Chapter 8: Chapter 8



Chester, who had come after them, couldn’t help but hold his forehead when he saw the situation.

It was all over.

The girl and the tyrant were at it again.

Pete was stubborn and obstinate.

Justin was domineering. Everything usually went well if Pete was obedient, but as soon as he refused to behave, chaos would undoubtedly break out at home.

He was thinking of calling his family and asking them to save his little nephew when he realized that the tyrant had suddenly stopped in his tracks. A slight surprise appeared on his countenance.

The few warm drops on his neck stunned Justin and froze him on the spot.

This can’t be…

He loosened his grip a little and was immediately met with an unruly little face.

Cherry was crying loudly and her sobs were shaking her little body. She touched Justin’s face with her hand. “Daddy… You’re Daddy…”

Justin was speechless.

His son always had a sullen look on his face, but his facial expression was much more animated at that moment. Big tears were rolling down his dark eyes.

It made one feel extraordinarily…helpless.

“Don’t cry anymore.”

Justin said in a hoarse voice. Then, he reached out awkwardly, trying to wipe away his tears. However, a soft little hand grasped his fingers instead. “Daddy!”

At last she had a father.

She was no longer a little girl who had crawled out of a rock.

Although Cherry was lively and outgoing, she felt terrible envy every time she saw other children being lifted into the air by their fathers.

Her soft voice made Justin swallow the “Real men don’t cry” line he was about to say.

Pete was only five years old. He was still a boy.

His heart, normally hard and tough, softened a little.

With a sullen look, Justin chided, “Oh, now you are. Crying and making a fuss just for some food?”

Despite that, he put Cherry down in an unprecedented move.

Cherry held her big hand tightly, as if afraid that what was already in the bag…uh, afraid that her father would disappear. She looked up and said, “Let’s have dinner together, Dad.”

Justin pursed his lips and looked at his watch. “I only have an hour.”

Chester, who had already been gaping for some time, was speechless.

In the past, Pete had always preferred to starve and be punished rather than give in. Had he been enlightened?

Cherry was terribly excited – she had found such a handsome father! Whether he was really her father or not, it was absolutely no loss!

The world of an appearance-obsessed fan was that simple!

“Eat this, Dad! This is expensive!”

“Don’t just drink the juice, Dad. It’s too filling and you won’t be able to eat much.”

Justin looked solemnly at his son, who was behaving like a totally different person. Meanwhile, Chester, who was sitting next to him, whispered, “Justin, has Pete been possessed?”

“…”

After choosing what she wanted to eat, Cherry took Justin’s hand and walked over to the table in the corner. “Dad, Mom’s over there.”

Justin’s vision followed her finger and he saw the woman in the corner again.

She was lying lazily on the comfortable couch, eyes closed as if everything going on around her had nothing to do with her, and indifferent as if she were cut off from the world.

She was supporting her cheek with one hand while holding her fork with the other as she ate absentmindedly. There was an inexplicable charm in her movements.

Her fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints. Those fingers were very agile and flexible, very suitable for playing the piano. They were very beautiful.

In front of her, a child was sitting with her back to them. As the child was very short, only the top of her hair could be seen. It was probably her daughter.

Justin withdrew his gaze and looked at Cherry solemnly. “She’s not your mommy.”

“She’s my mommy.”

With a cold stare, Justin bowed. “Remember this, Pete. Don’t trust any woman, especially…beautiful ones.”

Cherry’s eyes widened.

Pity?

It really would be pity only if she didn’t accept Mom!

Her eyes suddenly reddened. “If you don’t recognize her as my mommy, then you’re not my daddy!”

“…”

Justin looked disgusted. His sullen gaze was as if he wanted to pierce people, and even the mole in the corner of his eye felt scrutinizing.

How had that woman bewitched his son?

She’d actually made Pete say something like that!

Y…

Suddenly realizing something, he asked, “Did you go downstairs with her?”

Cherry replied, “Of course.”

It was just what he had thought.

I knew it. Why would Pete want pizza all of a sudden?

Justin scoffed. That woman was still flirting with another man downstairs this afternoon, and now she was trying to seduce him using his son again.

It seemed the verbal warning she’d given him last night wasn’t enough.

He turned around sharply. “Don’t talk to her anymore.”

Cherry was confused.

She looked at her mother with aggravation, then looked at her big, tall father. Finally, she gritted her teeth and left with Justin.

She wanted to help Mom get Dad home.

“Dad, isn’t my mom beautiful? She’s even more beautiful than the famous ones. If you marry her, how stunning would she be when you date her in the future?”

Justin was perplexed.

What kind of indecent things did the woman say to his son?

…

Nora, who was eating slowly, was about to fall asleep.

Her daughter was being exceptionally sensible tonight. The child, who is usually very picky, had surprisingly not picked out the carrots and had eaten them all. It just took her a long time to eat.

She was a little worried. “Are you eating too much?”

Pete rubbed his round belly. He knew he would probably be punished by the tyrant when he returned.

He had lingered for over an hour because he was reluctant to part with Mom. When he heard her, he pursed his lips and said, “I’m going to get another pie.

“… Go ahead.”

The corners of Nora’s lips twitched a little. Then, she leaned back and closed her eyes.

At the same time, Cherry took the opportunity while the others grabbed their belongings to sneak back and check on Nora. When she discovered how sleepy she looked, she felt a little sorry for her.

Having dinner with her was already taking up a lot of her sleep.

Still, she had accompanied Dad and abandoned Mom. He shouldn’t have done that.

Cherry came over and sighed. “Are you sleepy, Mommy? Let’s go back.”

The little girl finally filled out.

Nora stretched and let out an “Okay.” Then he took her by the hand and walked out of the restaurant.

A minute later, Pete returned, only to see the table empty. The light in his eyes slowly faded and his shoulders slumped as well.

At that moment, a deep voice came from behind him. “Time’s up.”

Pete’s little body shuddered. When he turned around, he saw the tyrant standing impatiently behind him.

He knew he would be scolded without a doubt when they got home.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Justin reached down and picked him up. He even asked him, “Are you full?”.

Pete was puzzled.

Had the tyrant decided to turn over a new leaf today?

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In the first class presidential suite.

Ding!

Nora was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang. She asked impatiently, “Who is it?”

An unfamiliar male voice reached her. “My name is Hunt, Miss Smith.”

Hunt?

Nora stood up and called out, “Open the door, Cherry.”

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