Chapter 22

What can I say but, "What's funny?!" that I smirk in its direction? or within its query?

I made a pledge to laugh at the same time as he exclaimed, "You're kidding, sir," and even slapped his shoulder.

I told Sir Xander, "All right, just go to sleep. I'll go upstairs first." I then up the stairs and entered my chamber.

What sort of a query is that? How do I like you? Funny, huh? What makes me like him.

I went to bed early in the hopes of waking up early the next morning, but just as I closed my eyes, I suddenly remembered my previous dream. I can't help but get up and look out the window because I have the feeling that someone is there.

I was only shaken; I didn't see anything weird outside. I can't help but call it "the strange pa den."

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I rose early to prepare breakfast for Sir Xander before heading out. I heard what sounded like a car outside as I was cooking here, so I quickly finished and looked to see who it was. When Mrs. Ferrer spotted me, she came over to me right away.

I questioned her, "What are you doing here?" Is he going to see Xander? Will he meet me instead?

I just nodded in response. "I brought food for my son, the meat in the refrigerator will go down, am I right? I know you haven't memorized this place yet."

How did nys learn that it was happening? Messaged her Sir Xander? Or perhaps there are CCTVs in her son's home?

The male driver was just standing upright; if he could stand up, he would have looked like a soldier. I was shaken and I just helped him carry the food he was carrying. I was just looking at it with my wife. Ferrer and I were the only ones to completely miss his blink.

Does he not wish to assist us? It's fortunate that Mrs. didn't let him go. On my first day here, Ferrer was acting in a similar manner.

It's just staring at the stairs, "Is my son still asleep?"

He replied, "Come on, we'll drive you to the place you're staying at," and I begged him to wait until I got something in the room so that we could go sooner.

Should I wake Sir Xander up?

I simply nodded and followed him on foot after hearing, "Don't, he'll wake up when he's hungry."

When we got in the automobile, Mrs. and I were seated side by side. Ferrer.

Because this place is so calm, I chose to talk.

I asked her, "Do you know what Xander's favorite dish is?"

I'm unsure because he consumes all of the food that will be offered to him and is unable to make a selection.

She is the mother, although she is unaware of the favorite meal of her own child? Mrs. Ferrer mused that they are not that close and that he does not converse excessively.

I started to say, "Last night we were mocking each other," but the car abruptly halted, causing me to hit my head on the seat in front.

The driver was only gazing at me and Mrs. Ferrer when I turned to look at him. Pretty anxious if asked, "B-why? Is there a problem?" Why do people even look at me that way? I must have done something wrong.

Mrs. made a sign. Ferrer to operate it once more before turning to face me.

"Nagaran ija? What do you mean?"

I just blinked when I thought back to last night. "Ahm, what," I said.

Sir Xander was placed on top, and I kissed his neck after that. I even tried to touch it.

I covered my mouth right away. No way, Elyse—is that what I'm going to say to Mrs. Ferrer? You'll be forced to think a lot as a result! Possibly, you won't be forced to return to her son's home; instead, you'll be fired.

I stacked it with the food and meat we were carrying and responded, "Yes, I guess... I haven't woken him up yet because I just finished cooking for him."

Oh, he's all right. Is this where you're going to eat?

Nice timing ni Mrs. Ferrer, I just finished cooking when he arrived. "Ayyy, I'm not going to eat with Mindy and my son at the same time. That's why I woke up really early so I can leave early."

He replied, "Come on, we'll drive you to the place you're staying at," and I begged him to wait until I got something in the room so that we could go sooner.

Should I wake Sir Xander up?

I simply nodded and followed him on foot after hearing, "Don't, he'll wake up when he's hungry."

When we got in the automobile, Mrs. and I were seated side by side. Ferrer.

Because this place is so calm, I chose to talk.

I asked her, "Do you know what Xander's favorite dish is?"

I'm unsure because he consumes all of the food that will be offered to him and is unable to make a selection.

