I was out of myself as I am walking back to my ex-husband’s room while carrying the coffee he asked for when Stacey greeted me. "Here!" she roughly handed me the keycards which surprised me and spilt some coffee onto my hand. I just frowned and quickly accepted the three keycards she gave me. She really wants me to suffer. "Make sure you are not making mistakes anymore, Jazzie." She widened her eyes at me in threat. "No need for that." We were both stunned when someone spoke behind us. We both looked at Valjerome who's sternly watching us. "Sir," Stacey said immediately and bowed slightly in respect, I remained standing because of the coffee I was carrying. Valjerome started walking closer in my direction and then laid out his palm in front of me. "Give me the cards," he said. 

 "Who is your Mom?" Valjerome asked again. Slowly, Erom roamed his eyes. "She is my Mommy," he answered while pointing his finger at me. Valjerome looked in my direction. His eyes have no emotion but you can feel the cold there. With my trembling knees, I tried to walk toward my son. "Who is your father then?" I stopped in my tracks. I tried my best not to fall on my feet. "Papa Chaos," my son stated. Valjerome laughed sarcastically, but did not speak anymore. I took the opportunity to finally approach my son. I embraced Erom tight, scared that Valjerome might do something to him. "Mom, who is he?" my son asked with his innocent curiosity. I tried to smile at him to hide the fear and nervousness I was feeling. "H-he is my boss," I replied. "Jazzie." 

"W-What the hell are you talking about? Haven’t I told you already that do not disturb my family just because of your belief?" I tried to bold my voice. His lips formed a smirk. He slowly stepped closer to me and brought his face close to my ear. I almost fell with his action but he just grabbed me by the waist. "You are a good model, Jazzie, an actress also. But unfortunately, our son got all my features," he whispered. "I totally believed on your lies. Even though I could almost see my own face in our son, I believed you." He slightly distanced himself from me but still kept his arm wrapped around my waist. He then stared at me. "If the DNA test result hadn't come earlier, you might have hidden him again," he said and then lowered his gaze to the suitcases I was carrying. My face went pale after hearing his words. "H-he is not your son," I continued pretending.&nb

"Pull it, pull the trigger," Valjerome said weakly as he stared at me. I did not move for a second, I just remained standing, still pointing the gun under his jaw, staring at his bloodshot eyes. Confused to the emotion he was showing. I flinched when he held my hand. He pushed the gun I was holding more intensely under his jaw. "Kill me. You can leave my house at any moment. But as long as I live, you and my son will stay here," he said in finale. My grip on the gun tightened. The corners of my eyes began to tear up with frustration and anger. "My son, Valjerome. He is mine. From the day you ordered me to abort him, you have completely lost the right to him," I said emphatically. Once again, he pushed my hand closer to his jaw and slowly shut his eyes. "I'll restore that right of mine. If you don't want to, feel free to kill me right at this moment."&

"Let me go, Valjerome," I said in a cold voice. He did not say a word and kept his arm around my knee. "Please..." he murmured. I laughed sarcastically and looked up to suppress my tears. "Don't you think it's unfair?" I uttered. "I know," he replied hoarsely. "But I am still hoping that you'll give a chance." "Do you think it will be that easy? Do you think I can bring my son closer to the person who wanted to kill him before?" I couldn’t help but vent my resentment. I felt his embrace tightened. "I won't hurt him. I just want to hold him, Jazzie." Slowly, he moved his head and looked up at me. His eyes were red as if he wanted to shed more tears. I admit, there is something inside me that is shocked at what he is up to now. The Valjerome in front of me was far from the person I used to know years ago who has no emotion and not cas