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Chapter Fifty-Two
Kurt had to remind himself where he was the moment he opened his eyes to find himself in the Lesnars' guest room. It wasn't that he had forgotten the events of the previous day, it was just that he wasn't used to waking up in a king sized bed that wasn't his and without his wife beside him. This is something he was going to have to get used to. Who knew how long he was going to be in Dutch with the wife?
Not wanting to be considered a lazy guest, Angle quickly got up, took a shower, and changed into a pair of comfortable running shorts, and one of his many MMA t-shirts. Rena graciously fixed both her husband and Kurt a hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon, and sausage before she even sat down to feed herself and the baby. Neither Brock or Rena even brought up the fact that they only knew that the Angles were on the outs. They didn't know why, and they didn't ask.
The Lesnars' morning routine was normal; it reminded Angle of breakfast at his home with Stephanie. The former Mrs. Mero was the caring wife who made sure everyone was taken care of, just like Steph did. Baby Turk, who was the same age as Kurt and Stephanie's son, Andrew, reminded Kurt of his child who he hated to be away from.
After breakfast was finished, Brock gave his friend the grand tour of his sprawling property. While Kurt never considered himself an outdoorsman like Brock, he could really appreciate the serenity that being out in the sticks gave the family.
"So what do you think of the land?" Lesnar asked while he and Angle walked the dirt path from the woods.
"It's a great chunk of land you've got here. You must love it; hunting and fishing in your own backyard." Kurt commented following Brock as led him down to the lake.
"Yeah, this is how I grew up. I wouldn't live anywhere else. I get to hunt my meat, catch my fish. This is the life, I'm telling you." Lesnar proclaimed proudly while stopping at the railing of his small dock.
"Yeah, maybe for you man. I think I'd end up going stir crazy if I lived here year round, me and Steph both." replied Angle as he too leaned on the same railing and focused his eyes at the pontoon and a few other boats that were tied to the dock.
"Speaking of the wife, you want to talk about what went down? It had to be pretty bad for her to throw you out on your ass." Lesnar inquired, finally asking the question that he and his wife had been wondering since Kurt's arrival in Minnesota.
Angle let out a sigh and brought his hand up to his head to scratched his scalp. While he could give a lengthy recall of all of the drama between himself and Steph from the past few days, he didn't feel like doing it. He had been all through this with Vince, and that had only caused more problems than it did help him. Sure Lesnar was one of his best friends, but having to re-account for all the hurtful things said between him and Steph, would just be like picking at a deep wound that was trying to heal. He had come to stay with his friend because his mind needed solace, and he wanted Brock to help him get a leg up in the MMA world.
"Eh, I don't really feel like going into it, man. How are things with you and Rena? You got yourself a nice boy. I bet you can't wait to take him hunting and fishing, huh?"
Kurt finally broke the awkward silence and was immediately changing the subject onto Brock and his family.
"Yeah, we're doing great. We just found out that Rena's already pregnant again. Don't let on that I told you, she's wanting to keep it quiet for the first few months, you know how women are. I'm hoping for another boy." Brock divulged with a smile.
"Well that's something we've got in common then, because Steph just found out that's she's pregnant again too. She's been the same way as Rena, because she has been having some really bad morning sickness."
"Well, shit, congrats to us both then! Both our boys are barely walking and we've already got more buns in the oven! We're fucking studs!" Lesnar exclaimed with a laugh as he then gave his friend a swift slap on the back.
While Angle was quick to laugh along with his friend's comments, he couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness thinking about the pregnancy. Brock was the lucky one. He was going to be there for Rena during her entire pregnancy. This was something Kurt was already missing out on at that very moment. He hated it.
"I hate the fact that we're separated. I swore that I'd be there with her through the entire pregnancy with the next child we had, since I wasn't there for most of her pregnancy with Andrew." Angle confessed aloud suddenly turning the conversation to one of sincerity.
