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?"

then rephrased her words, "Mama, tell her

I can, right?"

you behave and don't do anything that you shouldn't then yes, Bianca is allowed to take

going to spend most of the

I would

to catch a

up getting off the sofa and I did

she asked, "So are you going to ask for

"No.

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

a bright smile and

good care of

that night when Anna fell asleep beside me, I got a text

I knew

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

a little and it would

I opened the messenger and read

"How is Mrs Huxley?"

back, not thinking much about

"Better.

the night in the facility

"I know."

Then another text came.

in the morning and

"How much early?"

"Seven."

wake up

Bianca would be able to come only at eight as she lived on the other side

will wake up for

"Kristian… Please."

was no reply from him

typed the three words

am sorry for this

I was unreasonably rude."

No reply came.

thinking he wasn't going to reply, his text

it up

"I can't."

he could ask why or get angry, I quickly typed,

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