maybe thought he already dead. Well of course, because he has been

missing for almost a year. So people might assume that he already dead.

I really want to help him, but he said that he didn't remember anything; his name, where he came

from or even the day of the accident. Therefore it was difficult for me to help him in this kind of

situation.

I gave him my late little brother's name to him, Martin Llyod, and he seemed to be comfortable with

it whenever we called him that. Besides, Martin showed some interested in the business world, so I

offered him to work with me and taught him a bit about it. I even introduced him as Martin Llyod as my

youngest brother that not everyone knew about his death except for my family and Bill. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He then decided to changed his hair color since my late brother's hair color was dark brown so that

everyone never disputed about him being strange from me and my siblings.

So here was the sad story of my friend aka, my younger brother, Martin Llyod.

*

We have a party to attend at the hotel where we were currently staying. My father's friend who has

a company here eagerly to hold a welcome party for us, actually.

Besides, I want to introduce Martin to my acquaintances here in LA as my new Vice President here

where he will manage the company here while he was staying here. Besides, we have a plan in order

to destroy Drake’s evil doing which were ruined so many families after all this years.

"Hey dude!!!" I tapped on Martin's shoulder.

He jumped a bit, "Geezzz....you scare the hell out of me!" His hands seemed to be shaking now.

I burst out of laughter, "Why are you shaking like this?"

He wiped some of the sweats from his forehead. "N-no-thing...."

I knitted my eyebrow while looking at him, “Are you sure?"

He turned to face me, "O-okay....I'll tell you.” He said with a sigh. “I'm scared, you know there are

too many people out there."

Temari who heard him laughed out loud. "Arghh please, Martin. They don't eat people, you know.

Just calm yourself down and act normal, okay?"

He nodded twice, “Okay, I’ll try my best.”

"Okay, let's enter the hall now." I pulled out my arm on his shoulder, walking along with him to the

hall entrance where there were so much people inside.

The party was surely luxury enough and Martin looked so freaked out more as soon as our feet

entered the hall.

“Come on, don’t you remember what Temari said earlier?” I whispered to him.

“Yeah, I know,” he answered nervously. “But I…”

“No buts, little bro,” I cut him in. “Just be a man and grab some drink if you feel nervous again. Try

to be friendly with people maybe you will meet someone who shares the same interest with you, who

knows right?”

“Alright then, I will, Grayson,” he replied while taking a deep breath. “Thanks anyway.”