"I'm sure it will blow over. I'll give it a week, two weeks tops, before she's calling you begging for you to come home to be with her and the kids. And I'll tell you what, man, make up sex is the best sex there is." Lesnar chuckled not bothering to give any weight to his friend's concerns.
"I'm glad you're so optimistic. I worry more about her ex-husband trying to make a move on her while I'm out of the picture. You know he plays that "I'm your daughter's father" card to the hilt." Kurt mentioned letting his thoughts come spilling out.
"Fuck him, that guy's such a douche bag. Besides, do you really think she'll let him tap that while she's carrying your kid? It's real simple, if Steph is worthy of being your wife and bearer of your children, then you have nothing to worry about. If not, then fuck her, divorce her ass." Brock told his pal bluntly.
"That's really easy for you to say. I love her, Brock, I just can't turn my feelings for her off. The thought of her even being with someone else while I'm gone just drives me crazy. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her. What would you do if you were in my position and it was Rena?" Kurt answered back with a question, his voice was full of desperation.
"I'd be manning up and taking the separation as a chance for me to focus on stuff I want to do. She's the woman, let her sit at home watching those Lifetime movies and crying into her pillow. You're the man, grow a set. She was holding you back from doing MMA. So take this separation as an opportunity to do it. I can pull some strings and get you in to do a physical next week. You just need to pull your tampon out and be the man that I know you are. You're Kurt fucking Angle, don't ever forget that." Lesnar preached while giving his friend a few stiff punches to the arm to drive home his points.
As much as Kurt didn't want to admit it, Brock did have a point. Why should he have to be the one that was miserable while Stephanie was happy to have him out of the house? She wanted space, so he should do just that. He was half way across the country, enjoying some time with one of his best friend's. Lesnar was right: this was the perfect time for him to man up and give mixed martial arts his all.
From Sunday into Monday, Stephanie's main priority was setting up her family profile on the Connecticut Nanny agency website. It was a simple process of filling out her family information: her name, Kurt's, and the names and ages of her children. When it came to salary, Steph was more than willing to be competitive. She would be willing to pay a very fair wage for whoever took the position. This woman would be taking care of her two babies, so of course, she wanted to pay her generously and with benefits.
Thanks to her enticing profile that she posted on Sunday, there were more than a dozen applicants applying for the position by Monday morning. She began the task of weeding out the women that she didn't care for. Perhaps she was being too picky, because Steph found herself saying no to the majority of the applicants. And just when she began to wonder if she would find anyone that would be up to her nanny standards, she came across one lady that stood out and was available right away.
"So you have the address, the house can be a little hard to find because it's off of a back road...Yeah, you have my number just in case you have trouble getting here...Okay, great, thank you, see you soon, bye..."
Aurora approached her mommy in the kitchen while she was finishing up a phone call. She was curious to know who her mother was speaking to. Maybe it was her daddy and he was going to be coming over to play with her or take her back to the park.
"Who that, Mommy?" The three year old asked as she pointed up at the cordless phone that was still in her mother's hand.
"That was a lady who is coming here this afternoon to meet us. Mommy is ready to go back to work and if we like this lady, she will be our nanny." Steph told her daughter setting the phone back into its dock.
"What a nanny?"
"A nanny is a person who Mommy hires to come to our house and watch you and baby Andrew while I work during the day." Stephanie then explained.
"No need a nanny. Daddy can watch me and when Kurt come back from busy-ness, he can watch the baby when you at work." Aurora Rose suggested coming up with what she thought was a far better plan than her mother's.
"Both Kurt and your daddy are busy during the week just like me. This nanny is someone who can be there to take care of you and your brother on a consistent basis. She's coming over this afternoon to meet us."
"What if she not nice? What if she scary?" The three year old then asked her mother in a voice that had a hint of fear.
Steph felt her heart melt after hearing her little girl's concerns. She squatted down so that she would be at her daughter's eye level before she answered her questions.
"I would never ever leave you and Andy with someone who wasn't nice to you. Let's just meet her and get to know her, and then after, you can tell me if you like her, okay?" Steph asked her child, looking directly into her daughter's eyes.
