He’s Actually A Gentleman


    Elena


    On my forehead?


    “Elena, in the past nothing would have given me more pleasure than ripping you from Sebastian’s


    life and kissing you right now, taking you and passionately making love to you. Knowing it would


    devastate him when he found out, I had imed yet another one of his conquests. However, I cannot


    and will not do that, because I see Sebastian as my brother. Ever since he showed to be the only one


    in my corner after my scandalst year and the birth of my son, things have shifted into a different


    perspective for me.” He says, and I am openly shocked at this revtion of his. Sebastian had never


    mentioned that he and Elijah had grown closer, not once. He stood up and held out a hand for me to


    take. “Come let’s go and you can tell me what has happened that you needed to run away and seek


    sce in the man who used to be your husband’s rival.”


    I take his hand and he lifts me up, letting go as soon as I get to my feet. Then he gestures towards


    a vi close to where we stood. “I live over there. We won’t be bothered as this strip of beach belongs


    to me.” He says and I decide then and there that the lifestyle of the wealthy will never again surprise


    me. He bought a frigging beach. Was that even possible?


    We walk in silence as Elijah leads me into what appears to be his holiday home and, as usual, it is


    beautiful. The decor was gorgeous and immacte; so very Elijah in everything. We reach his terrace


    and he pulls out a chair for me to take before sitting opposite me. “Now, Elena. I do think you were


    about to kiss me on the shore if I did not pull away or stop you. Do you mind telling me what’s going


    on?” He asks and before I could stop myself, I blurt out, “I’m pregnant,” Elijah regards me with a


    shocked expression, but clears his throat and continues. “Then why do you look as if your world has


    ended? A child is a gift, a precious gift that-”


    “Because I caught my husband with your sister in his office.” I spit out and see the cogs turning in


    his head. Then he shot up and mmed his fist on the gorgeous oak table. “What?!” He exims and


    starts pacing the terrace. “Are you certain, Elena? Dead positive?” I nod sadly and look down at my


    hands, my wedding ring glistening in the Tenerife sun as if it had no idea it might be taken off soon.


    Elijah stops pacing and looks at me, guilt written all over his face as he gives me a wistful smile.


    “It wasn’t supposed to go this way, I’m sorry, Elena.” He says and gets down on his haunches in


    front of me. Excuse me, what? What wasn’t supposed to go which way now? I frowned and shook my


    head and he tried to take my hand in his, but I pulled it away. “What the heck are you talking about,


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    Elijah?” I ask, hoping that this wasn’t another person lying to me as everyone seems to dotely. He


    sighs. “Before my son was born and my scandal hit the public eye, I used to be a scoundrel. I was


    incredibly jaded by Irina’s death and tried every which way to separate you and Sebastian, but nothing


    seeded. Then I sent in my sister to attempt to seduce him, bear in mind, this was before my


    scandal. After Liam was born, I only had eyes for him and my heart grew full with the love I thought I


    had lost with myte wife. I called everything off with I, but she is so obsessed with Sebastian that


    she cannot see past reason and refuses to let go. She banded with your poisonous friend, Anabelle, to


    create discord in your life, but I put a stop to it. Currently, I should be in a mental home I sent her to.”


    I am certain my mouth is agape right now. Elijah nned all of these things in advance in order to


    break up Sebastian and me?


    “How long has she been in the mental home?” I ask, needing to put the pieces together myself. I


    knew Elijah couldn’t be trusted, but this? This is a bit too much for me to handle! “Sincest July. I put


    strict instructions to not let her check herself out unless I was present, so now the centre won’t exist


    when I’m through with it. No one called to let me know or to verify that she was to be let out, so I do not


    understand.” Elijah sways and falls backwards on his bottom. He runs his fingers through his long hair


    in frustration, and I hear a low growl escape his throat. Then he takes his phone out of his pocket and


    frowns before he puts it to his ear.


    “I’ve found your wife, and she is heartbroken. What are you doing with my sister?”


