Crises in Love novel Chapter 70

Jaylan laughed warmly, giving our son a casual pat on the head, "Let's go!"

Probert looked at me with wide, timid eyes, unmoving. I walked over and took Probert's small hand, giving it a small shake, "Let's go! We're heading home."

With that, I led Probert out, not looking back.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hazel emerge from her room, her face stormy as she watched us leave. I didn't bother saying goodbye.

Respect is a two-way street and I saw no reason to warm up to her cold demeanor.

Just as we were about to leave, Hazel called out from behind us, "Make sure you send him back in a few days!"

I thought to myself, Send him back? Not here, that's for sure.

I didn't rush home with Probert. Instead, we leisurely strolled, eating food he enjoyed and visiting places he wanted to see. He seemed happy, though he didn't talk much, occasionally glancing towards Jaylan who was always at our side.

I had a hunch that Probert's life at his grandmother's was far from carefree.

Intuition told me he and Jaylan, his father, were strangers. Which meant...Jaylan didn't visit Probert often.

Thinking about this, an image of a photo of Jaylan, Marissa, and their child at a theme park, a picture of familial bliss, flashed in my mind.

My heart clenched and I felt a surge of anger. I wanted to tear that suave and cultured mask of Jaylan to shreds.