Blackmailed For Love

Chapter 37: Babysitter

"How old are you?"

Anna asked.

"I am sixteen, but I'm going to be seventeen too."

Bianca answered in the same manner Anna had used and she grinned at the girl in response, not missing it.

2 "Do you live here?"

Anna questioned and I shook my head as I shifted back against the sofa and let her continue her line of questions.

I had already decided that Bianca would be good.

She was soft spoken, didn't seem to be taking this babysitting job just as a necessity for extra income by the way she talked and paid attention to Anna, she seemed to be good at this and enjoyed interacting with kids.

"No."

Bianca laughed.

"This place is too expensive."I Anna tilted her chin up and said, "Mama works very much and she got us this place.

Isn't it nice?"

I felt shame coursing through my veins at the prideful remark of my daughter.

I heard Bianca say something but all I heard was Anna's words and thought how I didn't deserve my daughter's praise.

It wasn't because of me that we lived in this nice apartment, it was her father who made it happen and Anna didn't even know it.

"Will you take me downstairs to the park?"

Anna's question pulled me out of my miserable thoughts and I focused back on their conversation.

"If your mother allows it, then yes."

Bianca replied to her with calmness.

"She will."

Anna announced and then turned to me and demanded, "Tell her, Mama."

I arched a brow at her and said, "Is that how you ask for permission?"

rephrased her

I can, right?"

you shouldn't then yes, Bianca is allowed to take

that she was going to spend most of the

okay with you, I would

have to catch a

stood up getting off the sofa and I

she asked, "So are you going

"No.

shown that she likes you and if you give me your phone number I'll let you know when you have to

gave a bright smile

good

fell asleep beside me, I got a text on

it, I knew who it would

of me wanted to ignore it but after the day I'd had I wanted to talk to him too, also I guessed

apology would soften him a little and it would be better for when I tell him the

the messenger and read his

"How is Mrs Huxley?"

back, not thinking much about how mundane

"Better.

the night in the

"I know."

Then another text came.

morning and come to

"How much early?"

"Seven."

wake up

seven but also Bianca would be able to come only at eight as she lived on the other

will wake

"Kristian… Please."

reply from him for five

took a deep breath and typed the three words that I was hoping would make a

am sorry for

I was unreasonably rude."

No reply came.

back thinking he wasn't going to reply, his text popped up

it up

"I can't."

he could ask why or get angry, I

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