Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Eleven Twelve

In the dining room, leaving Azziel who was putting his breakfast into his mouth carelessly. Next to him, the grandfather seemed painstakingly wiping the food scraps on his grandson's lips. He occasionally feeds oats with low-fat milk to himself.

"For Pa!" Harris put the phone next to his breakfast. Then he landed his body in a chair.

"Hem.." the never-aging old man seemed reluctant to distract him from his granddaughter.

A sneer full of annoyance wrapped around Harris' lips. She was always jealous when she was ignored even with her child.

"Marriage again, it's still worth having a baby!"

At once Mr. Dirga turned his head, looking intently at his son. "You like to talk recklessly! There is a recurrent Papa hypertension seeing you and your stepmother will continue to fight. You're kind of friendly with new people!"

Harris could not answer, as his mouth was full of his favorite half-baked egg loaf.

Clontang...

"You really are Harris's son, Ziel!" Grandpa Dirga massaged his forehead. Seeing his grandson who can't stay for a moment. Even if it just goes unnoticed.

The entire meal spilled onto the floor, in shambles, filling the apron on his chest, the clothes, and the tiny hands flattened out what was left on his desk.

Baby sitter Azziel who heard the noise immediately approached. As if he had memorized it, he had already brought cleaning supplies. Originally, he wanted to clear Azziel first, but the boy was hysterical as his body lifted.

Harris got up from his chair, "Let me!"

Wet wipes are always available at the dinner table. Still, the boy splashed the food that had been mixed with the milk he spilled.

"Azziel be quiet! Let Papa clean his body!" Harris began to clean Azziel's face.

The aerospace who had been watching his son was just smiling. It did not appear in his eyes that his son was arrogant and rude. There is only one man who is warm and loves his family.

"You'll get me a change of clothes, free to clean, but the clothes are still dirty!" Sela Dirga during the cleanup event was never finished.

"Azziel why, Bang?" Harris turned his head, Kira was walking up to him followed by two babysitters with one boy each in their hands.

"This is Yang, the food is spilled!"

Kira's breathing was so heavy. "Remain with breakfast, let me take care of Azziel!"

Deftly Kira picked up Azziel and brought her to the room. Again, without the cries or protests of Azziel.

"Don't Azziel, you'll be conquered by him!" Dirga said at the sight of Harris so stunned to see his wife easily carrying Azziel.

Harris simply snorted with a tired expression. His three children were not well, his attitude was completely beyond Harris' expectations.

The filling bread that was half the yolk of his egg melted on the plate, was only looked at by him. There was no intention of spending breakfast that had not aroused his taste anymore, but, again, he did not want to make his wife throw his energy free. To just touch him.

Harris's eyelids closed for a moment before stuffing the cold bread into his mouth. Unlike Agiel, the boy was calmer while eating. Even now the breakfast is only half.

"Pa, I'm leaving first!" Harris wiped the corner of his lips while getting up. Throwing a tissue on his old plate. He took his cell phone and pressed it into his front pocket. Dirga just nodded, glimpsing his son. The old man scrolled his phone.

Just as Harris took one step, Agiel screamed hysterically. His hands stretched forward, reaching toward his Papa. Raising his body and stomping slowly, while speaking indistinctly.

"Mfa.pa....pa..pa,"

"Agiel is the same! We're playing in the back!" Persuade the babysitter who just worked about 2 months at home. But it seems Agiel refused, and instead grew hysterical.

Again, the drama happened. There was nothing the man could do but follow the will of his son. For a moment he lifted his gaze towards his Papa who was just slacking his shoulders.

"If it's Azziel, he'll want Papa to take him!" Right, Agiel is a voter. Even his Grandfather and Utinya he just rejected it outright.

However, the boy's laughter instantly evaporated his frustration, as his body landed on Papa's chest. "You happy now?" harris asked with tightly clenched teeth. Anxious until his nose rubs gently with his son's cheeks are quite stye. Keep walking towards the front door.

"Agiel would like to be taken to the office, sir?" Johan was so surprised to see Harris taking Agiel to the car.

Harris nodded. "It shouldn't be, but don't know later if you don't want to split!" Agiel's hands were still moving everywhere, the boy seemed to want to get into the car.

"Jo, drop off all schedules this morning to after lunch, and for later afternoons, move all the way to tomorrow!" After a moment of thought, it seemed that was the best path. Harris still can't guess what this boy wants, after all.

Johan raised his hand, accompanied by a soft trinket, a sign that he could do nothing. Even if the client this time, will bring in millions of dollars in profit.

Johan's hand grabbed his pants pocket, picked up the phone and began to give him such disappointing news.

From inside the house, Kira ran to her husband. Just as Harris landed his body behind the wheel. Placing Agiel in front of him, his little hand shook the wheel firmly.

"Dear Agiel, Papa wants to work, son! Come with Mama!" Harris's outstretched hand rubbed his wife's tired, sweaty face. Those sharp-eyed beads seemed to feel guilty.

"Agiel can play whatever Agiel wants, we go for a walk or to Aunt Nina's house!" Agiel's powerful arm is the answer. He's still engrossed in the steering wheel and some levers and buttons in this car.

"Where's jazziel?" Harris's gaze swept back across the face.

"Inside the same Mommy!" Kira's head was slightly broken to the side, before returning to pay attention to her husband.

"We'll just take it to the office, Agiel won't be able to calm down until his will is followed!"

Kira let out her lips, "True, he's your son! Eleven twelve is the same as you, Bang!"

Harris chuckled, looking at the irritated expression of his wife returning home, preparing for the Twin's needs. While Harris arranged the trip this morning.

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jan was surprised if I labeled it end🤭

I will continue the extra part (EP) or BC(bonus chapter)....

May I still be faithful to ya🤭

support friends all is an injection of spirit for me🥰

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