Aurora Rose simply nodded before her mother pulled her in for a hug. It was so important to Stephanie that her little girl knew that she wasn't just going to leave her and Andrew with just anyone. The Connecticut agency that Steph was going through had an impeccable reputation for placing well qualified childcare providers with families that needed their services. The applicant Steph had selected, Catherine Scot, was not only CPR certified, but had had many previous years of experience as a nanny.
Being the quintessential businesswoman, Stephanie had already prepared an outline for her interview with the potential nanny. She had formulated each and every question she would ask with the intent of learning as much as she could about Ms. Scot's history as a nanny. Steph was also anxious to see how both her children behaved toward her.
"That must be her." Stephanie commented aloud the moment after the door bell echoed through the spacious home.
Aurora looked a bit apprehensive as she watched her mother pick up baby Andrew before moving to answer the door. At first, the three year old was sure she was going to stay put in the living room, but then, not even ten seconds after her mommy had left the room, she quickly got off the couch and ran after her mother. When Aurora Rose entered the vestibule, she was just in time to see her mother opening the front door to let the visitor inside.
"Hello, please come in!" Steph welcomed the older lady in a friendly tone of voice that she hoped sounded inviting.
"Mrs. Angle, I presume?" Ms. Scot asked stepping through the threshold.
"Yes, but please, call me Steph." Stephanie answered back offering a polite handshake and a smile.
"Pleasure to meet you, Steph. I'm Catherine, but feel free to call me Cathy." She added accepting the handshake.
Catherine Scot immediately reminded Aurora of her granny Linda. She was probably someone's grandmother too. She had short blonde and gray hair and some wrinkles on her face. Ms. Scot was dressed in a light cotton shirt and pants that looked both comfortable and appropriate for an interview. Cathy looked very well put together like many of the seniors of Greenwich Connecticut.
"You have a beautiful home, oh, and this gorgeous little girl and handsome baby boy must be your two angels." Catherine pointed out with a warm smile of her own.
The prospective nanny's words caused Aurora to get a case of shyness. She quickly sought refuge by grabbing hold of her mother's leg and hiding her face. Aurora Rose wanted her mommy to do all the talking.
"Thank you, yes they are. This little man in my arms is Andrew Vincent. He's a year old and the little girl who is being shy is Aurora Rose who is three." Steph answered in return. She then reached behind her with her free hand and patted Aurora on the back as a way to tell her that there was no need to be shy.
"It's very nice to meet you, Aurora." Ms. Scot commented in a nice voice after she bent down to speak to the child on her level.
"Aurora, say hello to our guest." Stephanie instructed her child. It was important that she taught her daughter to have manners, even though she knew she was shy.
"It's okay, you don't have to talk to me until you're ready to, sweetheart." Said Cathy with a chuckle before she then arose back to a standing position.
"She'll warm up after a little while, then you won't be able to stop her from talking." Steph chuckled brushing the back of her daughter's head.
"Are you going to be shy too, you little munchkin? Huh? Are you a shy baby?" Ms. Scot gushed, making over Andy who had been staring at her from where he sat on his mother's hip.
Cathy's words caused the baby to hide his face into his mommy's chest for a few seconds before he then reached out toward the nanny.
Stephanie allowed the older woman to take her son. She was a bit surprised that Catherine was able to win the one year old over so quickly. Andrew was usually like his older sister in that he would only want to be held by members of his family. Ms. Scot seemed to be great with children.
"Oh, you are just a precious little cherub." Cathy continued the moment she was holding the baby in her arms.
"Hold me now, Mommy!" Aurora Rose demanded in a whine the moment she realized that her mother was no longer holding Andrew.
Without hesitation, Steph bent down and lifted her three year old up into her arms. The three year old nuzzled up close to her mother while looking over at the baby in the nanny's arms. Maybe Cathy could keep baby Andrew for herself since she liked him so much, Aurora thought.
