His Maid's Son novel Chapter 3

" Like I said yesterday, there is no need for that. " And before she could protest I added,

"How is your son?"

" He is better, thanks to you." Her gaze zeroed on my face as she studied me openly. I smiled warily, displaying my discomfort.

" come, " she hastily offered with an embarrassed smile.

She led the way assumingly to her son's room and I followed quietly two steps behind. " Come in please..." She offered to hold the door open.

My gaze fell on her sleeping son and he looked better.

" What happened to him?" I asked,

She breathed out heavily, walked towards her son's bed, caressed his hair, and turned back to me teary-eyed. I was about to tell her she didn't need to share something she didn't want to when she spoke up. "His father beat him up," she sobbed pitifully.

"What? Why? " Even as I asked the stupid question, my mind had already conjured a perfect response, cause he is a pig just like your own'

The frown on my face deepened as she filled me in on their tale. "Christian came out to us yesterday," she eyed me probably gauging my reaction and when she saw I wasn't judging, she continued. "His father just happens to be a homophobic prick and beat him up. " She spat bitterly.

I felt for them and soon began to comprehend why I had taken a liking to them. We are the same in some ways. The boy, Christian as his mother has called him, has a shitty man for a father and I am no stranger to it. Though mine wasn't homophobic, he was still a garbage father and I wish I could rid the world of such.

" I am sorry, " I sympathized with them.

" I tried to stop him but he was too strong for me, " she continued sobbing quietly, " I only waited after he left and rushed him here. I failed him as a mother. "

Something in her words got to me. The blame wasn't hers, and no child should have to be protected from their parents. If anyone failed it was that man and I hope they are never going back to him. Which reminds me...

" Where will you go?" Her confusion was apparent,

"... after you leave the hospital, " Her features softened in understanding and she glanced at her son and then back to me,

" I am not sure, but my son can't go through that again," she added with conviction.

I encouraged her to talk more about him and I was soon convinced that he could get a job in my company.

Apart from the fact that I mainly did it for selfish reasons, they were in desperate need of help and this is the only way I know how.

By the time I left, I had offered both mother and son well-paying jobs as soon as Christian was discharged. I offered them accommodation at my staff quarter, with or without taking me up on the job offer.

ALEXANDER

A week flew by like a blur mainly because I had a hectic schedule and also because I was looking forward to Christian starting work. They are supposed to be moving in my staff quarter today, so I am hoping to schedule a meeting with him the day after tomorrow so that we can discuss which position suits him best. Since my P. A has been pushing for a promotion I could enable that and get Christian to fill in if he accepts, or I could have him choose among the few assistant vacancies we have in the departments.

I am weirdly excited to meet him because a proper introduction is overdue. I haven't been back to the hospital for obvious reasons and also because I was busy mostly. I have sent Yussuf over to them a couple of times mainly to take food and also to ensure no treatment is spared in the name of expense.

Elizabeth is supposed to start training with Maria, she will take over as my housekeeper and she will have less than two months to learn how to run my house smoothly. I am very particular when it comes to my household running and that's why I feel she needs ample time to learn.

The giddiness I feel though has nothing to do with Elizabeth and everything to do with her delectable twink of a son.