Chapter 54: Manipulative And Cruel

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An ear piercing silence echoed in the room of four, everyone with their own thought. Mrs Steele had her gaze fixed on her husband who hasn't said a word to her since she arrived. He had requested for her presence, and she wondered what they were doing in a hospital.

"Jacob," She softly called his name, but the man said nothing, he didn't even spare her a glance, but she could see the anger buried in his eyes. She looked at the men who had brought her, but they shrugged and stepped out of sight, leaving just her and her husband.

"Jacob?" She called again, but the man briefly glanced at her, his eyes almost spitting fire and brimstone before he turned away, a heavy sigh rolling out of his lips. With how tight he fisted his entangled hands, she could tell he was enraged, as well as nervous. But why?

She felt her heart thump hardly when a thought suddenly came into her head. Her eyes darted around the room before staring at her husband. "Jacob, have you found Elle?" She asked, but he didn't answer. He ignored her like he hadn't heard her question. 

Mrs Steele suddenly felt a weird and cold tingling sensation pricking the wall of her stomach. Had he not gone in search of Elle? She had been waiting for days for his return with their daughter, but she had not heard from him until today when he had sent for her. She was even more surprised he has been in the Capital, when he should be at the coast side of the country where Elle had been traced to. Her nervous eyes studied his countenance but she couldn't get anything. 

She felt a cold feeling in her heart. She was slightly getting scared. "Jacob, why are we here? Where is our daughter?" She asked again. Her voice trembled with fear and anxiety, but the man still didn't answer. She grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and shook his arm, "Tell me Jacob, did something happen to Elle?" Her voice showed more panic than ever.

He turned to her with anger flaming eyes, "Had she been dead, I wouldn't be here thinking about ways to murder her." He drawled as he roughly pulled his hand away from her, leaving her in shock. 

Mrs Steele was dumbfounded by her husband's words and his level of anger. He gritted his things and clenched his fidgeting hands. He had never used such words before and definitely not in the same sentence with their children. Whatever made him this enraged must be serious, she thought. And this could only mean he had found Elle and she had done something wrong. But what could she have done?

Mrs Steele was about to ask another question when the door opened and Elle walked into the room with a smile on her face. 

"Elleanor. My God!" She gasped as she jumped to her feet and hurried towards her. 

"Elle, my love." She cupped her face, her eyes carefully examining her before pulling her into a hug. 

"Mother," Elleanor's smile widened as she hugged her back.

Mrs Steele pulled away from the hug and looked her over again. "Have you been well?" She asked, her voice filled with relief and happiness while Elleanor nodded.

"I've been fine."

Mrs Steele tucked a lock of hair behind Elle's ear. "You scared me, Elleanor. Why did you do that? Why did you leave like that?" She asked. "Didn't you think of us? Of me? And how worried we would be?" 

"I'm sorry, mother." She apologized, but her voice....

Mrs Steele was about to say something when she suddenly took note of the person standing behind Elle with a looming face. 

"Francis," She frowned when she saw the dejected look on his face. Her brows furrowed as she realized she has forgotten the most important thing to do, and that was scolding Elle for kidnapping Francis. Why had she done that?

But wait, why were they in a hospital in the first place? She gave Francis a look over and she was relieved to see he was unscathed. So why were they there? 

"Elle-" She was about to say something when she heard her husband's voice came sounding from behind her.

"So?" She took a step aside when he approached them. 'So what?' She wondered.

"Francis, what did the result say?" 

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"What result?" Her curious eyes darted from her husband to Francis. She didn't understand what was going on. She looked at Elle who seemed to be quite nervous under her father's intimidating presence.

With his head lowered Francis handed a white envelope to him, but the man didn't receive it.

"I didn't ask you to hand it over, I said what did it say." His voice was grave and deep, showing how fast his anger was rising. 

Francis looked at Elle who had a smile buried in her eyes. He could see through the pretencious countenance on her face. He glanced back at the brooding man and sighed before he replied. "That the child-"

"He's the father." Elle intercepted.

A resounding and ear deafening slap echoed across the room leaving everyone in shock. Mrs Steele looked at her husband with widened eyes before staring at Elle who held the left side of her cheek while her body vibrated with shock.

"Jacob!" She snapped, but Mr Steele turned towards Elle.

"I vowed never to strike any child that I've raised, but you have clearly shown me that you're no child of mine."

"Jacob!" Mrs Steele angrily called but he still ignored her and went ahead. 

"No child of mine can never be as manipulative, selfish and wicked as you are. Do you even know what you've done? He was supposed to be your sister's fiancee!"

"But he was mine first." She interjected him, and her actions almost earned her another slap from her father had her mother not intercepted. She opened her halfly closed eyes to see her mother standing between her and her murderous looking father. 

"He was yours first?" He scoffed. "If he was yours, why didn't you keep him in the first place? Why didn't you hold on to him like you're doing now?" He roared at her. "Why did you have to create a mess by saying yes to Mr Stuart when you had no intentions of marrying him, and putting your sister in danger?" He asked but she didn't answer. He wasn't even expecting her answer. He took a deep breath to calm himself. He could kill her with his own bare hands if he failed to keep his anger in check.

"I hope you have a good life and live with this mess you've created for yourself. But believe me you can never be happy with this forced relationship." He paused. "And Congratulations on ruining your life, and from this day henceforth, you seize to be a child of mine." He announced making his wife who was confused about what was going on, stare at him in shock. 

"Jacob-"

He raised his hand to stop her as he turned to her. "Is this the person you had sacrificed our child for?" He pointed at Elle. "Nevaeh is probably crying her eyes out, going through a lot of emotional distress because of this ungrateful and irresponsible child. Is this what she deserved? Betrayal and pain?" He asked with lividty, while Elle snorted.

"I was the one who was betrayed you know." she said, riling her father up.

"No one betrayed you!" Mr Steele snapped back at her, his eyes heavily glaring at her. "You're just making up things inside that head of yours. You were once a good child, but I don't know how you've become this...person." He looked at her in an indescribable way, like he wondered what had changed in her.

He had been surprised when she shamelessly told him she was pregnant for Francis. He had been infuriated with Francis for messing with his daughters and causing such a shame for his family, but after discovering the young man was also a victim of his daugther's scheme he felt utterly embarrassed. He didn't know what to do or say, and he had been hopeful that maybe Elle was probably messing with them, hence why he had arranged for the test to be done in the Capital, where he could be assured of the authenticity of the result. But it seemed he had just be deceiving himself. And the most infuriating thing was that, she wasn't even looking remorseful. She seem to be happy with what she has done.

He sighed and glanced back at his wife again. "You and I have done a good job in raising this girl. No one can shame us for bad parenting because Nevaeh turned out right, and I'd rather be a father of one child than of multiple children who can't tell what's wrong and what's right. And as an adult that she is, she can take care of herself and take responsibility for the damage she has created. 

"What are you saying?" Mrs Steele's small voice came asking, her confusion heightened to another level. She had never heard her husband talk like this before.

"What's going on?" She asked again. 

"Ask this ungrateful child why she's pregnant with Francis's child?" He drawled and walked away.

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