"Shall we go sit down and talk? I have a few questions I'd like to ask, and I'm sure you have your own questions for me." Steph offered .
"Yes, of course, lead the way." Replied Ms. Scot following Stephanie as she left the foyer en route to the kitchen.
"I wanna snacky, pwease." The three year old told her mother the moment they entered the kitchen.
"Okay, sweetie, I'll cut you up an apple." Stephanie told her daughter before she set her down in her boaster seat at the kitchen table.
"Wif peanuts butter on it." The three year old added.
"Cathy, you can put Andy in his high chair, he loves apples as well, I'm going to cut him up one too." Steph instructed while she began to slice up the fruit.
Ms. Scot did as Stephanie said and once the children were served their snacks, the conversation between the two adults commenced.
"You mentioned in your application that you've been a nanny for more than ten years. That's quite a long time. How did you come to be a nanny?" Stephanie asked the moment after she and Cathy sat down at the table.
"I've always loved children. When I was young and just married to my husband, I was devastated to find out that I couldn't have them. I wanted to adopt but my husband was against raising a child that wasn't our own. It was when Larry passed away, that I decided that I wanted to be a nanny. I love the job. I was with one wonderful family for many years, but the children grew up and no longer needed me there." Ms. Scot explained, giving her personal reasons for her career as a caretaker for children.
"I'm sorry to hear that you weren't able to have children."
"Well, I'm thankful that I had the opportunity to take care of the four children that I helped raise. I feel like their my own, I know that sounds strange, but taking care of them since they were small, I became attached."
Stephanie couldn't help but feel empathy for the older woman. She, herself, couldn't possibly imagine not being able to be a mother. The fact that Ms. Scot was so forthcoming with such personal information was commendable. Cathy had references from the last family she worked with praising her abilities as a nanny. She must have been good if they kept her on for so many years, and she really seemed to take her job as a nanny to heart.
"I'm assuming that you live locally. I would need you to be here Monday through Friday from eight to eight each day. I won't need you on the weekends."
"That's not a problem. The position was listed as full time. I live about fifteen minutes away so it won't be a problem for me to get here by eight in the morning. And it's no problem if you have to work late, but you will need to call me and let me know."
"Oh, of course, I would call you. Can you cook? I plan on feeding the kids breakfast before I go to work and you would just need to give them lunch and dinner. I try and keep Aurora on a healthy variety of food."
"I have no problem cooking or doing a little light housework. For discipline, I'm a big believer in time out. My rule of thumb is whatever the age of the child is, he or she gets that number of years in minutes."
"That sounds fair, and you will not have to worry about cleaning. I have a cleaning service that comes in while I'm at work and straightens up." Stephanie explained getting up so that she could help Aurora out of her boaster seat.
"What about Aurora and Andrew's father? You mentioned on your profile that he is a wrestler for your company, is he home often?" Cathy asked out of curiosity. She found it a little strange that Mrs. Angle listed on her profile that she was married yet she wasn't wearing a wedding ring.
Steph paused for a moment, waiting for her three year old to run back into the living room before she even began to answer the nanny's personal question about Kurt. After all, Aurora was still under the impression that her stepfather was still away on business.
"My husband, Kurt, is Andrew's father. Aurora is my child from my previous marriage to professional wrestler, Paul Levesque who is known as Triple H. Kurt and I are kind of going through a trial separation. We told Aurora that he is on business. I don't want the children's lives to be uprooted because my husband and I are trying to work things out." Stephanie divulged in a low voice so that she would not be heard by her child in the living room.
"Oh, I see."
It was all Cathy said in reply. It was obvious that she was a little uneasy about the idea that the three year old believed her stepfather was away on business when it reality, he and his wife were in the midst of a trial separation. She wondered how long Mr. and Mrs. Angle were going to keep the business trip charade up before telling the child the truth. Cathy hoped that the two of them would reconcile before that happened. The children were absolutely beautiful and deserved to have a complete family.
