As I opened my eyes, I see a figure in the window.

Where I am?

Sitting on the bed, I moved my eyes around. The cold air sting at my skin. That's when I realised I am naked.

“I hope if I leave Jamie with you, then you wouldn't be giving him to anyone.” A feminine voice walked toward me. I blinked my eyes to get a clear view of the voice. That's my wife… Wearing a knee-length, baby pink satin nightgown.

I could feel myself feeling hot, now…. in her presence.

“What's the time?” I managed to ask. My vocal cord is aching. The muscles are tired. It felt like I wasn't sleeping, I was at the gym before I woke up.

“8.” Her dead voice came. Even she has a problem while talking.

The first thought that came to my mind was twins and school. “Are they late?” I asked the woman who was pulling the drawer beside me. She is going somewhere.

“They?” She didn't look at me, focusing on her work.

“Twins.”

“I dropped them to school.”

Her answer is not making sense. I remember when I read her file, she doesn't know about driving. That's an alien thing for her. She cannot drop kids to school. I held her wrist to stop her. She stopped but didn't look at me. I could see the marks I left on her neck last night… I did a good job. And she doesn't need to go to Theo Edwards. I am here… With her.

“I am not going to meet Theo.” She mumbled.

I frowned. Did she hear me?

“If you are thinking that I am going to Theo, then no, I have an important issue to address.” She finally looked at me. Her swollen eyes without her glasses reminds me of the moment when I looked into her for the first time. She was scared… Like she's praying for life.

“Adrian is happily married. He doesn't want any of my kids.” I clarified. My genius plan backfired.

“Jamie… Jamie.” I tried to control Jamie, but this ball of energy is not stopping. Then, Zippy pulled my pants, causing me to fall.

Thud.

It stopped everything around the office. The staff, people, looked at me with shock. They feared me… I caught them staring at me like they are hypnotized by me.

The squeal of my son and the panting of the dog broke the hypnotic episode and went back to their work.

“Goo boi….” Jamie patted Zippy's furry head.

“Hey you…" Pointing at Zippy, I grabbed the attention of both kids. Jamie and Zippy. “This is what you are teaching to my son.” I raised my eyebrow and sat on the floor, challenging the dog that is trying to corrupt my son. I can feel that he is plotting against me. This furry being doesn't like me. Neither, I like him. Why do we need him, when there are security cameras on the property, a proper huge metal gate?

Jamie hugged Zippy, blocking my staring competition with the four-legged child. That kid is mocking me. He can hug Jamie, but I get teeth when I hug my son.

That's it.

I rushed and managed to get Jamie in my arms. But instead of welcoming me, Jamie started to struggle and Zippy tried to climb on me.

“I will throw you out of our life,” I warned Zippy.

Then a miracle happened and Zippy sat quietly, like he understood. His large ears were unhappy, and he was looking down.

“You know what I said?” I asked him.

Slowly lifting those eyes, I was attacked by the puppy eyes.

What just happened?

Shaking his head, Jamie looked at Zippy with concern. The sad Zippy fuel the rage of a toddler, and my son attacked me. He cupped my jaw and bit my nose.

“Jamie….” I called him. But it's useless.

All of a sudden, my son was taken from me. He shrieked with anger.

“You brat….” Nevada was about to hit Jamie, but I stopped her. This assistant thinks she can do anything. I just slept with her because I was out of my mind.

“Don't you dare to touch my son,” I cautioned her. “You are fired.” Declaring, I took my scared son, who immediately hugged me. Even now, Zippy is growling at her.

Perfect.

At least, this pup knows this lady is a danger to my child. He is perfect. He should be at home with us.

“Zippy… Show her the way out.” I politely ask. And, miraculously, he walked towards her with his teeth exhibiting his intention.

This dog is so trained.

“You can't fire me without a reason.” Nevada was hesitant, scared. She is trying her last time.

“I can…” Pointing at the camera at the corner, “child abuse.” I informed her about the potential brutality I can offer.

“I want the new carpet. It's old.” I mumbled, looking at Jamie, who was writing on walls.

“But that's just a daycare.” I don't know who answered.

“I am not leaving my children there.” I snapped at the voice.

“Children?” Asking, I realized the background rustle of the voice had stopped.

“I think, the work will be done by the morning.”

Without arguing, he asked about other changes. I looked around the internet to inform about the changes while Jamie walked next to me. He was pulling me to take me somewhere. I had to cut the conversation and focus on the demanding toddler.

“Do you know you are stopping me to do a business?” I asked busy Jamie, who showed me weird figures on the wall.

“Mommy….” He pointed at the wall. His eyes were shining with pride. That smile took my heart. He has her smile. Even Annie has her smile. The pleasing, calming smile. They can capture someone's heart… No, every heart. She never gave me this smile. I want this smile for me.

“That's perfect.” I heard my voice. That's uncontrolled. I couldn't believe I am finding this piece of work as the best art in the universe.

Grinning, Jamie pointed at the other figure. “Jas… Aanie… Che… Zippy.” He finished.

“You are an artist…” My excitement peaked looking at him.

“Stenja….” He finally pointed at the figure that was a little away from the group.

“Is that me?” I remember he screamed “stenja” whenever he looks at me.

Nodding, Jamie looked behind me. I know, he tried to copy the photo I clicked that evening when all the 4 kids with Zippy and my wife were in the garden. But the twist is, he tried to add me. He knows I am family. We are family… And we are staying together.

“Do you know I am your dad?” I asked the pure soul.

Nodding, “Dada.” He smiled.

I couldn't help but cry. He called me Dada. I am a dad. My wife gave me a child… My children. Our children. He has her smile.

That's perfect.

I need them in my life.

I require her in my life.

I… I love her, my wife.

“You have 4 kids, yet you are crying like you heard Dada for the first time.” Dad interrupted my emotions.

Hugging Jamie, “You ruined my mood.” He kissed him. My son has the silkiest hair I have ever touched. My wife takes care of him.

“I have the picture, I'll send this to you.” Dad sat on the couch. “He looks exactly like you. Same hair, same eyes…”

“But he has her smile.” I was proud of my son as well as My wife. She gave me everything I need in my life. She is the best thing in my life.

“Yes, he has.” Dad was busy looking at Jamie when a knock interrupted us. “Daniel….” Dad called, and Daniel Brown emerged from the door. “I called him, we need to tell you something….” A pause. “Actually, everything we know.”

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