Sean forced Jessie's hand into a quiet corner of the coffee shop. He was really surprised by Jessie's words in front of Cody. Sean is not Cody's father! Then why did Jessie suddenly come here and say such a shocking thing?
“What do you mean talking like that in front of your son? He could misunderstand, Jessie."
Jessie rolled her eyes as she released her hand from Sean's rough grip. "We're divorced, but you're still Cody's father," Jessie sounded annoyed this time. “I know enough that I pretended to be pregnant by you. I admit I was wrong, but at least you're still Cody's stepfather.”
Sean pressed his aching head. He intended to return to the office today because he wanted to be busy with work, not with his meeting with Jessie! And he had no other children besides Harriet. People can misunderstand if they overhear their conversation.
Sean was silent for a while, then he said, “Yeah, you can say I'm Cody's stepfather, but what's tha
Sean is really busy all day with his work. Apart from the presence of Jessie and Cody, Sean quite enjoys his busy life because he has a lot of tasks to handle.“Tell the staff that they can go home. You can go home too, Bertha,” Sean said to his secretary."Is it okay if we go home first, sir?" Bertha was a little uneasy, but it was already 6pm.Sean's fingers stopped typing on the laptop, then he looked at Bertha who was standing in his room. “Yes, all of you go home. I still have some things to take care of here.”Bertha nodded politely. “Sir, on behalf of the staff, I would like to once again express my condolences for the loss of your loved one. Hope you can be even stronger.”"Yes, thank you, Bertha."After Bertha left Sean's room, she resumed typing on the laptop. To be honest Sean could have asked Bertha or the other staff to do this, but Sean wanted to keep himself busy non-stop. Because if Sean wa
“Just leave the dishes, Darla. I can do that myself.”Anne repeatedly forbade Darla to wash their ice cream bowls, but Darla insisted on washing everything herself. After all she didn't help much because there were only 4 bowls."No problem. Incidentally, I really like washing dishes,” said Darla as she started to wash the dishes.Anne smiled sitting in the pantry chair, right behind Darla. His gaze was watching Harriet and Noah playing together. Her granddaughter has been embracing Darla's teddy bear."Harriet seems to like your gift."Darla smiled as she glanced at Harriet. Harriet didn't take her hand off the teddy bear for a second. "It's just a cheap doll, but I'm really happy that Harriet likes it," she said, going back to washing the dishes."You were the first to give her a birthday present, Darla."Darla's hand, who was washing the dishes, stopped. She was surprised to hear Anne's words. If that's true then
Darla Anderson works in an obscure club. She and 10 other girls have a boss or a pimp named Britney. That night Britney called Darla because Darla wasn't at the club yet, while a client was waiting for her at a hotel. After that Darla said goodbye to Anne and she let Noah continue to play with Harriet."I'll be there in a minute," Darla said when she finally picked up Britney's phone."Why did you take so long, Darla?! A Client has been waiting for a long time!” Britney sounded angry there.Darla snorted. “If he can't wait for me, why can't he just use another girl? It's as if I'm the only prostitute girl you have." After Darla said that, the taxi driver looked at her through the rearview mirror. She immediately asked, "What did you see?""N-no, I'm sorry," replied the taxi driver."Instead of eavesdropping on my conversation, you'd better drive faster," said Darla, annoyed that the taxi driver was clearly giving her a perverted look af
Dalton returned to Philiph's old house. Philiph's neighbor said that the new owner of the house was moving in today and it turned out to be true. Dalton got out of the car, then he approached a man who was giving instructions to the workers who were unloading the goods from the box truck. Dalton was sure that the man in front of him was the owner of this house."Hello, good afternoon," Dalton said to the landlord."Good afternoon. Who are you? What do you need?" the owner of the house seemed disturbed by Dalton's presence because Dalton came at the wrong time."I'm Dalton, a detective. There are a few things I would like to ask about the owner of this old house.”Dalton handed him a business card. The owner of the house dispelled his annoyance when he found out that Dalton was really a detective.“Do you mean the owner of this old house? What's wrong?"“Philips, the owner of this old house, was allegedly hired by someone to
Sean was sitting in front of his house dreaming. It was the middle of the night, but he couldn't sleep at all. In his hand was a box of cigarettes and a lighter. He had been considering whether to smoke or not. This was not an easy matter considering that in the past he almost died from smoking too much and drinking alcohol. The nasopharyngeal cancer was still haunting him, but on one side his head hurt. Sean needed at least one cigarette to calm him down."Sean? What were you doing this late?”Anne's voice came from behind and it immediately made Sean hide the cigarette case and a lighter in his pajama pocket."I'm having trouble sleeping," Sean answered and Anne was now sitting beside him."You usually don't have insomnia. Is it because… Angel?” asked Anne carefully.Oh, Sean's heart reacted when he heard Angel's name again. The people around him seemed to deliberately not mention Angel's name, including Anne, but it seemed tha
Sean ran over as soon as Cody called him daddy. Luckily there weren't many people in the lobby, if it's crowded here, Sean will certainly be talked about by many people."Don't call me like that," Sean said in a whisper.Cody's face that was originally looking happy slowly turned into a frown. Sean looked around, but he couldn't find Jessie."Did you come here alone?" asked Sean a little disbelievingly."Yeah, I'm here without mommy."Sean massaged his tense neck. Exactly what is Jessie planning again? How could Jessie have her son come here alone?Although hesitating, Sean finally said, “Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink something?”Cody nodded his head, then his index finger pointed to the coffee shop that was actually in the lobby. "The strawberry juice over there is really good, but yesterday mom was in a hurry to take me home.""Okay, you can drink strawberry juice again."Sean walked first to the co
Sean no longer asked where Cody's house was because Sean was sure that Jessie still lived in their old house. Cody was amazed that Sean knew that."Wow. You know my house," said Cody.Cody's call made Sean comfortable because daddy's calls were too burdensome for him. "Of course I know. This house used to be my home.”Cody chuckled, then he got out of the car. Cody waited patiently for Sean to turn off the engine and get out of the car. A look of admiration was cast by Cody at his stepfather. From what he had read in many fairy tales, the stepfather or stepmother was always described as a bad person, but Sean was not like that. Sean was so kind that he drove Cody home.As soon as Sean got out of the car, he looked at his old house with a strange feeling. After marrying Jessie, Sean bought this house for his new life, but they eventually decided to divorce. Sean's disappointment was too big for Jessie, it made him leave their house. Sean gave his hou
Sean lay down beside Harriet. He had changed the compress on Harriet's forehead several times, hoping his little daughter's fever would go down quickly. Now Sean was browsing the internet on his cell phone about what he had to do to end Harriet's fever, but Anne had already done all that. Anne was clearly experienced as a mother, but for Sean this was confusing. This is the first time Harriet has been sick after Angel's death. It made Sean feel clueless and useless.Maybe Sean should have calmed down a bit.Sean tried to close his eyes. He was trying hard to sleep. Unfortunately tonight was the same as the previous nights. Again and again he had insomnia. He was trying hard not to take sleeping pills because of what Anne said. Dependence on sleeping pills can harm his body.Unable to sleep, Sean got out of bed to reach Angel's unfinished novel on the table. Sean had read it over ten times, but he never got bored. Honestly, Sean is quite curious about the ending