Chapter 245 She Isn’t Even Your Biological Mother
“You little brat…” Alexander wore a gloomy face. “Have you forgotten that you are my son? I’m your dad. She isn’t even your biological mother.”
‘She is.’
Jordan quickly wrote those two words on his drawing board.
Alexander felt as though he was going insane just by explaining the basic facts to a kid, so he did not want to argue any longer. “Sit tight. Tonight, we are having dinner at your great-grandpa’s home.”
“I don’t want to.”
“If you don’t, I’ll call your mommy and tell her accordingly. You just promised her, so if you don’t eat your food, she won’t come this Saturday. You can choose to starve.”
After listening to him, Jordan was immediately frustrated as he stomped his feet with a red face. “Y-You… are bad.”
“Yes, I’m bad.” Alexander glanced at Jordan. “You can just treat me as the bad guy. On the way there, think about whether you want to eat or not.”
After that, he closed the back door of the car and started the engine before driving toward the Duncans’ ancestral home.
He suddenly had a lot of free time since James took control of Sunhill Enterprise. Not only would he stay at home every day to read books and newspapers, he even took over the task of picking up Jordan from Mr. Harry as he tried to be the best father possible.
However, Jordan did not seem to appreciate Alexander’s effort. Every day, the most frequent question he would receive from his son was when he would make peace with Courtney. In Jordan’s innocent eyes, both adults were merely arguing with each other.
On the other side, Tina sat on the back seat of the car while growling like a tiny adult, “Mommy, didn’t you already break up with Mr. Alexander? If that’s the case, the two of you shouldn’t always be together.”
After listening to her, Courtney laughed. “What’s the problem? Didn’t you used to like Mr. Alexander?”
“That is in the past. He is now marrying someone else and he doesn’t even treat you as well as Daddy, so it’s better for you not to be together with him. Mommy, if you don’t like Daddy, we can find somebody else. You don’t need to lock yourself to a tree.”
“Oh my, how does a little kid like you know that saying? Who told you that?”
“It’s Hugo. Hugo told me.”
“It’s Hugo again?” Courtney was startled.
The boy named Hugo was Tina’s classmate who recently transferred to her school. Lately, the number of times in which the name ‘Hugo’ came out from her mouth far surpassed the times that she mentioned Jordan’s name.
Just when Courtney was thinking about it, Tina reminded in a serious manner, “Anyway, don’t go too close to Mr. Alexander or else, it will affect your luck with love.”
“Is it Hugo who told you that?”
Tina nodded her head seriously. “Yes, Hugo knows everything.”
Instantly, Courtney felt a little gloomy. At first, I thought a little girl like her, who has seen the world, won’t be deceived by others that easily, but not long after we returned to the country, she’s already fooled by some boy in class.
She resisted from laughing and asked, “But, what should I do if your brother won’t eat at home? I’ve already promised Mr. Alexander that I’ll head to your great-grandpa’s house every weekend to cook for Jordan.”
“Huh?’ Tina furrowed her brows as her tender face frowned, looking as though she was in a difficult situation.
“If you don’t want to see Mr. Alexander, then don’t go. I’ll send you to the company on weekends and you can stay there with Mr. Bill. He can make clothes for your dolls.”
“Nope.” She crossed her arms. “I want to go.”
“Why? I thought you don’t want to see Mr. Alexander?” Courtney continued to ask while holding the steering wheel.
“I want to keep an eye on him. If he dares to bully you again, I’ll call Daddy and ask him to fly back to protect you.”
Upon seeing the little girl’s imposing manner imprinted on the rear view mirror, she was first startled before she smiled warmly. “Alright.”
Adults always thought that kids did not know anything, but actually, children were more sensitive than adults toward emotions. Even Courtney did not know when Tina started to feel upset toward Alexander. Maybe it started when I first told her that Jordan is her biological brother. Even though I never mentioned it before, her tiny brain probably already figured out that Alexander is actually her biological father. Or, maybe it’s because I took her away from Mr. Duncan’s house a few times before, so that sadness has deeply imprinted in her mind, causing her to have a bad impression toward Alexander from that time onward.
There were many possibilities, but the changes were too insignificant, so she could not notice in time. By the time she realized that Tina was extremely hostile toward him, it had already been a long time since they argued and cleared their misunderstanding.
When Courtney brought her daughter home, Oliver was already waiting for them at the entrance for a while.
As soon as Tina saw him, she felt really excited. Immediately, she forgot about her gloomy thoughts and buried herself into his arms. “Mr. Oliver, you are finally back.”
He carried the little girl and weighed her. “You’ve gotten heavier. Do you miss me?”
“I do.” Her childish voice was so sweet that it almost melted his ears.
Seeing Oliver’s luggage, Courtney opened the door. “Come in first. I’ll go and buy some ingredients from the supermarket later to cook.”
“No need to trouble yourself. I’m fine with anything. I’m just tired, so I want to have a sleep on your couch.”
“The couch isn’t big enough for you. You can use my guest room.” Courtney smiled as she welcomed him inside.
After that, Tina ran eagerly back to her room to open his gift while Courtney took out some noodles in the kitchen to cook. “Please wait for a while. It’ll be done in a minute.”
“Alright.” Oliver lay down on the couch and snored quietly after a while.
She then came out with a bowl after the noodles were done and saw his sleeping body on the couch, but she could not bear to wake him up.
As the dim light shone on his youthful face, his messy bangs covered half of his eyes. I wonder how long it has been since he cut his hair.
Courtney felt a little guilty.
He had been recovering ever since she accidentally knocked into him with her car, but when he finally recovered some of his memories, she asked him to help investigate Jordan instead. Actually, Oliver is still a kid who is younger than 20 years old. Although he is quite mature, I still don’t know how I was relieved to let him go that far back then. Looks like I won’t be able to repay this debt.
Courtney sighed.
“Huh?” Oliver was suddenly woken up as he sat up on the couch with sleepy eyes. “Are the noodles ready?”
“Yes, it is.” She quickly pushed the bowl to him.
The bowl contained shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables and two golden fried eggs on top.
Oliver smiled, revealing his back teeth. “I’ve been thinking about eating this for a long time. Don’t mind if I do.”
With that, he picked up the bowl and loudly sucked the noodles.
After his ‘destruction’, the bowl was completely empty.
“Is it not enough? I’ll go and make you another bowl.”
“It’s enough,” Oliver replied while wiping his mouth. “Courtney, I’m full. Let’s talk business.” He placed the chopsticks on the bowl, making a crisp sound, as if to indicate that it was an opening to some story. “Three years ago, there were two maids who mainly took care of Jordan. One of them is Sarah Jones, who was responsible for his diet. The other is Maria Connor, who is responsible for his daily chores. The Duncans called them Mrs. Jones and Mrs. Connor.”
