Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 72

Marissa quickly said, "Perhaps another time. I'm sorry, Mr. Dawson! My son knows you, you know.

Whenever he comes to the office, you always jokingly make him call you 'Dad' and even buy him

snacks. He remembers all that!"

Jaylan simply laughed, "Oh... I see! No wonder he calls me 'Dad' with such sweetness!"

Marissa gave an awkward grin, her facial muscles tensed up.

"Alright then, let's arrange another time!" Seeing Jaylan still standing there, I pointed to the shopping

bags and said, "Honey, go and settle the bill for those bags. We'll take all of them!"

Marissa instinctively glanced towards the counter. The items waiting to be packed were all limited

edition pieces recently arrived. Her expression stiffened for a moment, but soon fleeted.

Then she grabbed her son's hand and said, "Mrs. Dawson, we need to go, his father is here to pick us

up!"

"Sure! Bring your husband next time, we should all get together!" I replied with a sincere smile.

A twitch appeared at the corner of Marissa's mouth. She gave Jaylan a quick smile, grabbed her son's

hand and hurried off, disappearing from my sight like she was running away.

The poor child kept turning back, staring at the stern-faced Jaylan.

"Honey," I looked at Jaylan with a pointed expression. "You know, the kid really does resemble you!

The way he gazes at you... Anyone who didn't know better would think he's your son!"

Jaylan's face turned dark. "Allie, don't say things like that!"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Look at you, so serious! I was just joking!"

In my heart though, I was thrilled. Secret affairs always remain secret, even if it involves your own son,

you dare not acknowledge him in front of me!

I turned to the cashier and instructed, "Pack all these for me! You can deliver it."

As he handed over his credit card, Jaylan asked with a slightly troubled expression, "Do we need all

these?"

I retorted, "Having second thoughts? Your mother said I look like a beggar, a disgrace to the Dawson

family. Now that the Dawson family's reputation is already ruined, don't you want to spend a little

money to make it look better?"

He didn't say a word, just handed over his card reluctantly.

We shopped until the car was filled to the brim. Feeling satisfied, I gave the command to head home.

Jaylan looked visibly relieved. His face softened considerably.

Back at home, I asked Zora to move all the stuff into my room while I went with Probert to his room.

Zora wanted to tidy up his room, but I refused. I wanted to take care of Probert's daily needs myself.

Despite being tired after hours of shopping, I insisted on giving Probert a bath myself.

He was awkward throughout, covering his private parts all the time, looking utterly adorable.

After tidying up, I put my arm around Probert's shoulder and asked, "Probert, are you happy?"

He blinked at me, his face full of varied expressions, but he didn't say anything.

I encouraged him, "Tell Mom, okay?"

"You're not happy?" I asked him intentionally since he wasn't saying anything.

He nodded, his gaze dropping.

"Did your grandmother never take you out to play when you were at her house?" I asked tentatively. I From NôvelDrama.Org.

felt there was something wrong with Probert's mood and since we were alone now, I wanted to

understand what it was.

On hearing my question, Probert shook his head, playing with his small hand.

I had a hunch that Probert had been neglected in the Dawson family. This was evident from his

grandmother's harsh words towards him when I entered the Dawson residence today.

His excitement and joy when we were out today confirmed my suspicions.

I held Probert close and gave him a kiss, "From now on, Mom will take you out more often! During the

summer holidays, Mom will take you, your sister and your little brother out, okay?"

Sure enough, my words piqued his interest. He looked up at me, cautiously asking, "Really?"

"Of course, Mom's illness is all better now!" I emphasized this as I didn't know what Zora had told the

kids in the video which scared them off. But I knew this wasn't the right time to ask Probert about it.

I lay down with him on the bed, intending to coax him into talking more. But then, Jaylan walked in.

Seeing Probert and me on the bed, he also sat down next to us, looking at Probert.

Clearly, Probert's relaxed expression tightened up again.