Chapter 41
Chapter 41
As Jane gazed into Zac’s sorrowful eyes, she found herself utterly defenseless against his plea. Words failed her.
Under the night sky, Jane nestled beside Zac, spinning a magical bedtime tale that whisked him away to dreamland. She gently pressed a tender kiss upon his forehead, coaxing him into a peaceful slumber.
“Does the beautiful teacher tuck Zane and Zoe in like this every night?” Zac whispered, lying by Jane’s side.
“Well, not every night. There won’t be any more nights like this, starting from today,” Jane pondered for a moment before responding to his question.
“That’s alright too. They have you with them often, unlike me… Nobody has ever lulled me to sleep,” he admitted, shedding his mischievous nature to reveal a touch of innocence. At that moment, he shared the simple joys of ordinary children that had eluded him all these
years.
Upon hearing those words, she felt a pang of sorrow tightening her heart. However, she could not reveal the truth to Zac at this moment, only able to gently stroke him.
“I promise, I’ll find a way to make it right with you someday,” she replied, her voice filled with determination.
Zac, looking at Jane with admiration, uttered a surprising remark, leaving her dumbfounded. “You’re such an incredible teacher, it’s a shame you’re not my mom.”
Before Jane could gather her thoughts and respond, she noticed that Zac had already dozed off in her comforting embrace.
As the seconds ticked away, Jane held Zac close, and she finally drifted off to sleep. The bedroom door creaked open, and a figure quietly approached the bed.
Bathed in the gentle glow of a soft, golden night light, the bedroom revealed two figures lying on the bed. Drake, his gaze cast downward, observed Jane, her figure illuminated in the warm hue.
Night after night, Zac’s restless slumber would stir him to kick at the quilt, prompting Drake to make his way over to inspect the situation. And tonight was no exception. Once again, Drake came to check Zac’s quilt. It dawned upon me that Jane spent the night and slept with
Zac.
As Drake’s eyes fell upon Zac’s quilt, now concealed by Jane, he withdrew his gaze, preparing to exit the room. However, at that very moment, an unintelligible stream of words erupted from Jane’s lips, filling the air with a nonsensical symphony.
Perplexed by the first sentence, his inquisitiveness impelled him to draw nearer to Jane, eagerly anticipating the revelation of her ramblings.
Yet, before he could fully approach, a resounding slap struck his handsome face, accompanied by a vehement outburst of anger from Jane’s lips.
“Drake, you despicable scoundrel!” Jane’s slumber was plagued by vivid dreams where Drake had committed unspeakable acts against her over the years. The bitterness simmered
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within her heart, fueled by a profound sense of injustice.
But she couldn’t bear it any longer. In reality, she summoned the courage to slap Drake in the dream.
After a while, the sting of pain still lingered on Drake’s face. A heavy tension filled the air, seemingly compressing his entire being. His icy gaze pierced through the room, fixated on the figure lying on the bed.
He gently touched Zac, who slept peacefully within Jane’s embrace and gradually, the tension within his body disappeared.
Forget it, she was the mother of his child. He regretted his past conduct towards her, and this slap was a small way to make amends. Yet, regardless of any future contemplation, he swore to himself that he could not bear to endure this woman’s rejection any longer..
Unbeknownst to Jane, even in her slumber, she was deeply missed by this man.
The next morning, Jane sat at the breakfast table, her mind not even entertaining the thought of having dinner at Drake’s house. I mean, come on, Zane and Zoe were still in the house. Sure, she had dialed in last night, and Jasper was holding down the fort with the little one, but she didn’t crash there overnight. That would’ve been a bit much, you know?
“Zac, I’m gonna go first. Don’t forget to eat breakfast, okay?”
“Teacher, why don’t you stay and eat with me?” Zac pulled out his finest “spoiled brat” acting skills once again. He knew that if he played that card right, the gorgeous teacher would cave into his request.
