Crises in Love novel Chapter 118

It was a rare sight to have Jaylan's mother, Hazel, visit us. Today, she made an unexpected appearance.

Walking through the door, she noticed Carl throwing a tantrum and she grumbled, "Only you could make a simple babysitting task feel like a barnyard meltdown."

I chuckled lightly and replied, "Yeah, I can't do it like you, Hazel. I can't just yell at them and threaten to spank them every time."

Hazel was about to refute when Jaylan walked in, he was clutching a bag in his hand. His eyes widened in surprise at the sight of his mother, and he asked curtly, "What brings you here?"

Presumably, he was wary since Hazel's visits usually spelled trouble. After all, she had created quite a mess at Marissa's place.

Recognizing the sarcasm in Jaylan's words, Hazel retorted, "I just wanted to see my grandkids. How long has it been since you brought Probert back home? When are you planning on returning him to me?"

I scoffed silently at her question. Return him? That would ruin my boy.

Hazel plopped down on the couch, her face twisted in annoyance. Spotting Probert, who was engrossed with his Lego set, she called out to him, "Probert, didn't you notice I’m here?"

"Say hello to your grandma," I nudged, knowing well that Probert wasn't too keen on his grandmother, but manners were important.

"Hello grandma," Probert muttered, not looking up from his Lego.

"Such disrespect! Ungrateful child! I've spoiled you for nothing," Hazel grumbled.

Hearing her harsh words, I finally lost my patience and said, "Hazel, don't be so hard on the kids. They have feelings too."

"What do these little brats know about feelings? If you don't discipline them now, they'll turn out to be good for nothing," Hazel argued.

I didn't bother arguing with her. I wasn't going to stoop to her level. The Dawson family was a mess, and I wasn't going to let them drag me down with them.