The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 86: Surprise

Chapter 86: Surprise

As Abby bid farewell to the guests who had come to celebrate her father’s homecoming, Remo, arranged cars to take them away. Gratitude and exhaustion mingled in her heart as she watched them depart, each car carrying a piece of the evening’s memories.

Once the last guest had left, Abby ventured back to her father’s room, her steps hesitant as she approached the doorway. She hoped to find her father resting peacefully, but what she saw caught her completely off guard.

There, in the soft glow of the room, Martha lay sleeping beside her father, her head nestled against his chest. The sight struck Abby with a mixture of emotions—surprise, confusion, and a pang of something she couldn’t quite name.

She stood frozen in the doorway, her mind racing to make sense of what she was seeing. Martha, the trusted maid who had been a constant presence in their lives, was now sharing a tender moment with her father, a scene that felt both intimate and unsettling.

As Abby grappled with the flood of emotions swirling within her, she remained silent, not wanting to disturb the peaceful tableau before her. With a heavy heart, she turned away, her footsteps echoing softly in the corridor as she made her way out of the room.

Outside, the night air greeted her with a cool embrace, offering a moment of solace amidst the chaos of her thoughts. She leaned against the railing, her mind racing with questions and uncertainties.

What did Martha’s presence by her father’s side mean? Had there always been something more between them, something she had been blind to see?

As the weight of the revelation settled upon her, Abby’s heart felt heavy with a sense of betrayal and confusion. She had always trusted Martha, relied on her as a confidante and caregiver. Now, faced with this unexpected truth, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss and disillusionment.

With a weary sigh, Abby pushed aside her thoughts, knowing that she needed time to process what she had seen

Feeling a pair of familiar arms wrap around her from behind, Abby was momentarily startled before a sense of comfort settled in. Remo’s embrace offered solace amidst the emotional storm. As he pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek, he asked, "Hi there, I’ve been looking for you. How are you?"

Turning to face him, Abby managed a smile, appreciating the familiar warmth that Remo brought into her life. "Much better now," she admitted. "It felt good to see familiar faces during this hard time. Their presence meant a lot."

Remo, sensing the weight of unspoken emotions, tightened his hold on her, "I’m glad I could make it happen," he said softly, his voice tinged with sincerity. "Your father’s homecoming deserves to be celebrated with the people who have been a part of your family for so long."

Abby nodded, a sense of warmth spreading through her as she reflected on the evening’s events. The reunion with their old royal workers had been a touching reminder of the bonds they shared, a testament to the enduring loyalty and dedication that had defined their household.

"I never expected you to arrange all of this," Abby admitted, her voice filled with emotion. "It meant the world to my father, and to me."

Remo’s gaze held hers, a silent reassurance of his unwavering support. "I’ll always be here for you, Abby," he said, his words a promise that echoed in the quiet of the night.

With a grateful smile, Abby leaned into Remo’s embrace, finding solace in the strength of their connection.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Remo whispered to Abby, "I have a surprise for you too." Before she could react, he effortlessly scooped her up in bridal style, her laughter echoing through the corridors as he carried her towards their bedroom.

As Remo playfully teased about the surprise, Abby couldn’t help but enjoy the spontaneity and joy he brought into her life. The weight of the recent events momentarily lifted as they embraced the simple pleasure of being together.

As they reached the threshold of their bedroom, Remo gently lowered Abby to her feet, his eyes alight with anticipation. With a flourish, he opened the door to reveal a scene of utter serenity and romance.

Soft candlelight flickered around the room, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The air was filled with the subtle scent of lavender, infusing the space with a calming fragrance. In the center of the room, a large bathtub awaited, adorned with rose petals that floated delicately on the surface of the warm, bubbling water.

Abby’s eyes widened in surprise and delight as she took in the scene before her. It was as if Remo had stepped into her dreams and brought them to life with his thoughtful gesture.

"Remo, this is..." Abby’s voice trailed off, unable to find the words to express her gratitude and admiration.

With a tender smile, Remo took her hand and led her towards the bathtub, the warm glow of the candles reflecting in his eyes. "I thought we could use a little relaxation and pampering," he said softly. "After everything that’s been going on, you deserve it."

As Abby stepped closer to the inviting bathtub, she felt a flutter of excitement mixed with a hint of nervousness. Remo’s thoughtful gesture had touched her deeply, and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection for him.

As they stood by the edge of the tub, Remo’s gaze softened as he took in the sight of Abby, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Without a word, he began to undress, his movements deliberate yet gentle, as if he were savoring each moment.

Abby’s breath caught in her throat as she watched him, the warmth of his presence filling her with a sense of longing. Remo’s eyes met hers, filled with a silent promise of love and devotion.

With a playful grin, Remo turned to Abby and asked, "Do you need help with your dress?"