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?"

thought for a moment then rephrased her words,

I can, right?"

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

I knew that she was going to spend most of

I would like to leave

to catch

the sofa and I did

hesitated before she asked, "So are you

"No.

has already shown that she likes you and if you give me your phone number

gave a bright smile and said,

take good care

night when Anna fell asleep beside me, I

I knew

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 rude

it would be better for when I tell him the

messenger and

"How is Mrs Huxley?"

thinking much

"Better.

have her under observation for the night in the facility

"I know."

Then another text came.

ready early in the morning and come to my apartment

"How much early?"

"Seven."

don't even wake up

do wake up at seven but also Bianca would be able to come only at eight as she lived on

wake

"Kristian… Please."

reply from

deep breath and typed the three words that I was hoping

sorry for

I was unreasonably rude."

No reply came.

just putting my phone back thinking he wasn't going to reply, his text popped up

can make it up to me in the

"I can't."

angry, I quickly typed,

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