She is the mother, although she is unaware of the favorite meal of her own child? Mrs. Ferrer mused that they are not that close and that he does not converse excessively.

I started to say, "Last night we were mocking each other," but the car abruptly halted, causing me to hit my head on the seat in front.

The driver was only gazing at me and Mrs. Ferrer when I turned to look at him. Pretty anxious if asked, "W-why? Is there a problem?" Why do people even look at me that way? I must have done something wrong.

He gazed at me after Mrs. Ferrer gave the command to drive it once more.

Why do you use the term asaran ija?

I just blinked when I thought back to last night. "Ahm, what," I said.

Sir Xander was placed on top, and I kissed his neck after that. I even tried to touch it.

I covered my mouth right away. No way, Elyse—is that what I'm going to say to Mrs. Ferrer? You'll be forced to think a lot as a result! Possibly, you won't be forced to return to her son's home; instead, you'll be fired.

Where if said, "Heheh, in my dream. I mean, only in a dream."

I said, "Maybe I merely dreamed of Sir Xander because I was thrilled to meet him.

"Oh, I didn't realize you were being so sarcastic. Anyway, give me updates on what he's doing or if there's anything odd about him, and then let me know when he starts talking so I can start to get to know him better."

In what he was asking me to do, it felt as though I was his spy.

"Uh, may I inquire as to why I must tell you all that?"

I don't want it to stay away from me for the rest of my life, look at me old. I don't want to pass away before Xander and I are okay, I want them to get to know each other well. "Like I told you, we're not that close to each other.

How well-versed on his own son are you? What does it therefore indicate that he wants them to be alright before he passes away? Why? Are they fighting or are they okay? I believe I also feel terrible for this mother and daughter's personal struggle because of their situation.

Then congratulations for taking so long; I hope you'll be the last. By the way, isn't he firing you? "Don't worry, I'll raise your salary."

He always says to go, but I don't just listen to him, thus he's getting fired.

He said sincerely, "Good, just keep it up," and he didn't say another word.

After a short while, we arrived in front of Mindy's house. I grinned and got out of the car, "Thank you so much for transporting Mrs. Ferrer."

I turned around as I heard my daughter call out, "Mommy? Mommy!"

Elizabeth quickly gave me a bear embrace, and I returned the favor.

I started crying as I saw it crying, "Mommy, I miss you!"

She gave me a slow nod when I questioned if she had really cried because she missed mommy. Because of his actions, I simply grinned, wiped his tears from his cheek, and raised him.

I'm heavy, mom, don't do that.

He smiled and just hugged me, saying, "Mommy, you're still a baby, even if you're too big and too heavy, I'll still lift you."

Elizabeth instantly vanished inside, which is why I called out, "Elyse! You're already here."

Have you finished eating?

We went inside Mindy's house and sat Elizabeth in the chair. "Hmm, I just finished cooking. Let's eat inside first."

I suddenly recalled what you had said you would do if he had a phone on him. Did I just remember that I was shaken and given a slap on the forehead? I then lacked the funds to even purchase it. I'm not the type of person who really owes money, but if it's for Elizabeth then I'll do it; I can set aside my pride just for my daughter. Hayst must have owed or made an advance payment to Mrs. Ferrer.

a mother does everything she possibly can for her child. I now comprehend what my mother had said to me before. She was working really hard merely to buy clothes and food for me; she had already neglected to care for herself. She never considers anyone else before me.

"Elyse?"

Someone gave me the shoulder shake to bring me back to the present. I asked Mindy, who was now standing next to me, "Huh?"

If I'm the only one who hasn't eaten yet and they're ready to finish, notice if they're saying, "Eat it, aren't you hungry yet."

I was frowned upon by the query, "Mommy, are you okay?"

I'm fine, sweetie, let's go eat there. I just suddenly remembered something.

He asked angrily, "Who do you remember, huh? Daren or Xander?" so I hugged him. If whispered in its ear, shout "Crazy!"

