Chapter 108: Don’t Cry, Babe
His eyes were dark, like dewy grapes. He stared at Scarlett and then sniffed.
“Wait… do you think he recognizes me? As his mommy?” Scarlett said in a low voice.
“Yeah, he recognizes his mother now,” Francis smiled and gave a gentle pinch on the back of her neck, “You are a mother now, so you have to be mature. Remember that, little girl.”
As Scarlett heard Francis’s words, she was so moved that she burst out into tears.
Suddenly, the baby started crying again.
“Go and feed him now!” Scarlett said worriedly.
“Hmm, I don’t think that’s my job right now!” Francis said as he glanced at her chest.
Scarlett scratched her head, embarrassed. She was stumped– she had never nursed a baby before, of course. She pointed at the small nursing bottle. “Why don’t we use this one first?”
Meanwhile, the housekeeper brought Scarlett’s slippers and set them down on the floor for her. “Well. It will be better for you to feed him since I’m here right now.”
“Why is that?” Scarlett asked. She didn’t understand what Francis was suggesting.
“Because you might need my help,” Francis smirked.
Something suddenly flashed through her mind, and she became flushed. Her cheeks had turned a blushing pink. “Don’t even think about it, Francis. You’re ridiculous.” She rolled her eyes in exasperation.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.
The baby kept crying, seemingly blaming them for doing nothing. Realizing that he needed to be fed, Scarlett picked up the bottle. As she put the bottle to his lips, he drank a little but then spurted milk out of his nose and coughed tiny baby coughs, too. Clearly, Scarlett had done something wrong. She was startled. She looked at Francis, discouraged, and exclaimed, “So, what are we going to do then? I obviously don’t know what I’m doing here…”
Francis brought his phone out and made a quick call. Within minutes, the doorbell rang. There stood Grace Wood, an experienced nanny that helped raise many children of the rich and famous of Irvine. She rushed into the room instantly and started taking care of the baby expertly. She explained to Scarlett, “You have to be very careful about the posture of feeding him because his esophagus is very, very small. If you do it wrong, he might choke… and that can be very dangerous, I’m sure you understand.”
As Scarlett saw her baby’s red face, she felt so very guilty that she was about to cry. Francis came over to comfort her. With his hand on her shoulder, he murmured in her ear, “Come on, babe, I know you can do this. You’re a mother now. I know you have it in you to raise our child wonderfully.” Scarlett rubbed her eyes tearfully and looked up at him, “I can’t do it, Francis. I can’t do it. I’m a complete loser!”
Scarlett still wasn’t used to being labeled a “mother.” She felt like she still does not have that consciousness– that sense of responsibility and maturity that comes with motherhood. “You’re young, babe. You’ll grow into your role and learn how to be a great mother. Don’t worry, my princess. It’s going to be okay. I’m here for you.” Francis gave a kiss on her forehead and said, “Don’t cry, babe. Don’t cry, it’s all going to be okay.”
Scarlett turned around and started crying in Francis’s arms, sobbing at first and then crying loudly. Meanwhile, the baby was thoroughly enjoying his meal, even as the sounds of his mother crying filled the room.
Scarlett cried harder and harder as the moments passed. She felt guilty for bringing a child into this world, even though she had no idea how to take care of a baby. She felt like a complete loser– she felt hopeless.
Seeing her, Francis felt very worried and sad. It hurt him to see Scarlett unhappy, no matter the reason. After putting the baby to sleep, Grace just crept out, and the baby stayed in the crib comfortably.
Once Scarlett was done venting all her emotions, she gripped Francis’s waist and looked down in shame. She looked up at him and asked, “Why were you acting so odd this morning? Is it because you had hoped to have a daughter?”
Francis was stunned and said, “Of course not. Don’t have such foolish ideas floating around in your head.”
When she heard that, her head clouded with doubt, she began to imagine the worst possibilities. “You weren’t really sleeping with your ex-wife, were you?” Scarlett felt so sad that she couldn’t tell the reality of the rumor.
“No, of course not!” He denied it instantly. He felt kind of relieved because he finally had a chance to explain what had happened on that night personally. But after a second thought, he sensed that something was not right. Because of that clue, he ran it through again in his head. He squinted at her and asked. “But you would already have known that… wouldn’t you, Scarlett?”
Right then, Scarlett realized that she let the cat out of the bag and then turned to look at the crib. Upon seeing her expression, Francis grasped her waist and forced her to look at him. He asked her eagerly, “Babe, just tell me, you knew that already, and you are not mad at me, right?”
“Yeah, I knew that, but I really got mad at you!” Scarlett pouted.
“Why is that?” He asked her face in his hands.
She slapped his hands away and said angrily, “Your family doesn’t even like me, Francis. They’ve been trying to separate us all this time, and I didn’t want to deal with their nonsense any longer. I knew, all along, that you hadn’t slept with your ex-wife, but I had had it at that point.”
“Wow, you are so clever, my babe!” He praised her and apologized sincerely, “But I have to apologize to you for that, it’s all my fault! It truly is my fault.”
“Of course, it’s your fault!” She pouted as she stamped on the ground.
“I will solve all our problems, please trust me and wait for me to take you back home, okay?” He said as he pushed her away and looked into her eyes with sincerity.
“No, I will prefer to reconsider our relationship now!” She raised her eyebrows proudly.
“Well, okay, I will take custody of our baby! I will bring him up well!” He joked calmly.
What he said shut Scarlett up instantly: she had nothing to say to him in response.