All Chapters of This Time The Dream's On Me: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 72(Juliet’s POV)I withdrew my lips immediately I noticed how much gazes were fixated on the both of us. All the pretty feelings I felt some moments ago were replaced by timidity and awkwardness. I gently stood up from Jason’s chest, still clung up to his feet.“Are you alright?” He asked gently in a whispering tone into my ears. I dusted my clothes, and nodded with a smile.“Yes, I’m fine. Are you?” He nodded too, and we both withdrew a little bit back from the game spot.“You guys are out. You fell.” Judah said, laughing hardly along with everyone. I was not so sure of what they were laughing about. Who knows if it was because we were out of the game, or because of the lovey-doveyd staring game we were playing after we fell. Whichever one it was, I didn’t really care much about it. I gestured my finger at the rope that still bound us both, and Judah moved unto us to untie it.“Next is Harry and his wife.” Judah announced while everyone cheered out loudly. We knew we needed

(Juliet’s POV)“You guys should place those things properly or they will fall apart while you are about to move them.” I instructed, pointing to the stack of containers that were stacked upon one another.I turned around to check for Simone who was lurking behind me like a plague. He kept on whispering into my ears about how Jason was waiting for me right outside, but I needed to pan things out at first before I leave the bakery. I don’t want to get back and find out almost all the orders have been mismatched with the wrong delivery.“Are you sure you have properly packed all the orders for the birthday party of the CEO of Romanoff Company? I won’t get skinned alive because of you.”“Of course, you won’t. I already did all of that.”“What about the delivery? Have you checked in with…?”“I got it covered. I got everything covered, ma’am. The only thing you need to do right now is to see Mr. Jason. He has been outside for some minutes now.”“Okay, okay. Just put it at the back of your m

(Juliet’s POV)“Is that really you?” Julia asked while I simply stared her down, surprised. If I was told I would be meeting my own sister right here in flesh, I would have definitely argued it. Since the whole ten and half years, I distance myself from my family the same way I distanced myself from Jason. Jason noticed the expression of uneasiness that ran through my face and asked me if I was okay, with a whisper. I nodded.“You mean to tell me that after all of these years everyone has been looking through all nook and cranny for you, you are alive and well? Even mom and dad thought they lost their daughter already. Do you even know how much worried they were, and how much I had to pacify them when they started crying because they thought you were dead? And all this while, you are with a man?” She asked sarcastically, but I wasn’t saying a thing. I didn’t have time for all of Julia’s nonsense and trouble. In fact, I don’t want to have anything to do with her, and the only reason I

(Juliet’s POV)It was as though I dropped a bomb shell on my parents when I told them that I already have a child over all the years I left. It came as a surprise to them. I decided to tell them because I was not in to hiding anything from anyone. They took it as an extremely great piece of news, asking me to bring Eric to them. I expected it when I told them anyways, so it didn’t faze me at all when I heard it from them.Here, I was reading Eric a book to help him sleep. Enid Blyton’s The Faraway Tree was one of his favorite books ever. Even I couldn’t count how many times I’ve read each chapter to him to help him sleep.“Eric?” I called, gently stoking his hair. He looked up to me upon my call, posing an inquisitive face.“Yes, mom?” He responded, still staring directly at me.“Would you like to meet my mom and dad?” I asked, and he quickly rose up. He put on the same surprised reaction he wore when I told him he would be meeting Jason. The only difference was that this time around,

(Juliet’s POV)“So, how far do you visualize your company in years to come?” Jason asked while we dug into the steak. It felt uncomfortable asking such questions during this time where we were supposed to say something romantic to each other, but I disregarded it and answered him.“I have set my goals right from the onset. I started by being the biggest baker in the city, then the state, soon it will be the country. Then the continent and the world.”“The world? Hmmm. Do you really think that’s possible? What do you intend to do to make that dream be realized?”“It’s simple. I’ll just keep on doing what I’ve been doing.”“And what have you been doing?”“Being consistent and reasonable. It has helped me up to this stage. I want to believe it will keep on helping me.” I answered, focusing all my attention on the steak that was right before me. I wasn’t enjoying the conversation, but I didn’t want to just ignore him. What would be my response if he asks me what’s wrong with me? That’s de