With the most important questions out of the way, Steph then began to give Ms. Scot the grand tour of the Angle home. She deposited baby Andrew from his highchair to his playpen. They then started in the kitchen where Stephanie showed her around so that she would be able to cook with ease, then she walked her through the rest of the downstairs.
"Wow, your husband, Kurt, is certainly accomplished. Are all those awards his?" Catherine asked in amazement as she popped her head into Angle's trophy room.
"Yes, those are his amateur trophies, medals, and plaques. He won the 1996 gold medal in freestyle wrestling among other world championships during his amateur career. I warn you not to ask him about any of it unless you want an hour long monologue." Steph warned with a chuckle before she led on to the stairs.
Upstairs, Stephanie didn't bother even mentioning the vacant guest rooms, and went straight to pointing out Aurora's room followed by the nursery that was right next to the master bedroom. It was when she was showing Cathy around Andrew's nursery that she decided to let her in on her secret.
"I'm telling you about this, because I want to hire you to come work for us. I actually found out recently that I'm pregnant again. I'm keeping it very hush-hush for right now. Aurora doesn't even know about it. The reason being is that I've had a miscarriage in the past, and I just want to wait until later in the pregnancy before I let people know. Only my husband, and my parents know about it."
"And now me." Cathy chimed in with a smile.
"Yes, and now you. I just thought you needed to know before you accepted the position because in about nine months there will be three children instead of two. I will, of course, go on maternity leave further into the pregnancy." Steph explained further.
"Well congratulations, and I will most certainly keep it to myself until you are ready to let others know. Thank you for entrusting me with the news."
Stephanie couldn't help but smile. She really felt good about Catherine Scot as her new full time nanny for her children. Just from the short time they had spent talking, she already felt like she could entrust her kids with her while Steph went back to work.
"I would love for you to come work with us." said Stephanie with a tone of sincerity while extending her hand toward Ms. Scot.
"So would I. You have a beautiful family." She replied accepting the handshake.
"Mommy, the cell phone ringed!" Aurora Rose announced carrying her mother's blackberry into the nursery.
"It was ringing? Thank you for bringing it to me, sweetheart." Steph replied taking her phone from her daughter so that she could see who was trying to contact her.
"Oh great, it's from work..." She added the minute she looked at her notifications.
"Aurora, why don't we go downstairs and do something fun. Do you like to color?" Cathy asked slowly approaching the child in a gentle manner so that she would not make her nervous.
"Yeah, I color my princess book. I good at making pretty colors and pictures." Aurora answered back quickly with a bit of pride.
And just like that, her shyness and uncertainty about Cathy had melted away. She took Cathy's hand and led her out of the nursery without a single glance back at her mother. The new nanny was a pro. She had to be to be able to win Aurora over so quickly.
"Brian, what's going on? I'm sorry that I missed your call?" Steph said into her cell phone after Brian Gerwitz, the senior vice president of creative, answered.
"Vince is beside himself, Steph. Jeff Hardy was arrested this morning on charges of trafficking controlled prescription pills, and for being in possession of anabolic steroids. You know what this does for our main event at Unforgiven. Hardy is suppose to be the number one contender for Jericho's championship in the main event. With both Kurt and Jeff suspended, Steph, what are we going to do about our PPVs main event?"
"Jesus, I knew it was a mistake to put Hardy in the main event! You were right there when I voted against it! But Kurt and Dad wanted to give him a chance, and now look where that's gotten us!" Steph hollered, showing her frustrations with the turn of events within her company. It was especially upsetting to know that it was something that could have been prevented, if her father and husband had listened to her.
"I know, but your father is pissed. He's called a mandatory emergency meeting in the next hour and he wants you there. I know you' haven't been feeling well lately, but he says you have to be there." Brian told her, simply delivering her father's message.
Stephanie couldn't help but roll her eyes and exhale. Only her father would schedule a one o'clock meeting at corporate before turning right around and jetting across the country for live Monday night RAW. Why the hell did he need her there? Couldn't the creative team manage without her? What did he want her to do, tell him how right she was and how he should have listened to her in the first place?
