The Blonde Caretaker
Chapter 2 / She Has A Boyfriend?
Although the two only spoke in a few minutes, it would be a lie for Klaus to say that he wasn't excited to see Mrs. Forbes again. He was going to pick up his son right after he tidied his desk from the papers he signed earlier, and he was positive that he would see his son's caretaker again there. A smile grew on his lips as he tidied the papers, placing it on the corner of his desk near the computer. But the smile faded as soon as he noticed his secretary, Katherine, knocked the door and walked in. She would always do that every time the work time was over to take the files he signed, or anything necessary. Sometimes she would ask if he could join her for some coffee and chats, but he kept rejecting with a lot of reasons that made sense and made her believed.
"Were those papers already signed?" She asked while politely pointing to the papers he placed near the computer earlier.
"Yes, please take those papers out of here," he replied her while putting his pen back into his work envelope bag and smiled a little. "I'm having headache looking at them."
Katherine chuckled and took the papers in her hands, "Well then, want to relax a little, Mr. Mikaelson?"
"No, I have to go home and see my son. I apologize, Mrs. Pierce. Maybe next time."
With that, Klaus carried his bag and slowly walked out from his office room followed by his secretary who was biting her lower lip, feeling a little unsettled that her invitation kept getting rejected. He quickly locked the door from the outside and put the key inside his pocket, not saying anything to her. She had no choice but to leave, before he noticed how sad she was. He was always her favorite man in the office building, as in other words, she liked him. After working with him for almost five years, and knowing that he didn't have a wife any longer, she thought she could try to get close to him and possibly dated him. She, however, was wrong. But it didn't make her give in yet. She would try again tomorrow and maybe the next day after.
He raised his eyebrows while watching her walking away from him, breathing out a little that he finally could get rid of her. Katherine had been bothering him for the past months with questions like want to relax?, want to have some coffee with the rest of the workers?, please join us on a karaoke night, Mr. Mikaelson, and a lot more. And he, if he had to admit, was quite bothered. But he never wanted to be rude to women—since it was against the rule of the world that men shouldn't be rude or mean to women—and he decided to kindly reject Katherine's offers, so he didn't hurt her feelings.
Being a single parent was indeed difficult. His friends kept telling him to get a new wife, but he only replied that he hadn't found the right one. Despite some women around him have showed an interest toward him and tried to catch his attention, he just didn't show any to them because he didn't think they were good enough and matched his criteria. He wanted someone who truly loved him and his son equally, willing and able to take care of his son. Not a bunch of women who faked their behavior to get attention or anything from him.
Therefore, he hadn't found the right one yet until now.
Pulling himself back from the thoughts, he went to the lift with bag in his hand and went downstairs to leave the office building.
With full excitement, Klaus fixed his suit while looking at the small mirror inside the car, trying to make himself look as good as possible before he picked up his son and met that blonde caretaker again. Or at least he hoped to see her again. His eyes flickered down to his watch, which said 2:30 PM. He finally exit the car, slowly walking into the Forbes Caretaker centre, only to see a few parents were inside and there was the black-haired woman who was still at the counter since this early morning.
"Mr. Mikaelson, you've come back." She said to him while smiling politely.
Klaus nodded and smiled back, he looked around to wait for his son to come out. His gaze stopped when he saw a different woman was holding hands with his son while walking from the halls. His smile faded in disappointment, knowing it wasn't Caroline a.k.a Mrs. Forbes who came out.
"Father!" Kingsley shrieked, running to him and gave him a hug.
He smiled widely and knelt down to hug his son back. "Hello again, King."
Klaus' smile got bigger and bigger as he saw his son smiled back, innocently. His tired feeling after work faded just as he saw his son's happy smile when they met. His gaze lifted up to the unfamiliar woman who was with his son earlier, "I'm sorry but may I know where Mrs. Forbes is?" He asked with a kind smile to her.
The woman replied with a smile back. "Oh, she went out earlier. I think she had a business to do. She asked me to replace her for a while, and told me Kingsley's father will come at this hour."
"Ah, I see." He nodded and started carrying his son in his arms, and took Kingsley's bag from the caretaker's hand. "Very well, we're going back home. Thank you for informing."
After that, Klaus walked outside the place and approached his car, opening the door to put his son on the seat and placed the bag at the back seat. He shut the door closed, and went to the driver seat and started driving down the street.
"Father, do you think aunt Rebekah is okay?" Kingsley murmured, running his fingers on the car's window. "I miss her."
"So do I, King." He took his phone out of his pocket and typed something, possibly scrolling and touching the screen with his other hand, while the other one was driving the wheel. He was going to video-call his sister for his son. "Here, have a video call with her then. Ask her yourself."
After a few minutes, Rebekah answered the video call. Kingsley, ofcourse, was happy.
"Hello, greenbean!" She greeted with a big, happy grin while waving to him from the screen.
"Hi, aunt Rebekah. I miss you!" Kingsley said, slightly mumbling. "How are you?"
