Novel Sweet
Chapter 45
Chapter 45
Seeing Jaylan's performance, I couldn't afford to fall behind.
"Oh, come on, it's not that grave!" I said calmly, "However, investments need to be cautious. It's not
wise to touch the money in the family account. We have to think long term. After all, we have three
kids, and we need to secure their future.
You know as well as I do, the higher the profit, the higher the risk in business. We need to lay a solid
foundation for the kids. If the business fails, we can always bounce back. But we can't gamble with the
kids' future."
I was resolute, "This money is off-limits. You better return it as soon as possible!"
Jaylan remained silent, didn't readily agree to repay the money.
"Honey, there's no need to be upset. My health isn't great, and I'm feeling insecure. You have to
understand! I'm still the homemaker here. If there's no money in the family account, how am I
supposed to feel at ease?" I reasoned, "I can't help you with the business right now, but you've got to
let me feel secure about household matters, right?"
"Fine!" Jaylan's tone was somewhat impatient, "Once I get the payment, I'll return the money!"
With that, he stood up to go upstairs. I stopped him, seizing the opportunity, "Honey, I contacted
Probert's former preschool principal yesterday. I'm thinking about sending Carl there in the next few
days!"
Before Jaylan could respond, Zora rushed out of the kitchen, "Madam, isn't it a bit early to send Carl to
the preschool? Maybe we should wait a bit longer!"
Ignoring her, I continued, "He needs to learn something. Monique and Probert were already babbling
rhymes at his age. The only thing Carl has learned so far is how to hit people! It's best to let the
teachers discipline him at preschool!"
I said this for Zora's benefit, indicating that I'm aware of her encouraging Carl to hit me. Does she really
think I would swallow it?
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Obviously, he can't interfere with sending our kid to preschool.
Jaylan paused, thought for a moment, and responded, "Whatever you say!"
Zora seemed frustrated, calling out, "Sir…"
Jaylan didn't even glance at her, heading straight upstairs, coldly saying, "Do your job!"
Zora clamped her mouth shut, not daring to speak again.
Since Jaylan agreed, I didn't hesitate. The next day, Jaylan and I sent Carl to preschool. I couldn't let
Zora use my child as a shield anymore.
When sending Carl, Zora insisted on coming along. Seeing Carl crying heartrendingly and constantly
looking at Jaylan, my heart ached.
Jaylan turned to me, asking, "Is he too young?"
I snapped back, "Is this your first time being a dad? Didn't our first two cry when we sent them?"
With that, I gritted my teeth, got in the car, and Zora looked at me pleadingly, "Can I stay here a bit
longer? If he can't adapt, I'll bring him back!"
I didn't expect Zora to care so much about Carl. I couldn't tell if this was a blessing for Carl, a tragedy
for me, or just her ulterior motives.
But thinking about the missing drug, my heart hardened.
I just don't believe this vixen could actually be kind-hearted. If I make a move against her and she uses
the child as leverage, I would be helpless.
"Go! It's necessary. If worst comes to worst, he'll cry for a few days, get a little sick, and then he'll
adapt!" I said, hard-hearted.
Zora reluctantly got in the car with us, even shed some tears.
Ha! She was really into it, more than me, his own mother. If you didn't know better, you'd think she was
his mother!
That day, both Zora and I were a bit distracted. It wasn't even four o'clock when Zora knocked on my
door, asking if we could pick up Carl early.
I sat up from the bed, yawning, "I'll go with you!"
Zora immediately said sincerely, "No need, ma'am, I can go. You wait at home!"
Her response was exactly what I wanted. I nodded my approval and even let her drive my car to pick
him up.
Soon, I saw Zora, all dressed up, happily driving my car away from the house.