Chapter 38 - Mrs. Levette all done.
"The jumping castle is supposed to go here-" Della pointed at the corner of her the mansion she once shared with her ex-husband. "Yep, right next to the pool." She instructed the two men who had just arrived to set it up. A thought crossed her mind.
* Flashback *
"Andre, i really liked the fourth house." Della squealed wrapping her arms around her husbands neck. He gave her a broad smile. She felt like all her dreams were coming to life. She was getting married in about a week and here she was house hunting with her fiancé.
"I really loved the garden, the maze, the pool. Great for when we have parties especially for our kids. They will be running all over with so much freedom. It will be like having our very own play ground in our backyard." Della said in an excited tone. Andre couldn't be happier being with her was more than enough. It was all he needed to be happy, nothing made him happier.
"We could have a soccer team." Andre joked. Della furrowed her eyebrows, Andre always thought it was cute whenever she did that or maybe he just found everything she did adorable.
"A soccer team, Andre? Do you want to kill me." She mused back her arms still wrapped around his neck, as he stared at a her petite figure.
"Honestly I wouldn't mind but two or three would be alright." Andre muttered softly giving her a perk on her temple.
"That's reasonable." She grinned.
"Hopefully it's two boys and one little girl who will be as beautiful as her mother and I will spoil her rotten that even the boys will be jealous." Andre said thoughtfully. This thought made Della's heart fill up with warmth. He always made her feel this way, it was a mutual feeling between this lovely couple.
"Above all i can't wait to finally unwrap my gift on our wedding night in Santorini." He pulled her much closer to his chest leaving no air for them to breath, they were practically breathing the same air buy they both didn't mind.
"We are going to Santorini?" Della gasped. "I thought we would just go to Hawaii or Malibu-"
"You deserve everything that is out of this world." Andre muttered. "And I'm only meant to please you." He leaned in ready to take her soft plump lips against his. That was until someone abruptly cleared their throat.
"Della, we have an appointment with the designer I told you about." Jeanine faked a smile. "Son, you can have her as much as you want for the rest of your lives." She chuckled. Della blushed, Andre simply shrugged. Jeanine had vowed that, if her son was going to marry a Hispanic troll... the least she could do is make her wedding spectacular well only for the Levetté reputation.
"I will see you later." Andre kissed his fiancée goodbye. "I love you endlessly." He whispered in her ear. She nodded as Jeanine gave her a glare at the back of Andre's back.
"I should get going-" Della tried to smile. Spending a day with her mother in law made her feel miserable. She only made her feel worthless and devoted herself into making Della's self esteem drop to a 0.1% everytime she mentioned her son's previous girlfriends.
* End of Flashback *
"DELLA!!!" Mila brought her out of her thoughts.
"Huh?" Della blinked clearly disoriented.
"I said please take a photo of me near the pool-" Mila said in awe. "You used to live like a Princess in a high tower, gurl!" Mila squealed making Della smile for a bit.
"Uh your phone doesn't have enough storage." Della explained making Mila frown because she was already ready to get her photo taken on this extravagant compound.
"This is why I need a sugar daddy to buy me an Iphone x. Leo has an iPhone x and I'm a grown woman still having an iPhone 5." Mila complained. "I swear I deleted most of my favourite apps even Tinder-" She whined.
"Andre hired a camera man for Leo's party tomorrow, you can ask him to take you as many photos as you want around the house." Della suggested giving her friend an assuring smile. Mila immediately realized something was wrong and she had not been paying attention.
"What's wrong?" She asked putting her phone in the back pocket of her jeans.
"Nothing, it's just this place has so many memories; I can't seem to handle. I thought I was over it all but it just keeps coming back to me." Della murmured.
"I understand, i mean you made Leo here-" They both chuckled at this. "You shared so much together in this home and I think it's even worse for him because he had to handle these memories throughout these years alone. There's a reason why he could have moved to anywhere he wanted, a different hotel, a penthouse, a different city or even back to France but you know what? That loser chose to stay right here in this beautiful mansion because this was the only memory he had of you left. This place surely has more happy moments than the sad."
Della felt really overwhelmed, Mila was right.
"Look at the bigger picture, you get to milk that billionaire dry and never have to pay for anything Mhm." Mila wiggled her eyebrows which only made Della snort as she laughed out loud. She knew Mila was joking or was she ?
"Mrs. Levetté, all done!" One of the men who had been setting up the jumping castle interrupted.
"It's McCarthy actually." Della said firmly.
"My apologies Ma'am, we just need you to sign here and here-" They said politely. Della signed all the necessary papers before getting back to Mila.
"Where's that little rascal anyway?" Mila questioned as they went back in the house.
"Andre went to drop him off at his parent’s house-"
"With that she devil…" Mila almost yelled.
"With his dad, hopefully."
"She might poison my little baby." Mila breathed out heavily.
"We told Leo that the party was canceled just to teach him a lesson so this will be a surprise party." Della said clearly excited about the idea.
"If I know Leo very well, he must be fuming."
"You have no idea!" Della replied thinking about his son's reaction when they told him there would be no party at all.
"Remember when he was a toddler and he had the tendency of dramatically laying on the floor in the middle of the shop whenever he wanted something and you would tell him no."
"I'm just glad that phase is over." Della laughed. "People actually thought I was abusing my own son."
"Andre will never know the struggle." Milla said from a genuine thought.
Della felt a bit sad that Andre had missed a lot of parts in his son's life but it wasn't her fault and she wouldn't blame herself for it. He made a choice to not hear her out but to rather listen to his mother so these were certainly the consequences. Above all she was glad, the co-parenting was going wonderfully and hopefully it would stay this way because fighting with Andre was something she dreaded.
She just needed peace!