"Thank you for the meal." Jevin finished his meal quietly, not making a fuss as he ate every crumb on his plate. Meanwhile, Jennie could only watch her son lift his eyes to her.
"I will go back to my room," added the little boy monotonously. "Have a good day."
Jevin tilted his head down slightly, not showing any intention of staying with his mother. He jumped out of the table, leaving Jennie all alone. If not for his height, one would mistake him for an adult. It was quite scary how his action resembled Lisa's. It was like Lisa just shrunk in size.
"Jevy."
Jevin's steps halted while his pupils slowly dilated at his mother's call. This was the first time he heard his name on his mother's lips. He almost doubted his ears. His ears might've been deceiving him.
"Are you going back to your room to rest?" asked Jennie, still cupping her jaw with her knuckles, eyes on the boy's back. "If you do, then I won't stop you. But if there's nothing special you need to do, would you mind if I stay with you?"
There was a moment of silence after her remarks, as Jevin didn't react. She couldn't even see the look he was making now, but if she was to guess, her suggestion probably took him off guard.
And... she was correct.
Jevin rewound her suggestion in his mind as many times as possible. Not only his mother had given him food, she called his name, and now, she was offering to stay with him.
Did she offer such a kind gesture, knowing this would be the last?
The surprise that turned up on his face slowly faded, acknowledging his conclusion as the truth. That must be it, he thought. Although it was out of his mother's character, people's hearts had always been fickle. Who knows? This was probably Jennie's way before departing from their lives without guilt.
"I'm afraid I will bore you." Jevin turned around and his expression returned to normal. "But if you insist, I don't mind."
Jennie smiled warmly, almost making his heart Leap. "I insist." Her eyes softened, witnessing how his pupils dilated for a second. It was brief, but her eyes were keen enough to notice even the smallest details.
'It's already amazing how he makes me guess when his back was turned.' Jennie pushed herself up and marched towards him. 'I've always wondered what sort of kid I would have in the past. Bear would always make assumptions, but the idea was always vague without any clarity whatsoever.'
Jennie squatted down in front of Jevin, smiling. 'But after a brief interaction with you, everything cleared up. I think if I had a child, he will be just like you.'
"First things first. It's not Madam, but Mommy." Her lips stretched until they could reach her eyes. "Though I will not force you to do it now, I'll appreciate it if you practice."
Just yesterday, the stories about her son baffled Jennie. They kept telling her Jevin was different than the kids his age, and because of that, she felt anxious. She didn't want to make a mistake. Thus, she felt like she had to tread on eggshells, just like everyone else.
She was wrong.
After her brief interaction with Jevin Manoban, Jennie was grateful Jevin was different. Children might be easier to coax and they might not know what grudges meant. She couldn't change Jevin nor ask him to be like other children. The Least she could do was accept him the way he was. Most importantly, it was better to clear things up if he understand her.
"Second, I'm sorry for troubling you, and thank you for standing up for Mom." Jennie raised her hand, planting it on top of the boy's head. "I heard what happened, and if there's someone to blame, it's me. I'm sorry."
Jevin stared at his mother, speechless. His gaze was glued to the warmth swirling in his mother's eyes. That look in her eyes was also a first. After all, Jevin had stared at his mother more than he ever paid attention to other people. He would never forget the glare and disgust in them, as if she found his existence repulsive.
'When are you Leaving?' was the question he wanted to ask, but bit his tongue. He didn't want to ruin the moment.
Perhaps this would be the first, and last moment he could cherish about his mother.
"I was researching about something." He spoke after a moment, repressing the excitement resurfacing in his heart. "I'm warning you. You'll probably get bored."
"To be fair, I'm the one who's scared to death that you'll find me boring." Jennie grinned. "How about the garden? Staying inside a room is a little... disconcerting."
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Meanwhile, inside the top security agency of the country. Lisa stood behind the people sitting before countless monitors. He folded his arms, shifting his eyes on every monitor, in hopes he could get a trace of his son. They already reviewed the CCTVs in the family vacation home, but they didn't catch Jevin leaving the place.
"Mr. Manoban, can you think of anyone who could do this?" suddenly, the man in uniform standing beside Lisa spoke. He set his eyes on Lisa, sighing. "Every passing second is crucial. Our department had handled cases similar to this, and I'm sorry to say this, but if his time of disappearance hit twelve hours, we can only wait for a ransom call."
Lisa narrowed his eyes, almost like he was ignoring the chief of police. However, he was listening. It was just that he was more focused on the monitors.
"Mr. Manoban." The chief of police sighed, glancing at the monitors. Everyone had been thorough, checking all cameras available in the country. The missing child was none other than Jevin Manoban, after all. "You should rest for now while we —"
"I think I know where he is." Lisa cut off the chief of police before the latter could finish his sentence. He slowly faced his friend, bearing a solemn expression. "There's only one person who can make one disappear without a trace."
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My Precious Family [Jenlisa]
RomanceREMINDER: STORY NOT MINE She was known as an underground empress, leading the mysterious and most notorious assassin organization called the Reapers. She was intelligent, cunning, and ambitious, living her life trying to reach a height where no one...