    Eh. Did he just give my location away?! I look at him in shock, but he shakes his head as a stern


    expression crosses his face. “Yes, but you had no right to do that, Sebastian. I is unhinged… Oh,


    okay, I see. Then I will keep her here. How long? Hm, okay, I understand.” Elijah kills the call and


    pockets the cell phone before looking at me. “Sebastian is in Tenerife already and is heading here. He


    has taken I back to the mental home. I think you need to hear what he has to say, dove.” He says


    and gets up from the terrace floor. “Come inside, he will be here soon.”


    “Dove?” I look at him and he chuckles. Did he seriously call me a bird? “Yes, dove. Come, I will


    make you some tea. Are you nauseous?” He asks me, but I shake my head and watch him continue to


    brew the tea. My nose is immediately filled with the sweet scent of raspberry, which somehow produces


    a calming effect on me. He brings a tray closer and smiles, “Raspberry leaf tea,” he says and I offer


    him a small thank you before he takes a seat opposite me. We sit in silence for a while until I hear the


    doorbell ring. I look up at Elijah and my lip trembles again. Was I really going to allow him to exin


    himself to me? Did I want to hear his exnation?


    “Elena,” as soon as I hear his voice, my bravado crumbles to dust, and a sob overtakes my body


    once more. Elijah excuses himself, and I hear him pat Sebastian on the back. A shadow falls over me,


    but I dare not look up at him. I know if I did that I would fall for whatever he had to say, whatever


    excuse he had I would take it readily. “Elena, please look at me,” he begs while taking my hands in his.


    But I refuse. Sebastian gets on his haunches in front of me, “Please, Elena, what you saw… it was


    nothing. There is nothing going on between me and I, you have to believe that. She came to my


    office and begged me to love and be with her, but I adamantly refused, and when I called security, she


    clung to me and would not let go. What you saw was me trying to pry her off my body, my love. I would


    never betray you like that, never.”


    I turned my head and looked at him as he begged me to believe him, but all I saw in his eyes were


    the remnants of pain and misery. Sebastian was telling the truth. I knew he was but that image will


    forever be burned in my mind. “I took her back to the mental home as I continued my search for you. I


    never would have thought you would be with Elijah.” He says, but I shake my head at this. “I wasn’t


    with him, I found him on the beach when I came down to clear my thoughts,” I say and notice the smile


    that grew on his face. “Your voice,” he says and puts his head in myp. “I’ve missed you so much,


    Elena. Please believe me when I say I would never betray you. You’re my life and my entire world.”


    “Not for long,” I say, and his head shoots up at this statement. He frowns as sadness finds its way


    into his expression, but I shake my head and give him a wistful smile. “I’m pregnant, Sebastian. Soon it


    won’t just be me you will need to love.” I say and see his eyes widen in surprise. Then he does


    something I have never seen him do before.


    His face crumples up and he cries!


    “Sebastian?!” I exim, shocked, as his head falls in myp once more. He grabs me by the waist


    and nts kisses on my abdomen, leaving traces of tears on my dress. Was he really this happy just


    because I was pregnant? Did he truly want children that badly? He looked up at me, and all I saw was


    love in his eyes, love for me and our unborn child. What else could I do but forgive him? Elijah admitted


    that his sister was unhinged and obsessed with Sebastian, and he just proved it by what he admitted to


    me. I sigh and a smile spreads on my face, “I’m sorry for running away,” I finally say, and his grip


    around my waist tightens. “I’m sorry for making you doubt me, my love. That was not my intention at all.


    I would never betray you for as long as I live.”


    Doubt is an awful thing. It creates unrest and tears marriages and families apart, where at the root


    of it ally the unwillingness to talk things through. If anything, thesest two days taught me to not be


    hasty and hear someone out instead of jumping to a conclusion. I could have done serious damage to


    my marriage if I stayed away for longer, thank God that I had such a stubborn husband.


    I look down at Sebastian, “I love you,” I say and he gives me that smile I fell in love with before


    saying, “I love you too, petite paquerette”