Our Crazy Little Thing Called Family-Sequel to Take Good Care of My Baby

Chapter 37- You Haven't Seen Trouble

  "Anything you wouldn't like?" Molly asked Irina after a few uncomfortable minutes of silence. "I can think of a few things I wouldn't like" Irina snapped and Molly looked up from the pan in front of her. "And what would they be?" Molly asked. "I know it's you and all but surely you aren't dumb enough to know what I wouldn't like" Irina snapped.

"You may have to elaborate" Molly said as she cracked the eggs into a bowl. "Oh quit the little miss innocent act with me" Irina snapped. "What act?" Molly asked. "I don't know what game you are playing but it stops right now" Irina yelled. "Excuse me?" Molly asked in shock. "You may think your made for life by having my boyfriend's little brat but your wrong. Asking to move back in here to live of his money. He'll see through your act eventually" Irina snapped and Molly banged the bowl off the countertop.

"Don't you ever call my son a brat" Molly snapped. "I guess I should have said bastard" Irina smirked and Molly's patience began to wear thin. "Unlike you I'm not acting. But since Cristiano has the tendency to be thick most of the time, it's probably going to take him a while to see through your act but everyone else does. And when the day comes that he does too, then we'll all be there to enjoy it. Cos like I've told you already. I'm here for my son Irina" Molly yelled. "Then keep away from my man" Irina yelled.

"For the hundredth time, I don't want him. It's not my fault that he would rather be around me than you. Though considering the fact that you're a two faced bitch it shouldn't be a surprise at all" Molly yelled. "You bitch" Irina yelled. "No that would be what you see when you look in a mirror. Shut it I'm not done" Molly said holding her hand when Irina began to reply.

"I'm here for my son Irina. The one who I gave birth to. Who shares half of his blood with me and the other half with his father. His father may be your boyfriend but that is unluck. I don't care if you are having problems with Cristiano but keep me and my son out of it" Molly yelled.

"You and that brat are the problem" Irina yelled. "Well we are a problem who are not leaving any time soon so get used to us" Molly snapped. "We'll see" Irina smirked. "We how about this. You stay the hell away from my son and I won't add to any of your problems. So you just smile and pout and pull the wool over Cristiano's eyes while I rare his child" Molly said walking around the kitchen table.

"Then take the brat back to your own place" Irina yelled. "Well since your boyfriend was the one who asked sorry insisted oh no sorry begged for me to move back in here, it wouldn't feel right just moving out now cos his over hyped model girlfriend is feeling unsafe in her relationship with him" Molly smiled at a gobsmacked Irina.

"And if I was you I would be more worried why Cristiano not only didn't trust you enough to tell you about Junior at first or that I was living here again then worrying about your boyfriend not being able to control himself around me" Molly said.

"You could never compete with me Molly. I'm way more beautiful than you. Cris must have being desperate to sleep with you in the first place. But I satisfy all his needs" Irina said and Molly rolled her eyes. "Everything ok ladies?" Nuno asked as he entered the living room. "Irina and I were just catching up. Could you finish making some omelettes please? I told Katia that I would ring her by now and I need to get Dolores to relax before her appointment" Molly said to Nuno. "Sure no problem" Nuno replied looking between the two women.

"Ronaldo" Pepe yelled but the ball hit Cristiano on the head. He shook his head and sighed as Pepe came towards him. "What the hell is with you today? You were barely present at the meeting this morning and now you can bare kick a ball" Pepe asked. "Irina is in Madrid" Cristiano said. "Here. As in at your house?" Pepe asked. "She arrived this morning. I left her and Molly alone in the kitchen" Cristiano said and Pepe laughed.