All Chapters of Daddy and Mommy: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"Hi," I cleared my throat. "I'm here to get Marct," I said. The giant's eyes narrowed, and I fought the urge to take a step back, eyeing the sabre hanging loosely around his hipbone. That thing could slice my head off my shoulder. Neatly. "I'm Jackson," I tried again. Perhaps he has heard of me. It's a long shot, but what can I do?The door swings open, and red hair peeks out. "Yarima, you giant beast. Stop chasing away my guests," Marct yelled, making the giant growl disapprovingly. He took two steps back and two aside, allowing me to pass. "Sorry about that. He can be a little cheeky," Marct tells me when I step inside."A little?" I eyed him sideways. "He looked ready to kill me," I murmured, turning around as if I'd be able to see him behind closed doors. Marct chuckles as he leads me into their house. I look around, awed by the somewhat unique interior design. It's a sight to behold. It looks almost as if I've walked into a hotel with a homey feeling. "You have a lovely home," I

| Michael |"You may leave," I spoke as I eyed the man before me. He looked way too familiar for my liking."Yes, sir." Fiona was on her way, closing the door behind her."Can I help you?" I didn't want to confirm my suspicions yet, but the signs were right before my eyes. Even though I've never bothered to take a look at the man's physical appearance, it doesn't mean I can't recognise him.After all, I look just like him.And I couldn't deny it, even if I wanted to.The same hair, the same eyes, fucking hell, even the height. He looked scrawny and worn out, but there was just enough of me in him. I've never wished to have my mom's blond hair as much as I do now. Looking at him repulses me.His brown hair had paled and held streaks of grey here and there, signalling his maturity. The full beard was just enough to hide pieces of breadcrumbs in there. Judging by the dirty look, I can't tick it off the list yet. His brown shirt was wrinkly and torn on one shoulder. The black pants seemed

| Jackson |"Are you certain it's a good idea for me to be out in public?" I asked Marct warily, looking outside. "People already think I'm some Prince of Sinatra.""Technically you are," one of the twins commented from the passenger seat. He flashed me a smile. "But we got you. We're having lunch in one of Marct's restaurants. They're familiar with Boraxip's situation, so you're good.""Okay," I nodded, letting myself relax for a moment.Michael hasn't said anything about the visitor from the office. I wonder if he's okay. I'm also curious about who it was. I'd assume the visitor left already since Michael was able to chat with Samantha and me minutes ago."Is Jerome here?" I hear Marct ask the twins."He should be. Let me check."We got out of the car, and I pretty much rushed into the restaurant, not wanting to attract any attention. I know the customers inside will only look and not interfere. The cameras are yet to find me amid this chaos. I hope they don't."He's here," one of t

| Michael |I wondered how my mother would react when he saw my father. I wondered how she would take seeing him this close, after so long. After......after what he'd done.I wondered that all the way home.It wasn't a matter of if she'll see him someday. They are in the same town. Mom tends to be everywhere. They are going to meet eventually. And I hate that I might not be there for her when it happens. It was at this moment I wished she was still travelling and not caught up in this Boraxip situation, as well as Mrs Dixon's illness. Not to forget, the news with Samantha came as a shock to us all. I know it'll be a long time before she thinks about travelling. Especially with the upcoming wedding.Everything is just a mess."You're giving me the look again, Michael," I squinted my eyes, eyeing Samantha."What look?""The 'you're sick and I'm waiting for you to collapse, so I can catch you' look," she said. I frowned at that. "You know damn well what I mean,""No I don't," I shook my

"And Yarima isn't a robot. He does care about you two. You just don't see it," Marct went on. "If you don't want to acknowledge the relationship you two have with Yarima, that's fine. That's all you. If you want to fuck around and not get into a serious relationship, that's fine. Don't invalidate Jesse's feelings. What you just did was downright bullying,""I wasn't bullying hi-""You were,""Was I, Jackson?" black eyes turn to me."Uhm...I'd rather not-""Okay, I was then," he concluded, turning back to the front. He doesn't make a move to drive. His fingers thrum on the wheel for a few seconds. "I'm sorry. I'm an asshole and I guess I don't..." he trailed off, eyeing his brother. "This has happened before. You fall in love with the wrong guy, and you end up getting hurt,""Yeah well, not everyone can just switch off their feelings like you," Jesse said quietly. There was a click and the door opened. Jesse was out of the car and slamming it shut."Jesse, what the fuck? Come back here