The Escort Man's

JESSLYN OLSEN'S

"You're Jesslyn's real father, Oscar Petrichor!" One sentence thrown by Mitch instantly made Oscar freeze.

Jesslyn? That shitty girl? Oscar's real daughter?

Is this a joke?

Oscar doesn't even remember that he had sex with Naomi.

How did he become the biological father of Jesslyn?

Is Mitch drunk and delirious?

"Don't joke, Mitch!"

"I can't be Jesslyn's real father!" Oscar mutters and continues to try to release Mitch's checks in both hands.

"I'm not kidding, Oscar! Jesslyn really is your daughter!"

"He looks like you're stubborn and annoying, doesn't he?" Ejek Mitch laughs at Oscar.

"Fuck, You!" Maki Oscar is angry.

"Take me off, Mitch!" Ronta Oscar was once again at his best before Mitch let go of the man.

"You motherfucker!" Oscar attacks Mitch, but the man is evasive.

"Jesslyn's not my daughter!" Oscar was angry again.

"Naomi told me, Osh!" Sergey Mitch is both stubborn.

"Impossible! That's the privacy that Naomi has been guarding!"

"It's impossible for him to open his privacy to you!"

"You're the jerk who betrayed Naomi!" Oscar didn't stop yelling at Mitch.

"It's up to you to believe it or not!" Mitch pointed at Oscar.

"Or you can ask Naomi about this fact!" Mitch's mouth before the man's tail caught a shadow running into the house, from the front door that was half open.

Jesslyn!

Could it be that the girl hasn't slept and eavesdropped on all the talk of Oscar and Mitch?

Mitch rushes to leave Oscar, who is just sitting on the porch, and the man goes back inside to make sure.

"Jess!" Call Mitch who goes straight to Jesslyn's room downstairs. The door is closed tightly.

"Jess!" Call Mitch again while trying to open Jesslyn's door knob. As usual, the door was locked from the inside.

Mitch shuts up for a while, then sticks his ear to Jesslyn's door to see if Jesslyn had eavesdropped or not.

Nothing was heard from the room!

"Jess, I'll take you to see Mom in the morning" Mitch said, knocking on Jesslyn's door. But still no answer.

Maybe Mitch just saw it wrong!

Maybe Jesslyn was still sleeping and the girl didn't eavesdrop!

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"Good morning, Miss Jesslyn!" The driver who used to take Jesslyn to school. It was morning and Naomi's house was still quiet.

Three years of living in her big house, Jesslyn spent more time in her room. Playing cell phones while stuffing her ears tightly with headphones is Jesslyn's favorite thing for three years.

Jesslyn did not answer the driver's greeting and just sat still, as the car slowly started to drive away from Naomi's house. The driver who drove Jesslyn was the same driver who also often drove Oscar somewhere.

The car has gone into the highway. Jesslyn suddenly moved to the front seat, and of course this made the driver a little surprised.

"Miss-on"

"I'll meet Mom!" Jesslyn orders while pointing a pair of scissors at the driver next to her.

"But I don't know where Miss Naomi is"

"Don't lie!" Snapping Jesslyn fierce and brave. The girl was still pointing the tip of her scissors towards the driver's neck.

"Well, Miss Jesslyn!" The driver Jesslyn finally answered. The car turns the direction at the next turn. And after walking for about twenty minutes, the car turned to a hospital in the city center. Jesslyn was silent as she stared straight ahead, until the car stopped in the parking lot in front of the hospital.

Naomi had not been home for four days and Jesslyn suddenly felt anxious and wondered what kind of pain Mom was in.

"What's the pain?" Jesslyn finally asked the driver, after the man next to her finished calling Mitch.

"I don't know, Miss! I never went inside to see Miss Naomi's condition" replied the driver honestly.

No more questions from Jesslyn, and after fifteen minutes, Mitch arrived and approached Jesslyn's car.

"Sorry, Mr. Mitch!" Jesslyn's chauffeur responded only with a sigh and a headband by Mitch.

Mitch immediately invites Jesslyn down and the two immediately step inside the hospital.

"You heard about my conversation with Oscar earlier today?" Guess Mitch asked Jesslyn who only spoke a thousand languages after getting out of the car.

No response from Jesslyn!

Yes, Mitch forgot that this girl never wanted to talk to anyone but her mom and the driver. Somehow if Jesslyn's at school.

Whether he has friends or he's just aloof all day.

Jesslyn and Mitch climb onto the floor, where VIP-class treatment rooms line up neatly. Right in front of treatment room number 3, Mitch stopped his steps and looked at Jesslyn whose face was just flat.

"You want to go in alone or do I need to be with you?" Mitch asked which of course Mitch already knew the answer to.

No answer from Jesslyn!

All righty! Whatever!

Mitch slowly opened the treatment room door.

"I'll just wait outside so you can say anything to your Mommy!" Mitch had previously sent Naomi a message that Jesslyn was coming. Mitch doesn't want to shock the woman.

Mitch opened the treatment room door a little wide, then allowed Jesslyn to enter, before the man closed the treatment room door again.

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Jesslyn stared for a moment, as she looked at her face lying with an oxygen hose attached to her nose, and an infusion needle stuck in her hand.

"Jess! Missed you!" Sapa Naomi while reviewing a smile on the princess.

Jesslyn's lips suddenly throttled, and the nine-year-old girl ran to Naomi, then hugged her Mom who had been four days not Jesslyn saw.

"Sorry for worrying you, baby!" Naomi murmured while rubbing Jesslyn's back who was now crying as she pleased in Naomi's arms. That's when Naomi's mind drifted to the scene ten years ago, when she first realized she was pregnant with Jesslyn.

"Eight weeks." The doctor told Naomi about her age.

"Is it still possible to abort, Doc?" Naomi asked a little doubtfully.

To be honest, this pregnancy was completely out of Naomi's will. But this is also the result of Naomi's own carelessness. I don't know who is to blame now!

"Why?" Ask the doctor in front of Naomi while looking seriously at the twenty-five year old woman.

"I just asked," replied Naomi who suddenly had no other answer.

"The condition of her fetus is very healthy and there is no medical reason to support her aborting it," explained the Doctor who instantly made Naomi lower her face and sighed heavily.

"Is that?" Naomi muttered in worry.

"If you don't want the baby, at least let him live and don't deprive him of the right to live and grow!"

"You can leave it to a social care home after she's born and a lot of parents will adopt her, and give her affection!" The doctor handed Naomi a card containing an address.

It seemed like it was the address of the social parlour that the doctor was referring to earlier.

Naomi only sighed, before the woman left the doctor's room with the address card given by the doctor. Right after leaving the room, Naomi r*mas the address card and threw it into the trash.

"Mom will take care of you!"

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