CHAPTER 34

"Are you hungry? Just a moment ok?" I asked them.
"Yes Mama, I'm hungry." My son said,
"The pork stew it's almost cooked." I said to my son as I picked up the plates.
"Let me, just take care of what you cooked." He grabbed the plates. I just let him do it and went back to cooking.
After a while it was already cooked, and I served it too. My son and Sir James ate well, he also took care of my son. It was a joy on my son's face. That's what I saw.
"You don't need to go to work, I already told Mike to file leave for you, for seven days. Just take care of our child. Don't worry about it, its a leave with pay." He told me as I washed the dishes we used. I'll just look at him.
"Papa I want to sleep please, can you come with me?" He called his father.
"You too Sir, have a rest, I know you are tired too. Just go sleep with him." I said here. But he just looked and stared at me.
"Is that really hard for you to call me by my name? Huh." He said seriously to me. I was stunned.
"You are my boss, so I just have to respect you." I told him.
"But you are the mother of my son." He said emphatically.
"I know that but you are still my boss and I'm only his mother. And we are not in a relationship either." I also told him.
"Yes I'm still your boss, so you should follow me. And no more buts, that's it! Call me by my name and that's an order from your boss! Or else."
He said seriously before he went out and accompanied my son to the bedroom. I have not spoken yet.
'Or else what? Hmmp, bossy! You're just my boss at the company and work only not here in my house. Then you are also just my son's father. I'm not your girlfriend, especially not my husband.
And we have no relationship, not even friends. So why would I follow you? Then I don't want to hear any gossip.
If I were you, I would not want people around you to know that my child is your child too. I don't want my son to be hurt in the end. Especially when you already have your own family. How is my son then? I do not want my son to be the target of the talk one day. That my son is a bastard of yours.'
I just whispered to myself. I got annoyed with him. And I also couldn't help but feel sad. I suddenly felt sorry for my son.
And it was as if my heart was broken, and I cried unconsciously. I just felt my cheek wet.
I immediately wiped it off so that no one could see me crying. It's embarrassing.
I immediately finished the dishes I washed.
James POV
I could not understand why I was disgusted again. Earlier I was annoyed with that doctor, obviously like my son's mother. I'm also a man so I know those kinds of looks. And he also wants to involve my son in his flirtation.
'Huh! That will never happen! My son and his mother are only mine!'
'My son and his mother? Mine?' I asked myself.
I just lost my temper when I tasted the food she cooked. My son was very lucky because she became his mother.
Not only is she beautiful and sexy, she is also caring and good at cooking, and Loving too. And I was also very lucky because I tasted her cooking.
My son was right when we talked in their living room earlier. While her mom was cooking for lunch.
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"Know what Papa? Mama is a good cook!" He said proudly to me.
"Really son?" I asked him.
"Yes Papa." He definitely told me more.
He stood up and headed to the kitchen. While pulling me in my hand. She didn't notice us, my son signaled me not to make noise.
So I observed her carefully while cooking. Her gesture is very graceful and very refined. And the sexy thing is, she still looks like the softness of her body. Yeah, I remember.
She's also hot. I suddenly felt hot. I even felt my pet was angry with my body.
I was still staring at her when she suddenly turned around. And she was even surprised to see us sitting while watching her cooking.
"Are you hungry? Just a moment ok?" She asked our son.
"Yes Mama, I'm hungry." Our son said.
"The pork stew is almost cooked." Smiling as she said to my son as she picked up the plates.
"Let me, just take care of what you cooked." I grabbed the plates from her.
After a while It has been cooked already, and has been served as well. Our son really enjoys eating. He also ate a lot. Even me, I also ate well. The dishes are so delicious.
"YOU don't need to go to work, I already told Mike to file leave for you, for seven days. Just take care of our child. Don't worry about it, leave with pay." I told her as she washed the dishes used. She just nodded at me, she didn't even give a look.
"Papa I want to sleep please, can you come with me?" I heard Shawn tell me.
"You too Sir, have taken a rest. I know you are tired too. Just go sleep with him." I stared at it because she said,
'Sir, please, you. She's the mother of my son but calling me by my name, can't do it! Is it that hard for her to call me by my name? Tsk.' I just gasped,
"Is that really hard for you to call me by my name? Huh!" I couldn't help but ask her. She was obviously stunned because of what I said.
"You are my boss, so I just have to respect you." She told me.
"But you are the mother of my son." I say this emphatically.
"I know, but you are still my boss and I'm only his mother. And we are not in a relationship either." I was disgusted by what she said.
"Yes I'm still your boss, so you should follow me. And no more buts, that's it! Call me by my name and that's an order from your boss! Or else." 'I will crush you again in my arms.'
I told her loudly before I went out and accompanied our son to the bedroom. I smiled at the mischief I thought.
"Come buddy." I still smile at my son. My son pulled me into his mother's room. The room is small but clean.
The bed only fits two people. There is a small side table, a plastic drawer with the dorabox brand. And there is a small built-in cabinet.
And there is also a ceiling fan attached that is small but it is windy when my son turns it on.
"Sorry Papa we don't have aircon only fans we have." It even told me.
I felt joy and sadness at what my son said. He thinks of me. It was as if a warm hand caressed my heart.
"It's ok son, fan is fine with me. Fan is fun, right buddy?" Smiling, I said to my son.
"Yes Papa." He was also smiling at me when he said it, then he went to the cabinet and got some clothes for the house.
"Going to change buddy?" I asked him and I was about to help him. But he just signaled to me.
"I can manage Papa." He said to me,
My son opened the other side of the cabinet again and looked for something there. It was her clothes, based on clothes that hung.
Later, he got a white folded T-shirt and gray cotton shorts.
"You change also Papa. Wear this, that's for Mama. It will fit you." He even told me to reach for the clothes at the same time.
"Is it ok with your mom?" I asked him.
"It's fine with her Papa, trust me." I got changed too. The shirt is a bit tight to my body, and also the shorts look like boxer shorts.
"You look good Papa." Smiling he said to me then lay down on the other side of the bed. I just laughed at what he said. I also lay down next to him.
I did not realize that I was smelling the pillow, because it smelled so good. It's a natural scent, it's like the smell pulling me to sleep. So I didn't even realize I was already asleep.