‘Joey’s still so young. He doesn’t even know he’s just Anya’s pawn, yet he has to suffer through all those beatings.
He must be traumatized…’
Corinne stroked Joey’s head fondly. “Don’t worry, Joey. I promise no one will ever lay a finger on you anymore.”
Joey rested his cheek on Corinne’s shoulder and felt a sense of security and safety, which he never felt before. No
matter what, he trusted Corinne and her promise completely.
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Corinne carried Joey to the dining room where the servants had laid out a lavish breakfast spread.
Jason had already started eating. He smiled when he saw her walking in. “Why are you here alone with the kid?
Where’s Jeremy?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCorinne sat a few seats away from Jason before answering, “He’s putting on his clothes and will be here soon.”
“Oh.” Jason picked up his glass of milk and took a sip to hide his disappointment.
Corinne did not plan to continue the conversation, so she positioned Joey at the crook of her elbow before feeding
him a bite of the omelet. No one ever taught him to use utensils before, so he still required someone to feed him.
In fact, for the past few days, he had to eat with his hand since Phoebe did not have the patience to feed him most
of the time. Thus, he cherished the moments when Corinne attended to him.
He opened his mouth wide to eat the omelet. It was the best thing he had ever eaten in all of his life.
“Hey, Corinne,” called Jason with an inscrutable smile.
Corinne pulled out a tissue to wipe away the sauce at the corner of Joey’s lips. She did not even spare Jason a
glance when she asked, “Yes? What is it this time?”
“I’m quite surprised,” he said with a smirk.
“Quite surprised Jeremy is here?” Corinne asked absent-mindedly.
“No.” Jason smiled coyly at her. “I’m quite surprised you can so readily accept a child, who was adopted by your
husband with another woman, as your own.”
Corinne’s spoon froze mid-air. After a moment of silence, she turned to look at him. “I’d be lying if I said I see him
as my own, but what I can say is I feel sorry for him. After all, he’s innocent in all of this. Though, Mister Jason, why
should any of this concern you?”
Jason smiled and shook his head. “It doesn’t. Though I must say, I feel sorry for you too.”
Corinne frowned. She did not get what he was trying to say, but before she could ask him that, Jeremy interrupted.
“And why would you feel sorry for her?”
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Jason’s face hardened for a second before his signature smile appeared. He turned to Jeremy and answered
casually, “I feel sorry for her ’cause she needs to take care of someone else’s child when she herself is pregnant.”
“I don’t need you to feel sorry for my wife,” said Jeremy calmly. He then sat next to Corinne and carried Joey to his
lap.
“Let me feed him. You should just enjoy your breakfast,” he said gently as he spooned another bite of omelet into
Joey’s mouth.
Corinne did as she was told.
Seeing this, Jason simply shrugged and took another sip of his milk before striking up the conversation again.
“Jeremy, have you settled everything abroad?”
“Not yet. But I miss my little rascal so much, so I thought I’d come back for a few days to spend time with her. Why
do you ask?” said Jeremy as he continued feeding Joey.