Rebekah giggled hearing his cute voice. Being a four year old kid, Kingsley had always been behaving cute and impressive. Whatever he did were mostly cute, especially to her. Having video calls like these made her miss him so much, she wanted to hug him. "I'm doing alright here. London is nice!" She replied. "Are you in the car? Where is your father?"
Klaus smiled while driving, knowing his son wouldn't move the phone camera to his direction, he only spoke loudly so she could hear. "I'm here driving, Rebekah."
"So you just picked Kingsley up?"
"Yes, and is on our way home." Klaus replied back, still smiling. "Home feels different without you, little sister."
Rebekah laughed softly, and begun to talk with Kingsley again because she missed him so much already although it was only a day after she left to London, England. "Hey, Kingsley, how do your father and uncles treat you? Better than me? Or not?" She asked while resting her chin on her palm.
"They are good to me, but not better than you. You're still the best, aunt." Kingsley said with a slight smile as he watched his aunt on the screen, smiling to him through the video call.
"That's good then. I'm glad they treat you good. Or else I'll have my worst nightmare here worrying about you."
Rebekah and Kingsley spent a few minutes video-calling on his way home and had fun talking and had jokes with eachother. Klaus only smiled and chuckled hearing them talking to eachother, it was funny and cute how they talked. He enjoyed driving while listening to them, unlike most people who usually would enjoy driving with songs on radio or tape.
6:30 PM
"Please, take care of him for a while. I'll be quick."
Klaus said to his younger brother, Kol, who was ordered to take care of his son. He was going out to buy Kingsley's milk from the store, and the only brother who was at home now was only Kol. Elijah was still working, or maybe meeting with his clients or co-workers, he didn't know for sure.
"Don't worry, I will make sure he's alright until you come back." Kol gave him a playful smirk while patting Kingsley's shoulder. Kingsley was sitting beside him while playing leggo toys, while he was just watching TV and checking his phone in case his friends replied to his text messages.
Klaus smiled, knowing he could trust his younger brother, and then went inside his car in front of the mansion and drove away to the store at the square. His eyes fixed to the street in front of him, and he was paying full attention to the road, until he saw a familiar woman with blonde hair in a coffee shop when he was going to park his car in front of the store. She looked like Caroline.
Or was she indeed Caroline?
He decided to exit the car and approached her. If it wasn't her, then he could pretend buying coffee for himself. Just as simple as that, he thought.
Klaus ruffled a hand through his hair nervously, glancing around the place while walking and quietly looking at the woman to make sure if it was that caretaker who usually took care of his son. And his guessing was right—the way she smiled and laughed… that was really Mrs. Forbes. Caroline. That blonde owner and head caretaker. "Oh, Mrs. Forbes. What a surprise to see you here," he pretended to coincidentally meet her there. She was with a guy, laughing and talking with him. Is that her boyfriend? She has a boyfriend? He mentally asked to himself in his own head, wondering who that guy could be.
"Mr. Mikaelson, hello!" She stood up and groggily chuckled, nodding slightly. "Are you here with Kingsley?"
"Not really, I'm about to buy his milk when I saw you in this coffee shop." He smiled widely, his eyes looked down to the ground to prevent groggy, and he sure didn't want her to know. "You weren't there to bring my son when I picked him up."
"Yeah, uhm, sorry. I was kinda busy earlier." She bit her lower lip, hoping he wasn't really upset that she left his son to another caretaker. "My mom called me to help her at home."
"That's alright, I was just wondering where you could be."
Klaus said to her, his eyes were now fixed to hers. Both their eyes locked to each other, their heart started to beat faster than usual. There was a moment of silence as they looked at each other, it was right before she broke the eye contact and talked about something else. "I'll be there tomorrow though," she said while nervously chuckling.
"Am I distracting you and your boyfriend?" Klaus glanced over the guy who was quiet behind them.
"My boyf—?" Caroline looked behind her for a few seconds before turning back to see him and replied his question with a light grin. "He is not my boyfriend. Just a friend."
Or maybe more than a friend, right, Mrs. Forbes?
"I see," he nodded. He slipped his hands into his pocket, raising his eyebrows, and cleared his throat. "I thought he is your boyfriend."
Caroline shook her head lightly. "No, he isn't."
"Alright then, I'm going to buy milk for Kingsley. I'll see you later." Klaus smiled to her before leaving the coffee shop and headed to the store with bitter expression, worrying she'd be faking her answer about that boyfriend thing. But why did he cared? He was nobody, and she was nobody, too. Both only knew each other this morning.
"Okay. Take care, send my love to him, Mr. Mikaelson." She nodded, waving to him, watching him walking away from the coffee shop. Sigh.
Klaus turned around slightly to give her a nod and smile.
So she has a boyfriend? This feels strange, and I don't know what is it called. But I feel anxious about her having a boyfriend. Do I like- Stop, Klaus, you can't fall for anyone else. You promised your wife, Niklaus, that you will love her until eternity. So why do you care about someone else?
Happy new year everyone! In my country, it's already new year eve and it's only one more hour to welcome 2015. I hope this second chapter is good enough, please feel free to leave reviews. I'd be so happy to wake up seeing a few reviews coming tomorrow!
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Until next time…