CHAPTER 50: AHHHHHHH!

On the other side of the estate and in the West Wing, Geneva and her chief maid, Katie, were in front of Brad’s room. It had been a while since Geneva had noticed the subtle change in her second son. After not seeing Brad with them for their meals for two consecutive days, she marched up to his room hat morning, but Brad refused to open the door for her. A situation quite similar to one she had experienced before.

"Brad! Brad, open up!"

Turning to Katie, Geneva let out an exasperated sigh.

"Not again! Is my second son going to follow in the footsteps of his older brother? What is happening to my boys?!" Katie had knocked several times without a response, but they both knew he was in the room. Apart from a few workers who passed, the whole corridor was so quiet that Geneva thought she was in Ian’s East Wing. Brad’s part of the estate was the most lively in their home. The changes had been subtle initially, so Geneva had never thought much about it.

’It must be because of Shelby!’ Geneva thought and pursed her lips, trying to dismiss the thought while knowing very well innately that it was true. She had seen how Brad behaved in the few times he had met Shelby after the wedding.

’.... but he pulled through the wedding just fine....’

"I’m sure he will come around soon, Geneva. There is no need to worry about him on this. It’s only been a couple of days since he-"

"How can I not worry? I can’t afford this level of craziness with Brad too. He is the most predictable one of my sons... It’s will be difficult for me to tolerate another such behaviour in this estate. Have you forgotten how it started with Ian? We thought he would be there just for a few days at most. Even a few weeks seemed farfetched then, but then see what happened then?"

Katie, who had seen all this from its onset, could only keep quiet and bow her head. She did not know what else to say to reassure her employer and friend.

What do you think his issue is?"

"I cannot think about what Brad’s issue may be. What if he just partied too hard and decided to stay in to recuperate?"

"You mean Brad would give up the chance to show off his customized Lamborghini to the world and his friends?"

"...that..."

"I thought as much! Tell me Katie, have you noticed Brad behaving strangely around Shelby?"

"I hate to say this, Geneva, but all the men behave strangely around Shelby!"

"Figures! You are right."

Geneva hovered around a little and then turned to leave.

Brad was pacing inside his room and on the other side of the door. He had heard every single bit of the conversation between his mother and her chief maid but did not want to meet them at that moment... at least not yet!

He sat down on his bed spent.

"I curse the day I even had any thoughts about Shelb- .... about Ian’s wife!" Brad’s heart skipped a beat as the name Shelby transported him back to that night. He felt like he was going insane. After that day, he couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone was constantly looking at him. It had gotten so bad that he had decided to lock himself up in his room to clear his mind.

"Don’t be silly, Brad! Your room is closed and locked. There are no cameras here, so who will be watching you?"

He nodded like crazy, ’Yh, it’s not possible!’

"That girl is a witch! I never want to have anything to do with her again!" He shuddered.

Brad had been in constant fear since that night. His dreams were plunged with images of his sister-in-law, but he wanted nothing to do with her again.

"Maybe I should apologize, and she will forgive and stop tormenting me!"

After that day, he had only had a few moments where he felt like his normal self. One was in the middle of the night a couple of days back, and the second time was that morning.

He had felt that he was human again because the second time had lasted longer than the first.

"What kind of spell did the girl apply on me? What do I do now?"

The mere thought of Shelby was enough to scare Brad so much that he did not want to step out of his room. After all, how many women could throw you off them without moving an inch?

As Brad’s mind wondered on all the ridiculousness that could ever exist, he would have been amazed that there were indeed a pair of eyes staring at him with an evil grin as if they enjoyed the torment he was in.

Brad finally sat on his bed and slipped into sleep instantaneously, his mother’s voice ringing in his head. He was indeed tired and needed that rest. Unfortunately, this did not last long.

The person stepped out of the shadows and surveyed the room with things discarded all over as if no one inhibited the place. The man sighed and started walking around the room. Suddenly, a wicked smile flashed across his face, and he started picking up all the strewn clothes.

He placed all of them in the allocated laundry basket and folded the clean ones in place. He straightened the furniture and arranged the cushions in them. He then collected all the garbage and placed them neatly in the bin. He even went ahead to rearrange the few disks and books in the room. It took him a few short moments because he moved at an impossible speed to the human eye.

Brad was so deep asleep that he did not hear nor feel anything. It would be a few moments before he woke up, obviously because this new person decided to make fun of him and woke Brad up to see his handiwork. Brad’s startled scream was so loud that it pierced all over.

One could imagine why he would do that. His only thought was that the witch could now enter his room. The man remained there to enjoy the aftermaths of his handiwork.

"You should be glad that I even helped you clean...." He leered. "...But then, how dare you touch the woman of my master? Even if you are his brother?" He hissed before he disappeared from there. Thankfully, Brad did not hear these words, or he would have definitely collapsed.

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