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 words, "Mama, tell her that I can go

I can, right?"

don't do anything that you shouldn't then yes, Bianca is

to spend most of the time downstairs

it's okay with you, I would like to

to

stood up getting off the sofa

are you going to ask

"No.

if you give me your phone number I'll let you know

a bright smile and said,

take good care of

night when Anna fell asleep beside me,

it, I

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

soften him a little and it would be

messenger and read

"How is Mrs Huxley?"

back, not thinking much about how

"Better.

have her under observation for the night in the facility near the

"I know."

Then another text came.

be ready early in the morning and come to my apartment before we head to the

"How much early?"

"Seven."

wake up

Bianca would be able to come only at eight as she

wake

"Kristian… Please."

no reply from him for

the three words

sorry

I was unreasonably rude."

No reply came.

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

make it up to

"I can't."

could ask why or get angry, I quickly typed, "I really had a tiring day,

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