Sure, throwing a spoiled brat fit might dent his regal and dignified image a bit, but for the sake of this beautiful teacher, he was willing to let that slide a little.
“But the teacher’s children are still at home. The teacher has to go back and cook them breakfast.”
Jane found it hard to resist Zac’s plea, but she couldn’t shake off the thought of those two adorable little bundles of joy in her mind.
Drake, who was seated at the dining table, spoke with a frosty tone, “It won’t be long before Zac loses interest. He’s not known for keeping anyone around. If you agree to this, I’ll give you a reprieve from having to accompany him today.”
Jane shot him a glance, her eyes swirling with annoyance.
Can you believe this jerk has switched gears from using force to tempting her now?
In the end, Jane pulled up a chair at the dining table and accompanied Zac for their morning meal. Just as she settled herself down, her eyes lifted and caught sight of a distinct palm imprint on Drake’s cheek.
“Well, well, it seems Mr. Warner’s lips found another target last night,” she taunted. “That mark tells a tale of quite the intense showdown.”
During the night, Jane dreamt of delivering a resounding slap to Drake, and now, seeing the palm imprint on his face in person, a surge of delight coursed through her veins.
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However, in response to her remark, Drake’s frigid gaze sliced through her like icy daggers. There was a hint of resentment lurking within those eyes.
Perplexed, Jane furrowed her brow. She couldn’t comprehend his reaction. After all, he was the one who had suffered the blow. Why was he staring at her with such intensity? It wasn’t her fault, after all.
Standing at the kitchen entrance, a freshly hired maid named Kristy glared at the two individuals with simmering envy. Her eyes darted back and forth, unable to comprehend how this woman had scored a lavish night’s stay at the grand Warner Family Mansion and secured a dinner date with none other than President Warner himself.
With a tray in her hands, brimming with freshly poured milk, Kristy cautiously approached the table. However, just as she was about to set it down, disaster struck, and the milk cascaded out, drenching Jane’s attire in an unforgiving stain.
“What on earth are you playing at?” Jane exclaimed, rising to her feet in a fit of anger. Her gaze turned icy as she fixed her eyes upon Kristy.
It wasn’t that Jane was merely overreacting. Rather, she had keenly observed how this woman had intentionally caused the milk to spill. How could Jane not be infuriated?
Given yesterday’s incident and her sharp wit, Jane was no fool. She could see right through. the other party’s ulterior motives, realizing that the milk mishap was a deliberate act.
“I apologize, Miss. I truly didn’t mean to.” Jane’s accusatory voice hit Kristy’s ears, and she quickly adopted a sorrowful expression.
“Mr Warner, I swear it wasn’t intentional. I was just about to set the milk down when this young lady raised her hand. The milk accidentally spilled on her. Honestly, I didn’t mean for it to happen…”
Throughout her life, Jane had encountered numerous pretentious women, as well as women adept at playing the victim card. But the person standing before her was clearly the worst actress she had ever come across.
“So you’re telling me that you couldn’t handle a simple task like carrying milk, and yesterday’s careless cleaning agent is also to blame? As a maid, you always seem to find excuses for your mistakes. It’s clear to me that you’re not fit for this job at all.”
“What cleaning agent are you talking about?” Drake questioned, his voice dripping with an unusual coldness.
Kristy’s face turned pale. She hadn’t expected Jane to bring up yesterday’s incident.
“Mr Warner, I… I didn’t do anything. This young lady is falsely accusing me.”
“Butler, review the surveillance footage.” Drake couldn’t be bothered to spare a second glance at the woman with such poor acting skills. Instead, he immediately summoned the butler to review the surveillance footage.
Upon hearing Drake’s words, Kristy collapsed in sheer terror and pleaded desperately. “Boss, I messed up. I truly didn’t mean to. Please forgive me this time.”
“If you can’t even handle a simple task like getting milk, what good are you? Daddy, fire her,” Zac remarked while sitting on a nearby chair, sounding like an adult.
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Mr.Warner. Your Ex wife is Brilliant
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