SINGLE MOM.

chapter 4's

...Author point of view....

Jessie wanted to ask, but it felt bad if she asked the little boy she had just met. But Jessie thought, after all there is no harm in asking, after all this question is normal, for a young child that he just met at this time.

“Where are your parents?” jessie's question made the little girl speechless, realizing that her question had made the atmosphere become silent. Jessie wants to say something again. However,

“Nessie!” a strong cry was heard, making the entire restaurant, staring towards the direction where it was.

“Why did you leave Buna? Whyyy?! Buna is really worried.” body of the little girl, who is Nessie. Lifted up. He was carried by a woman who had just come in a hurry.

Jessie's like a bully now, she's willing to do anything, it's going awry. But Jessie felt that her existence here was not a wrong thing.

“Excuse me,” Jessie stepped closer to Nessie who was carrying her mother. The woman who was holding Nessie, looked at Jessie sharply.

But Jessie who is not aware of it, keeps smiling so much, “Your son is lost huh?” jessie asked nicely, having not gained any clarity from this situation.

What makes it uncomfortable is, when people actually look at it strange, vilifying, and as if judging it. Jessie assures that her clothes are still suitable to be brought into this five-star hotel, besides if excessive, the fall will be even tacky and too flashy.

“Hm, she was lost.” replied the woman was very cold, Jessie held back her upset, if only Nessie had not thrown a sweet look at her, maybe Jessie would have immediately berated the person before her.

‘Truly do not know yourself.’ Jessie said upset in her mind. He wants to immediately waltz away from here, the juice has been gulped out, then the arrival of a woman who seems to stamp her kidnapper.

Jessie smiled broadly at Nessie, “Until she meets Nessie again. Don't go away from your parents yes.” Jessie said attentively, Nessie nodded vigorously, her hands that wanted to float touched Jessie's cheeks restrained. When the woman he considered mother, reached for his hand.

Jessie held her eyes back from turning, she took a swing to walk as fast as she could. Jessie looked straight at her gaze, reluctant to look down, because she did not want to be stamped ugly and lowly. He should be as confident as possible.

Taps.

Taps.

Taps.

Suddenly the atmosphere suddenly quiet, which had started to get back crowded, all suddenly quiet. Jessie ignored that, walking out of the main glass door that shifted automatically.

Jessie walked a little fast, and almost ran. He forgot the black heels he was wearing, wearing heels was not difficult for him. Because she was a former model. Yet....

If used in this uncomfortable situation, it would make Jessie want to fall. His balance seemed to be nudged, unfortunately Jessie still forced herself to step. Till,

Bruck.

Jessie closed her eyes tightly, was humiliated at the restaurant, and she re-created a thing that again embarrassed her.

“Akh!” jessie reflexively shouted at a glance, she still closed her eyes tightly. I feel embarrassed to open it a little. Really feel embarrassed.

Looks like he has to come to the Doctor after this, or has to stay in the room all day, resting his ass...

Eh?!

How not to hurt?!

Jessie immediately opened her eyes, her eyes were rounded in surprise, her hands were clearly circular on the man's neck, now clutching even tighter.

Their views meet. Jessie's pulse seemed to stop. This is no ordinary hallucination. His heart raced twice as fast. Jessie saw a mature face from the man who managed to make her have feelings'.

The man who was supposed to play an important role in the growth and development of his son, Lauryn.

“Jessie?”

Damn it! The voice called him. Jessie felt all the cells in her body weaken, Jessie was no longer strong to survive. It's too sudden for him.

Everything went dark, when Jessie's eyes were closed, but it was completely closed because of her lost consciousness.

Faintly Jessie heard the dashing voice looking frantically wanting to wake her up. Jessie felt her body swing, so she could feel nothing more.

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Slowly the two eyelids opened, the body that was weak in the subconscious, has now started to move and adjust. Jessie opened her heavy eyes, and she surrounded her eyes after a while of a slow blink.

Jessie gasps to wake up, noticing her presence inside a foreign room. Jessie hurriedly lowered her legs to the cold floor.

“Aww.” ringis Jessie as her legs try to stand up, supporting her body. Jessie reflexes holding her hanky and heels.

“Your foot is bruised. The doctor had already given the ointment because of it. ” the baritone's voice resuscitated Jessie in pain. Jessie turned to the source of the voice. His eyes blinked.

Seeing the figure of the man who had made him lose consciousness. Troy. Troy walked over to Jessie, and he put his hands in his pants pocket. Jessie turned her eyes away, reluctant to focus on Troy. He tried to reach his feet.

Troy, who realized that, just crouched down next to Jessie's feet. Jessie slid her feet away from Troy's reach, when the man's hand was about to touch her heel.

Troy let out a long sigh, “I just want to help you.” Troy said raucously, Jessie just kept quiet, and was busy trying to lift one foot under her.

It turned out that the soles of his feet were completely bruised, like redness due to possible soreness. Or because of the pain, due to Jessie who walked impatiently and so pressed her legs.

“Where is the exit?” jessie asked indifferently, still unwilling to look at Troy, she lifted her face, watching her gaze in the entire room.

“I'll take you home.” replied Troy did not answer Jessie's question correctly.

“My car is in hotel. Where's the exit?” once again Jessie asked, Troy squirms his teeth holding back the upset. Due to his presence as it is not considered.

“My driver will take you home.”

“I can do it myself.”

“Your leg is bruised. You can't step on the spring.”

“Obundled.”

“Gosh! Please don't be stubborn!” Troy stood up from his position. He began to ride impatient black, because stubborn Jessie who he thought was still the same.

Jessie chuckles discordantly, “Hard-headed? What maintains my pride including stubbornness?” jessie asked sarcastically, trying to get up from her seat.

Although it feels painful, Jessie still forced it. Troy who was still digesting Jessie's words just now, became silent. He grabbed Jessie's shoulder, which was covered in a white T-shirt.

“I'll take you home. Whether you agree or not. I just want to help you.” said Troy kekeuh, without wanting to be denied. Jessie's body lifted, as Troy immediately switched to holding her, ala bridal style.

...Author point of view....