"Come back, Ava. Why did you leave me?" He said looking deep into my eyes.
"After what you did, no one can come back to you!" I shook my arm forcefully, freeing myself off of his hold. I kept standing there facing him.
I once again looked straight i...
Involuntarily I kept starting at the fumed blonde little boy.
Daddy? I recalled what he just said. Okay, this is so messed up.
"I told you we will go out together some other day and I was about to come, so why did you need to come here." He said politely, kneeling down to the boy. "Now tell me how was my boy's day?"He moved a his hand through his silky hair and smiled in a way I never saw him smile.
My boy?
"Boring!" The boy cried looking away from sir.
Surely he was pissed at Sir.
The boy's face landed on my legs and he slowly moved his head up, his face met mine and now he was looking right at me with his big eyes.
Okay, now I am curious to know who this kid is.
My boy? Daddy? I needed some answers.
"Is he your kid, Sir?" I asked Sir for I couldn't live like this, puzzled and confused as hell.
My eyes were still on the boy, glaring at him like he's some kind of alien from another planet.
Stop staring, Ava!
"Daddy why is this lady staring at me?" He asked with a frown.
"Lady?" I cried and protested, "I am not a lady."
"You look like one." He seemed confused and--- cute. He added after getting no reply, "Are you a man?"
Are you serious boy?
Look like he is?
"No!" I cried once again. "Do I look like one to you? I am a lad--- female."
It's better being called a 'lady' than to be called a 'man'.
"So he is your kid?" Even though I was sure, I still wanted someone to tell me it's true.
"Why? Can't I have a kid?" Sir looked a little miffed.
"No, I didn't mean that." I felt ashamed.
Damn it, I shouldn't have asked this question.
And why does it even matter? Though I am quite surprised. Sir doesn't look like a dad.
The boy was looking at both of us.
"What's your name little fella?" I asked the boy with a huge smile on my face.
No matter what, I have to say the boy is super cute.
"I am not a little fella." The boy tried to sound scary, but he ended up looking cuter than before.
Even though Sir seemed like totally not interested in the conversation, he replied to my question, "Christian."
"Okay now let's go home." Sir took his stuff, but before he could hold Christian's hand he moved back.
"Firstly, I am not going to forgive you like this--- maybe some ice-cream will do."
"No ice-cream, I don't want you to get sick again." Sir sounded serious.
"And secondly, this this female your girlfriend?" He looked up at me as if I am his worst enemy.
Oh, what did he just say? Girlfriend?
No, no, no. NO WAY!
"No!" I cried once again and waited for Mr. Rude to reply.
It seemed like he didn't even care. I glared at him. I thought he would reply his son himself, but seemed like I had to give all the explanation.
I have zero interest in being called his girlfriend.
I was about to say something, when he finally spoke confidently, "Yeah, I am her boyfriend."
WHAT THE HELL!
Did he just said he's my----
NO WAY!
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N e x t : 18th Chapter.
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