All Chapters of BABYSITTING the JERK: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Mommy, I miss you so bad. How about Daddy?""Mommy is in the Himalayas. You know the local people are amiable, Mommy even asked Daddy to take extended leave, but he have to work, right?" I smiled at Mommy's exciting news."Cool. I can't wait to get home, and we can travel around the world together. By the way, I'm in Dubai.""Oh, really? Are you also on vacation?" I sighed tiredly at Mommy's question, not on vacation but further torture. Sometimes I want to be a free-to-cry kid and complain to my parents if I get justice."No, Mom. There's a little work.""Yes, having fun. Mommy is having fun.""How's it going? Is he happy?" I asked softly, I could not hold back my longing, and it was getting more and more nourishing. God, I want all this torment to end quickly."He's happy." Just those words it's enough to make me smile and move on with my life. I looked at the beach where Edmund and I were yesterday.Edmund is a jerk, but-ah

"Again, you work slow, stupid girl!" I hissed irritably, stomped my foot, and followed this bastard.Inside the house was immediately greeted with a luxurious winding staircase. I immediately squinted my eyes when I saw the many damn antique jars that stood firm in all corners of the room. Because of that damn jar, I'm stuck with an arrogant guy like Edmund. I became suspicious that Edmund kept the jar as a talisman to keep him rich. Can you call it that?My eyes immediately caught a piano not far from my place. I always like the piano singing even though I'm not good at playing. I just realized that I have been hanging around this house for too long. Where's Edmund?I could only shake my head. Surely Edmund would call me sloppy and stupid girl."Come on, follow me." Suddenly my body was immediately dragged, but she was not Edmund. A beautiful woman who makes me feel like a duck. She smelled so good, and her clothes screamed expensively. Luckily, damn, Ed

"Get to work, you stupid girl!" Edmund immediately left me, who inhaled his pheromones that were rising. I like the smell of his body. That damn Edmund is a jerk, but he's got a lot of charm, and everything that sticks to his body screams perfectly. My God, why is the world never fair?I just remembered if I hadn't made breakfast for that jerk baby bear. I let the machine grind Edmund's clothes and run to the kitchen.I could only peek and see Edmund's burly hands with the jutting veins around them making toasts. Oh God, it's like a scenery in heaven.His hands were so nimble turning the bread. Even my lecherous brain has thought of something else. I just shook my head and turned around to continue washing the baby bear jerk clothes."You want it, stupid girl?" He constantly insulted me. Who knows how long that ugly mouth stopped looking down on me. Remember, Em! You are poor! I can only take a deep breath.It looks like I have to arrange a meeting

I propped my chin and looked outside. The weather was also sunny and warm, just like we are now.Edmund continued to be the center of attention as he paid, and again I looked like an ugly duckling by his side.We got out of the place to eat and walked. From here, I seem to realize that Edmund is also only human. Maybe a job position that makes him have to be arrogant.I cradled myself, clutching the last remaining water bottle, all through Los Angeles. I glanced at Edmund, who was wearing his sunglasses. Could Edmund be like Justin Bieber, being chased by the paparazzi? But no one seemed to recognize him. He only wears black training pants, sunglasses, a black hat, a gray and casual blue t-shirt.Keeping watch, Edmund tripped me up, and Edmund grabbed me right away. Like the scene where Anastasia almost got hit by a bicycle, and Christian pulled her body. Oh, remember, Em! You're just a stupid girl! I shook my head at the silly thoughts that kept mocking

"Hurry, you eat. So you don't starve to death. I don't want to be called a cruel boss for not feeding you." She snorted. Even though her face looks cute, I mean cute makes me want to throw it into the Amazon river."You've been cruel from the start. By the way, I'm still embarrassed. How can you even know my bra size?""Because yours is very small like a child." Well, this is a bit of a lie. The size of her breasts feels very fit in my hand as if they were made especially for me. Shit! Why am I a horny and perverted man now?She's still chewing the food.Oh yeah, my parents just called and told me to go home. I'm lazy to go home. No! My relationship and my parents are delicate. They constantly monitor my work, even though personal matters like women and money are things they don't interfere with.I don't believe in love, not because I have trauma in the past, but love for me is futile and a waste of time.Better, I can use that time to earn