Chapter 57

Baby Robbie gave a sneaky smile. “If you want to spank me, then you’ll have to see if you can catch me, won’t you?”

After saying this, Baby Robbie dashed over. Josephine spread her arms wide, a disbelievingly menacing expression on her face. “I just don’t believe I can’t catch you.”

Jenson usually did not like to exercise. Once winter came, he frequently caught respiratory diseases. This was why Josephine would so scorn his athletic ability and even gave him an unfriendly nickname: Sicky Chicky.

She did not know that the person she met today was not Jenson but Baby Robbie, who had been participating in Taekwondo training since he was little. His physical abilities and speed all surpassed those of the same age group, and he was unusually agile.

When Josephine extended her hand to block Baby Robbie, Baby Robbie kicked her arm away in a spin kick, then somersaulted through the air to land behind Josephine, where he slipped away like a fish.

Seeing Baby Robbie so beautifully and nimbly execute these moves, she was so shocked her eyeballs could have fallen to the ground. “F*ck me, my Jenson is so cool?”

However, a different voice of reason sounded low in Josephine’s head. “Jenson hasn’t learned martial arts before. Normally, when he fights, he uses his mouth to bite. His body is weak too, so Grandpa and Grandma could not bear for the child to suffer in learning martial arts. There’s no way this child could have so nimbly performed.”

When Josephine turned around again, how could the shadow of Baby Robbie still be in the empty field of her vision?

“Jenson?” Josephine hastily chased after him.

After she went half a round, she did not catch Baby Robbie, but she met up with Jay and Nancy. However, Jay’s hand tightly clutched Jenson’s.

When Josephine saw Jenson, she mistook him for Baby Robbie. She shrugged her pained arm and huffily walked in front of Jenson, interrogating him. “Jenson, I’m your biological aunt. How could you bear to kick me with so much force?”

Jenson rolled his eyes at her, his expression like he did not want to bother with her.

After Josephine finished speaking, she rolled her sleeve up and showed it to Jay. “Big Brother, see how ruthless this brat is? Treating his own aunt like an enemy who killed his father?”

Jay looked at the mess of bruises on Josephine’s arm and furrowed his eyebrows. “You stumbled and knocked yourself around, which you’re framing Jenson for, aren’t you?”

Josephine wanted to cry but could not summon the tears.

“Jay Ares, I swear I’m sincere. This injury really is caused by your little prince kicking me, though he indeed didn’t scratch or bite me. It was a kick injury?”

Jay’s face, like it was carved from ice, had a clear expression of disbelief.

Even Nancy stood at Jenson’s side this time, very tactfully reminding Josephine, “Josephine, you said Jenson kicked you? How could this be? When Jenson kicked you, you would have raised your hand up. He can’t kick so high, can he?”

Imitating Baby Robbie, Josephine made a sudden spin kick. Although this imitation was not exact, and she even staggered after finishing this move, it was still recognizable enough to let others see this was a spin kick of high difficulty in Taekwondo.

“He kicked me just like this?” Josephine finished her performance and stared very upset at Jay.

She had thought that after she put in the effort to perform it that she could get Jay’s recognition. Who knew Jay would disbelieve her even more and say a little impatiently, “Josephine Ares, stop fooling around. Jenson is just a five-year-old kid. If you want to play a prank on him, it has to be appropriate. Framing and blaming him, lying so much you could write an essay, will give Jenson a bad influence.”

Josephine looked utterly helpless, then shouted, “Brother, why don’t you believe me? I’m telling the truth—”

“Jenson has never learned Taekwondo.” Jay left, pulling Jenson with him.

Josephine lingered where she was.