After I finished eating, I assisted my kid with his sketching homework. I'm pretty talented at sketching, but when I entered a contest in middle school, the students who were friends with the judges constantly loathed me, and I occasionally experienced bullying. They simply deceive to become so wealthy!

Why do I still participate, they ask me? He claimed that since he is only a stick figure, I am unfit for the drawing contest and that if I complete sketching and color it, I will go too far. Is it my fault that my peers keep pressuring me to join?

He even gave me a surprised expression as he asked, "Mommy, you said you're good at sketching."

Yes, do you not like your mother's drawing? Ah, it's alright.

'Mommy, the dog that Teacher is drawing us to is not a dog with ribs, it's more like a skeleton,' I said. 'Perhaps the teacher thinks we have a dog and then you have that body, maybe he thinks we don't feed him.'

It doesn't appear to like my drawing, so I'm not sure whether I should laugh or cry.

Mommy only helped you, but you helped me."

"So you said I could make this drawing, mama, and you volunteered to help me."

It rubbed its head and asked, "Eh? Do you know how to draw?" It scowled, "Maybe, I guess... I don't know if it's alright for me to draw mama."

I parted her hair and said, "What are you honey, when you're the one who did it undoubtedly lovely!"

"Oh, I saw her sketching yesterday, don't you know that your daughter Elyse has a flair for drawing. I saw her drawing, this oh look! She put it in the garbage because she was in the middle, she took a picture of it, and she took it out of the paper, she took it I just don't.

When I saw the document that Mindy had handed me, I raised my two eyebrows. My son is still young, so I'll work on improving this. A boy, you're not that good at drawing eyes, and your eyebrows aren't evenly spaced, but it's okay, it's still lovely. wait? This boy is unknown.

I asked him with great attention, "Who is Elizabeth?" He blinked and scratched his neck.

I laid the document on the table and faced him with my arms crossed, saying, "Elizabeth, I'm waiting for your answer."

I turned to Mindy, who was staring at my son, and she said, "Pfft, I know who that is."

"Aunt Mindy too!"

It imitates my kid and then exclaims, "Aunt Mindy too!" while laughing.

The phrase is Mindy, "That's Casper, Elyse, your boss's mother's roommate."

Elizabeth could no longer direct her gaze toward me as I continued to stare at her. "Oh, I see. Casper..."

Admit it to your mother first, Casper, you did indeed crush that kid, didn't you?"

This Mindy is really irritating.

You can't crush that sweetheart because you don't know how to wash your own underwear.

So, Aunt Mindy taught me how to wash Mommy yesterday. Aba-aba! It truly desires to crush that, ah.

However, I'm still unable to do that because you are still a baby.

I only nodded, "I'll leave you there first, I'll make some meals for later."

When I change the subject, it seems like it will start crying soon. "Where did you inherit huh? Your dad doesn't know how to draw either." That's how I felt back then when I had a crush and my mother forbade it because I was still so young. It's just cute to look at because, other from painting, Elizabeth seemed to have inherited everything from me.

He immediately added, chuckling, "Maybe I'm not your true child." I laughed at what he said.

While saying, "You're really just kidding!" he tickled her.

When Mindy abruptly called my name, I stopped flirting with her. Mindy hurried over to me and said, "Elyse!" "Your ex-husband added me on Facebook yesterday, and I accepted," he said. "He wants to talk to you."

I scowled and peered at his phone before asking, "What?

They may have spoken yesterday for sure, so you don't want to answer his calls; he just wants to say hello to Elizabeth. Why did he do that, Hayst?

I warned you that you were already here. I sprang to my feet and yanked Mindy's hand from Elizabeth's grasp.

that I've arrived already? Was I told to leave by him?

He shook his head in response to the question, "Wait, what did you tell Daren? Did you tell him about my employment today?." He was unable to respond.

I'm just shocked because I find it hard to imagine he told Daren that. He shouldn't tell, shouldn't he? Maybe we spoke!

"Sorry, just slipped, Elyse,"

Mindy, "Sh*t!"