"All right, I'll be there...Bye."
Steph shook her head a moment after she ended the call. She had just hired a nanny and now she was going to ask her on the day of hire if she could stay and watch her children for a few hours. Stephanie could only hope that Ms. Scot didn't have any plans this afternoon. The alternative was for her to bring Andrew and Aurora with her to corporate, which she really didn't want to do.
"Everything okay?" Cathy asked after seeing the look on Steph's face when she entered the living room.
"We had a bit of a problem at work and my dad called an emergency meeting that I need to go to in the next hour. I know this is short notice, but would it at all be possible for you to watch Aurora and Andrew for three hours tops?" Stephanie asked before tucking her bottom lip into her mouth while she nervously awaited a response from the nanny.
"Of course I will. I didn't have any plans to speak of. You go right ahead and go to your meeting. We'll be just fine." Catherine replied with a smile before turning her attention back to Aurora who was having a merry old time coloring, so much so that she didn't even seem to take notice of the discussion of her mother's departure.
In somewhat of a rush, Steph threw on one of her old standby black business suits, before pulling her hair back in a ponytail. She didn't even bother with makeup since she just planned to sit in on the meeting and then come right back home. Not wanting to cause any unnecessary drama, Stephanie didn't even say goodbye to either of her children. At the time of her departure, Andrew was already down for his afternoon nap, and Aurora was being read a storybook by Cathy. She wasn't about to mess up a good thing by advertising the fact that she was leaving. The Porsche backed out of the garage before traveling down the driveway toward the back road. Stephanie was on her way back to World Wrestling Entertainment headquarters, and she was going back to work sooner than she thought.
Paul cut his steering wheel sharply to the right causing his large red Hummer to turn into the Angle driveway. He had decided to stop by and check on both Stephanie and Aurora after his weekend away out in the Midwest. He was coming over unannounced and without an invitation. While some would consider that to be rude, Levesque was at the point that he really didn't care. After all, it was quite rude of his ex-wife not to answer his text message that he sent her on Saturday night. It wasn't like her to blatantly ignore him. Was she overwhelmed by the pressure of being on her own with two kids? With Angle being MIA, this was definitely a perfect opportunity to offer a helping hand.
After parking the Hummer in the driveway parallel to the garage, Paul walked the stone pathway that led to the front porch of the home. Before ringing the bell, he quickly ran his hand through the dirty blonde strands of his ponytail. He looked good and he was confident that Steph would notice that.
Paul rang the doorbell before grabbing a white stick of mint gum to put in his mouth. He began to chew the piece while patiently waiting for the front door to open. He was sure that this time he'd be welcomed into the house for a visit.
Levesque's anticipation rose high as the front door began to open. And then, as fast as it had spiked, it fell when he saw that the woman on the other side of the door was not Stephanie, but an older woman who had never seen before in his life. His hazel eyes narrowed and he then attempted to peek inside the home's foyer, thinking that maybe Steph was right inside.
"Can I help you?" Ms. Scot asked closing the gap between herself and the door so that he could no longer peer inside the home.
Levesque felt like he was at a loss of words. His brain was trying to play catch up after a stranger answered the front door instead of Stephanie. Who was she? Was she Angle's mother? That would be like him to send his damn family to keep an eye on Steph while he wasn't there. Paul was looking at her, almost dumbfounded. He needed to say something.
"I'm sorry, but, who are you? Is Stephanie home?" He asked bringing his hand up to his beard to scratch it.
"I'm Catherine Scot, the Angle family's newly hired nanny. Who are you?"
"Steph hired a nanny? She didn't tell me about that. I'm Paul Levesque, her daughter's father. I'm here to see both her and Aurora. Would you mind telling Steph that I'm here, please?" Levesque asked with confidence.
"Nice to meet you, Paul. Stephanie is at the office. Does she know that you were stopping by?"
"Uh no, I was in the neighborhood and I thought I'd come by and see my daughter since I was away all weekend."
