Chapter 8

The ride was quiet, no one spoke, only the occasional chit chat Mr Robert asking Blue about his likes and dislikes, how he was doing in school and what he wanted to do after he graduated from school.

Blue informed Mr Robert that he hadn’t given much thought to his career yet to which Mr Robert answered,

“I don't need to lift your finger in the future. You will have Ace to support you.”

At the mention of Ace's name Blue then went on to ask his own question about Ace.

“Mr Robert, are you that me marrying Ace would be alright, I heard that Ace already has someone that he likes, I don't want to be the cause of a fallout..”

Mr Robert put his hands to stop Blue from speaking any further, seeing the genuine and concerned look on Blue face Robert Winters quickly went on to explain his thoughts and real feeling towards the arrangement.

Mostly to ensure Blue that he is the perfect match for Ace.

“Blue, my sweet boy, I don't want you to worry about anyone at this moment, I choose you for my son because I know that if anyone can change him can make him better it would be you and I have never been certain about anything in my life than this”.

Robert Winters gave Blue a rare genuine smile while patting Blue’s hand that was on the armrest of the car Blue looked at Robert for a long time before also returning the smile.

For the remainder of the drive, Blue was lost in his thoughts until Robert Winters patted him a few times to get his attention, only then did Blue see the driver turning the car into a long driveway with rose bushes growing along from the front gate towards the entrance of the mansion.

Mr Robert led him inside, and a maid was already waiting for them. The driver had also got Blue belongings and handed it to the maids that were waiting.

Robert Winters then took Blue further into the mansion. They showed him around as they were entering the back courtyard a beautiful woman had walked towards them from Blue didn't need to ask Mr Robert about who this lady was because in the next second Mr Robert confirmed his suspicion.

“Blue this is my wife and Ace's mother, Edna Winters.”

Blue turned to smile at her only to receive a death glare in return, Blue's smile slowly disappeared, even more, when he heard her speak.

" You will never be good enough for my son, and Ace will never be happy with someone like you.”

“Edna that is enough, Blue will be a part of our family now he will also have the Winters name I expect you to treat him better.”

“Robert, how can you decide without my consent, I..”

“I said enough to Edna” with that Robert waved his hands for the nearby maid to help escort his wife back into their room.

With a stomp of her foot, Edna finally left with the left maid leaving Blue and Rober alone.

“I'm sorry you had to see that Blue, Edna is usually a calm, composed person.”

“It is quite alright; I would be upset, too if I were in her position.”

After the tour, Robert led Blue into the big lounge room once they were seated, but a butler came in with afternoon tea, he poured the tea for Blue and Robert then made his way out again.

Robert took this time to explain to Blue about further information on the wedding and their plans afterwards. Once Robert went over the important thing, he then asked the butler to take Blue into his temporary room for him to rest promising to meet him at dinner.

Around six-thirty, a maid came to inform him that dinner is ready, and she was to bring him to the dining table straight away. When he got there, he could see both Mr and Mrs Winter having a heated argument but stop the minute he walked in Mr Roberts greeted him and told him to sit down while Mrs winter was still glaring at him.

They just started dinner when the same butler from earlier came to inform them that Ace will not be joining them for dinner tonight and tomorrow night but will be here for the wedding on Sunday.

Hearing the news Blue heart dropped to the pit of his stomach knowing that his soon to be husband did not wish to see him he felt sad, but didn’t let it show on his face. He slowly ate his dinner, not tasting the flavours in them.