My Husband's Wedding- Chapter Two

My Husband’s Wedding

Chapter 2: Xiao Chen

Witch-Mistress-Animaru

Sakura opened the door of her flat. It was a small one, with just one bedroom, a kitchen, a bath, a tiny living room and a small room which was meant to be a ‘basement,’ but instead was used as an office.

It may be a bit cramped, but she is satisfied with it. For now.

Besides, it was close to her wedding shop; just a ten-minute ride, she supposed.

She checked her watch as she took it off. 7:10, she had ample time to prepare dinner.

She undressed and showered quickly and changed to something comfortable.

After doing so, she hurried to the tiny spot she calls kitchen and heated a sauce pan. After placing a small amount of cooking oil and allowing it to heat up, she threw in some chopped garlic and onions. Once they were deep brown, she added water and allowed it to boil. Only then did she add some stock noodles frozen in her fridge.

I must shop for food stocks, She thought dryly as she gazed at the near-empty containers. She threw in some more spring onions, cabbage and shredded corn on the mixture. She then added a pinch of salt and sprinkled pepper. After switching the stove off, she placed the noodles in a large bowl and set the table for two.

7:50, the clock read.

She sighed and wiped sweat from her face. Then she walked in to the lone bedroom of her place.

A boy of five lay in a tiny bed beside her single one. He had unruly chestnut brown hair, but his eyes were closed so a stranger could not tell what they looked like. He seemed so peaceful, as he lay there asleep. A rush of tenderness and pride swept over her.

My son…

Few people knew that she had a son. No, she didn’t hide him from anyone. She just didn’t show him around as other pampering mothers do. Not only would it be awkward, but he had a too famous father he looked so much alike to, for one. However difficult the situation was, Xiao Chen understood. Young as he was, he was already young and sharp-witted. Just like his father…She thought.

She walked slowly up to the bed and nudged her son a bit.

“Xiao Chen… Xiao Chen…”

Every morning, Tomoyo used to bring him to work. In the first three years, though, Tomoyo managed the shop on the mornings and she gave Xiao Chen her full and undivided attention.

But when Tomoyo left for England (as requested by Eriol), Kaho gladly helped her in bringing Xiao Chen up, as she had no child of her own then.

Late this year, though, Kaho got pregnant. So before she went to the shop, she attended to Xiao Chen and brought him to a preparatory school.

Everything is just fine for them. But she fears that Syaoran might find out about their son and take him away. After all, her husband is a very rich and influential man. While she, Sakura Kinomoto, though a successful wedding planner in her own right, can only manage to make both ends meet for her and her son.

Xiao Chen is the very image of his father, that his parentage cannot be denied. Even in the same built, and the only difference was the eyes. His eyes were a mixture of emerald and amber. They sometimes look green-brown. Hazel, as Americans call it, a mixture of her and Syaoran’s eyes.

Some people didn’t believe that she is Xiao Chen’s mother. Having been in Okinawa only for six years, and having little, if none at all, resemblance to her son, it was indeed questionable, she admitted. Besides, her son uses Li, and she dropped the surname years ago. Married still she was, she still refused to use her husband’s surname. Only intimate relations knew she was, and is still, married to Li Syaoran.

Li Xiao Chen stirred in his sleep.

“Mom?” He turned and rolled over to face Sakura. “Wakari…”

“Konbanwa, sweetheart. Dinner is served…” She said and ruffled his hair. Xiao Chen dodged and eyed his mother annoyingly.

“Mom, come on! I’m…”

“A child still, Xiao Chen. Though sometimes you don’t act like one.” She sighed and stood up.

“let’s go, sweetheart. Don’t keep the food waiting.”

Then she turned to the door and left the room, with her son stumbling to follow her.