"Oh well, Aurora and Andrew are both still taking their nap."
Paul felt his heart sink after being told that not only Stephanie was not there, but his little girl was sleeping. He was sure of what the nanny would say next: She would tell him that she would let both Aurora and Steph know that he stopped by before closing the door in his face.
"You're welcome to come in and wait until Aurora wakes up. I'm sure she will be ecstatic to see her daddy after her nap. She should be done taking a nap soon." Cathy offered slightly stepping aside while opening the door wider to signal that he was allowed to enter.
"Well maybe just a quick visit. I'm pretty tired from the weekend and I have a show tomorrow that I need to rest up for. I just want to say hi to my baby girl real quick. Is she up in her room?" Levesque inquired after stepping foot in the house.
"Yes, both children are upstairs." Catherine confirmed while watching Aurora's father immediately begin to ascend the grand staircase.
Levesque wasn't lying when he mentioned how tired he was. Doing three shows back to back really wiped him out. Perhaps that was McMahon's plan when he gave him such a grueling schedule. All Paul could think about was getting to see his little girl.
As quiet as he could, he crept up the stairs to the second floor. The door to Aurora's room was already open. Inside, he saw his child sleeping in her bed soundly. She looked absolutely angelic sleeping there peacefully like she was without a care in the world. He quickly moved into the room and approached Aurora. Bending down, Paul gently placed his lips on his daughter's little cheek.
"I love you, sweetheart." He whispered in a hushed voice.
The sound of his voice caused Aurora to stir. Her eyes then fluttered open and looked up at him. She brought her hands to her face and then began to scrub both eyes like she was rubbing her sleepiness away to see her father better.
"Daddy, you come stay wif me and Mommy?" Aurora asked aloud before her eyes closed again and she yawned.
Levesque cracked a smile in response to his child's question. He wished with all his heart that he could have answered her with an emphatic yes. Paul wanted to stay with Stephanie and Aurora more than anything in the world. Before he was even able to answer her, he could tell that she had drifted off again to sleep. Perhaps she wasn't yet finished with her nap. He didn't want to further disturb her slumber, so he gave his little girl one last kiss on top of her head before leaving her room.
Leaving his child to sleep in her room of the Angle home, Paul couldn't help but feel a small measure of sadness. He had never wished so hard that Stephanie and Aurora were living with him again. He wanted so much to be able to tell his child that he wasn't going anywhere. To think that he once had both of them as permanent fixtures in his life almost made him feel worse. He had taken his gorgeous wife and beautiful baby daughter for granted once in his life, and now, after he had lost them, he knew he would never make that same mistake again.
"She must be really tired. She woke up to see me and then went right back to sleep." Levesque told the nanny when he saw that she was still waiting for him at the foot of the stairs.
"Well she did a great deal of running around outside today. I took the children out for about a half an hour. Both Aurora and Andrew are such a joy. I told Stephanie, she is truly blessed with such a beautiful family. I hope everything works out for her." Catherine divulged with a kind smile.
Levesque felt a small lump forming in the back of his throat after hearing the nanny's comments about his ex-wife's family; a family that didn't include him anymore. He just wanted to get out of there. He hated standing in Kurt and Stephanie's house while talking to their new nanny about how perfect their family was.
"Yeah...She is. I'm-I'm going to take off. Nice meeting you..." He then muttered as he walked toward the front door.
"It was nice meeting you too, Paul. I will tell Steph that you stopped by to see your daughter." Promised Cathy as she watched him leave.
Paul didn't even reply back to her comment about letting her new boss know about his visit. Would Stephanie even care that he was putting forth effort to be there for their child? She certainly didn't seem to care when she ignored his text message over the weekend. He felt a bit hurt. How hard was it for her to simply reply saying that her and Aurora were both doing fine?
With the acquisition of a nanny, it was clear that Stephanie wasn't overwhelmed with the two children at all. She was back at work; back to business as usual. Was she getting her marriage back on track too? Paul didn't know, all he could do was hope that it wasn't so.