My Precious Family 2 [Jenlisa]

Chapter 261: Sorry, old man.

It was annoying, pretending Jennie didn't notice how Bear was observing her at his own discretion. Not that he was making it obvious, but she knew him from inside and out. She could tell he was observing her in silence.    

Just ask the damn question!    

'Oh, god. At this point, I'll just straight up tell him to stop and admit I am indeed his dead boss.' Jennie rolled her eyes in irritation, sensing the pair of observant eyes behind her. 'I'd rather do that than feel like my life is under a microscope.'    

"Mommy!!"    

Jennie's face slowly lit up as soon as she saw her son coming out of school. The second Jevin saw her standing outside the school, his face brightened up. He released his teacher's hand, running to his mother.    

"Mommy~!" Jevin stopped a step from Jennie, eyes twinkling in excitement.     

Jennie went to her knee, smiling. "How was school, baby?" she asked, taking his backpack from him.     

"It was good!" the little master grinned. "Mommy, didn't you have work?"    

"They canceled my scenes today, so I thought I should fetch you."    

The little master's plump cheek turned pinkish, holding her hand as she stood up. It was obvious how excited he was to see her fetching him from school.     

"Say goodbye to your teacher, Jevy." Jennie tugged his hand, making the little master turn around.    

"Bye, Teacher~!"     

The teacher, who was standing several steps from them, smiled, casting Jennie a look. This was not the first time Jennie fetched Jevin, though she didn't do it daily. Even so, the school staff noticed changes in Jevin since his mother returned from 'abroad.'    

Even in school, Jevin had been more active. Back then, the little master was just like an old man in a boy's body. Thus, most of his classmates were a bit scared of him. But now, Jevin had become popular in his class because he was more... lenient. Or rather, approachable.     

As for the learning center... the school heard what happened there. However, it was more of a learning lesson for them to take care of their students and not tolerate bullying.    

"Thank you for taking care of him, teacher," Jennie gently expressed to the teacher.     

"It's our duty, Mrs. Manoban." The teacher maintained her bright smile. "By the way Madam Manoban, there will be a parent-teacher meeting on Friday. Mr. Manoban usually comes, but I thought you might want to come as well."    

"A parent-teacher meeting?" Jennie repeated in a questioning tone. 'What the hell is that?'    

"Yes. The agenda is regarding the kid's field trip and the incoming school events they will participate in."    

"Oh..." Jennie rocked her head in understanding. 'Right. Parent-teacher meeting — the meaning is obvious.'    

"Alright." Jennie flashed her son's homeroom teacher a bright smile. "What time is it?"    

"Ten in the morning, Ma'am."    

"Okay. Got it." Jennie nodded, only to gaze down at her son when Jevin inquired.    

"Mommy, you're coming?" Jevin blinked innocently.    

"Of course."     

His eyes swirled in anticipation, melting his mother's heart at the sight of him. Jennie promised to help Jevin with school, but she only made him lunch and gave him rides so far.     

"Anyway, thank you, Teacher." Jennie peeled her soft eyes from Jevin to the teacher. "We'll go now."    

"Yes. Take care, Madam." The teacher kept her friendly smile, shifting her attention to Jevin. "Goodbye, Little Master."    

"Bye, teacher!"    

And with that being said, Jennie and Jevin walked away, hand in hand. Jennie carried his backpack while Jevin skipped his steps toward their ride. Bear was already standing by the backseat, opening the door for the two of them.     

"Jevy, do you want to eat some ice cream?" Jennie inquired as soon as they settled in the backseat.     

"Hmmm." Jevin pondered about it, glancing at the driver's seat as Bear entered the driver's seat. "Sure!"     

Jennie smiled, stroking his head before facing the driver's seat. "Bear, take us to that dessert shop we drove past earlier."    

"The dessert shop?" Bear looked at her in the rear mirror, confused.     

'Goodness. Look how distracted he was.' Jennie sighed to herself, shaking her head as she felt a little sorry for him. 'Whatever.'    

"We drove past it on the way here. Just take the same road. The shop looks like candy, so it stands out. You'll notice it immediately," she instructed indifferently and then shifted her attention to Jevin.     

Bear didn't start the car immediately, watching her tend to her son. Another shallow breath slipped past his lips, shaking his head mildly.     

'What am I doing?' he told himself, starting up the car and driving to the shop she was talking about. 'Jane was dead. She's been dead for five years and there's no way she and Jennie Kim were one person. Bernard, I know you missed her so much and wish she didn't die. However, it's not right to have such a ridiculous conclusion that neither science nor reality could explain.'    

Bear simply repeated the thoughts he kept telling himself, almost trapped in this loop of doubt and failing persuasion. Anyone who was in his shoes would understand how ridiculous the idea was.     

'It's probably someone else,' he continued, driving slowly to avoid accidents. 'Maybe it was Bobby or Princess. It can be Fig or Mark or maybe Tiger. Though I'm sure among all those guys, Mark could have accessed the Reaper. I heard Mark had accessed it a few times under Jane's behest.'    

Bear mentally nodded as he almost succeeded in convincing himself that was the case. But then, he spiraled back to the question;    

What if Jennie was really Jane?    

His other options were plausible, but there was just countless evidence that Jennie's action resembled Jane's. Even the way Jennie walked and how her hand usually rest in a certain position as if she had a habit of holding weapons.     

'I'm losing my mind.' Another deep exhale slipped past his lips, in deep distress at the thoughts filling his mind.    

During the trip, Bear was lost in thought while Jennie watched him with pity.     

'Sorry, old man.' Jennie scrunched her face, looking away from him. 'I'll just wait for you until you make up your mind.'