My Beautiful Bartender

Strongwoman

Alden limps down instantly as Axel walks into his room, disrupting the show of his approach with Rosella.

Axel clutches Rosella's body tightly "Mommy isn't papa?" ask the little boy.

"gapa boy, don't worry" replied Rosella kissing Axel's forehead.

Axel stared intently at his Daddy. . whereas Alden frowned receiving a dislike gaze from his son.

"Daddy don't hurt my Mommy" said the tiny lips that kept Rosella laughing.

"Mommy's fine boy" said Rosella pinching the squashy round cheeks.

"anyways, until Mommy leaves again, it's all Daddy's fault" he threatened.

"Axel, that was Daddy hugging your Mommy so that your Mommy can't be far from Daddy. . . she said you want baby-sitting"

"stop dad!" rosella jolts when Alden wants to say more than that.

"aaaaaa. . . .Axel wants to get a baby huaaaa" Axel cried recalling that he wanted a cute little baby sister like his friend the other day.

"cup. .cup. .boy if you still cry gini how you can take care of baby sister" said Rosella calming.

"just want a baby sister!" axel said.

"iya-iya, Daddy will love you" Alden said lightly

"dad!" jolt Rosella again

"he won't be silent if you don't say yes" Alden said seriously because he was. All along whatever his son's request he would have granted.

"it's all because you're overindulging her" Rosella said

"obviously!, he's my son" Alden said unknowingly, which left Rosella's heart torn by such a painful word. because even though Axel was not his flesh and blood he had already promised himself he would regard Axel as his own son.

Rosella fell silent and lowered her gaze .

"rose, that's not what I meant" Alden said feeling guilty.

Rosella stood looking at Axel who was still silent "boy Mommy wants to take a shower first yes" he said and left without caring about Alden who was there.

Rosella closed the bathroom door and leaned there, her chest tight as she recalled Alden's words.

for whatever I love Axel as much as my own son. . .

she wiped away her tears that fell without excuse, she was a strong woman who would not shed her tears in front of Alden.

Rosella always hid her sadness, buried deep in all the wounds she had received without having to show it to anyone, including her mother. . .

maybe his mother never saw him cry all this time. . because he always cried himself in silence. he did not want anyone to know about the wounds in his struggle that so bitter. .

Having to bash himself without a father figure beside him, she became a strong woman standing on her own footstool. .

he always made sure his mother ate well, although he had to endure hunger during the day and night. . .

so I know very well why my mother betrothed me to Alden. . she did not want me to live in misery because of poverty. . .

Rosella flushed all over her body with running water in the shower. . .

closed his eyes, pondering how far his life had traveled all this time.

only one he expects now, the happiness of a perfect and whole family. .

but why does it feel like it is not considered by Alden. . .

Alden was still waiting for Rosella in front of the bathroom door, feeling very guilty for the woman who was his wife.

"why?" rosella asked as she came out of the bathroom and was fully dressed.

"where you going?" alden asked, watching Rosella's clothes.

"bar" replied Rosella lightly and then headed for the dresser.

"you work?" ask Alden

"Hem" a short answer from Rosella

"just take a break, I'll ask your boss for permission"

Rosella glanced cynically at Alden "my workday is less than a week, let me enjoy my time".

"alright" Alden said.

"oh yes one more" said Rosella who has been carrying her bag.

"what mom?" ask Alden

mom?, Rosella's inner shock

"i'll be home late, today there's a new trial menu. . . I have to mix it up and taste it, and will stay at Mimi's apartment alone afraid of getting drunk.

"can't!"

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