The Reunion After Seven Years

Chapter 71 Why Aren't You Wearing Your Clothes

Upon hearing Nicole's stern voice, Jay stopped and turned to her with an aggrieved look on his face.

"But Mommy..."

Seeing the quarrel between the mother and son, Kerr walked to the latter's side and lifted him up in his arms with a faint smile on his face. Then he looked at Nicole and lied blatantly,

"He was telling the truth. I'm afraid of sleeping alone, so I asked him to stay here with me. Why not? Director Ning, if you are still worried, you can stay with us too. My bed is big enough for all of us."

He looked at her playfully and didn't think he had said anything wrong. The anger on her face didn't go unnoticed by him, either.

"You!" Nicole snapped.

She didn't know what to say. For the first time, she thought that Kerr was such a rascal. He really had no bottom line. It was obvious that he was using Jay as a bargaining chip.

Seeing her son in his arms, she suddenly felt powerless.

"Mommy, just say yes, okay? I promise it will just be for one night!" Jay chimed in at this moment.

As he spoke, he stretched out his small hand and held hers.

When Nicole saw Jay's innocent face, she couldn't refuse him.

She realized that perhaps she couldn't be so selfish. Since Jay had never had a father's love, it was only natural that he would seek it. Now, Kerr was a good compensation for him. Besides, Kerr was indeed Jay's real father.

"I'll go get my pajamas," she finally said,

then turned around and went back to her room.

"Yes!" Jay yelled triumphantly. Then, with a wide smile on his face, he turned to Kerr, who looked back at him affectionately.

Kerr carried the boy into the bathroom, helped him take off his clothes,

and threw them outside the door of the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Nicole paced around her room, thinking long and hard about the matter.

'It's not a big deal. Jay is with us too. I believe he won't dare to do anything to me,' she thought, reassuring herself.

After several minutes of hesitation, she finally plucked up the courage to return to Kerr's room.

The bedroom door was open. When she walked in, she saw Jay's clothes at the door. To her surprise, Kerr was nowhere to be seen. Was he giving Jay a bath?

It was hard for her to imagine him doing such a thing. She walked forward and curiously opened the bathroom door, but the scene in front of her gave her a shock.

"Ah!"

She turned her back to the bathroom at once.

"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!" she yelled.

Before opening the door, she had only noticed Jay's clothes outside, so she hadn't expected that Kerr would be sitting naked in the bathtub with Jay. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Miss Ning, would you take a bath with your clothes on in your own house?" Kerr replied dryly.

Then, imagining the look of embarrassment that must be on Nicole's face, he smiled, stood up, and stepped out of the bathtub. Then, he stepped into the shower and reached for the shower head.

"Ha-ha, Mommy, you took advantage of Uncle Gu. You have to be responsible for him!"

Sitting in the bathtub and playing with the bubbles in his hands, Jay looked at Nicole's back with a happy grin.

Nicole's face suddenly turned red, and, in an agitated voice, she replied,

"Don't talk nonsense. I didn't see anything."

She indeed hadn't seen anything. When she had opened the door of the bathroom, both Kerr and Jay had been submerged in the bubbles in the bathtub.

Now, she was confused by the sound of the water in the shower, but she didn't dare to turn around. After a while, Kerr turned off the faucet and wrapped Jay with a bath towel. Then, he put on his bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

"It doesn't matter if you saw anything. You should be responsible for it," he said lightly as he passed Nicole.

"Shame on you!"

Nicole cursed in a low voice, drowning in embarrassment.

Then, she walked over to Jay and wiped his hair with a towel, giving her son a stern look.

'What kind of son do I have! He always sides with others!' she thought bitterly to herself.

When she raised her eyes to glare at Kerr, she caught sight of him wiping his hair and felt a little dazed. However, no matter how charming Kerr was, she couldn't fall for him.

After getting dressed, Kerr lifted Jay and set him down in the middle of the big bed. Then, he lay down next to him while Nicole lay down on the other side. She turned her back to the two of them and looked out of the window with a frown.

Although she was a little tired after everything that had happened today, she couldn't fall asleep easily as she was not used to sleeping on the same bed with Kerr.

"Mommy, give me your hand," Jay whined softly, turning his head to look at Nicole's back.

He knew that his mother had suffered a lot of grievance today, but everything he had done today was for her sake.

Nicole had no choice but to turn around when she heard Jay's voice. She stretched out her hand and patted his body, but Jay grabbed her hand and placed it on his stomach.

Then, he took Kerr's hand and placed it on top of his mother's. Feeling content, he finally closed his eyes.

Nicole's heart ached as she looked at this unfamiliar expression on Jay's face. Sleeping like this was a common thing for every child, but for Jay, it was a luxury.

"He can sleep like this every day from now on, if you like,"

Kerr said earnestly, holding Nicole's hand tight.

He had never felt as peaceful as he did at this moment, and he felt an insatiable greed for this feeling.

Nicole gradually closed her eyes, pretending not to hear him. She didn't know how to answer him because her heart had begun to waver.

She couldn't deny that Kerr's actions today had moved her. It seemed that he could understand what she was thinking and what she wanted even if she didn't say anything.

"Good night."

Although Kerr knew that Nicole wasn't asleep, he could feel that she wasn't being as defensive as usual toward him. This was a good sign.

He leaned over and gave both Jay and Nicole a gentle kiss on the forehead before closing his eyes.

When Nicole felt Kerr's lips on her forehead, she stiffened. A feeling that was hard to describe arose in her heart.