As soon as it was time to get off work, Natasha’s phone rang.

“Mommy, have you finished work?” At the other end of the line, Denise’s voice was full of expectation.

“You’re calling me at the exact time. What else can I say?”

“Does that mean you’re not working overtime today?”

Natasha could not be clearer about her intentions. “No, I don’t have to work overtime, so I’ll pick you up later.”

“Yeah! We’ll wait for you, then!” Denise was overjoyed.

“Well!” After hanging up the phone, Natasha packed her stuff, clocked out, and left.

The school was half an hour’s drive from Natasha’s office, so when she arrived, most of the students had already left.

She called Denise’s number. “I’m here. Where are you guys?”

“Oops! I forgot to tell you, Mommy. Gramps came and fetched us earlier,” Denise replied.

“So, what should I do?”

The moment Natasha finished asking, a voice came from above her head. “You are Denise’s mom, Natasha, aren’t you?”

Hearing the voice, she looked in its direction and saw in front of her, a gentleman who fitted the description of the director of school affairs just as Denise had described.

Wearing black and standing upright, he looked energetic and fresh. His facial features really did resemble Yohan Yamaguchi, the good-looking and famous actor.

No wonder, Denise had such a crush on him.

On the other end of the line, Denise laughed as she heard Zachary’s voice. “Mommy, enjoy your chat with him. I’m hanging up the phone!”

Without waiting for a reply, Denise hung up the phone.

Awkwardly, Natasha put away her phone. Facing the man in front of her, she nodded. “Yes, that’s me.”

“Denise told me your phone cannot be reached so she asked me to wait here and inform you that her grandfather came to pick them up,” Zachary explained.

“Thank you. Just now… there was no signal on my phone.” Natasha was forced to lie which was against her natural inclinations.

Zachary smiled. “I’m Zachary Lynch.” As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

“I’m Natasha Watson.” Natasha shook his hand politely.

“I know, since Denise talks about you often,” Zachary said with a gaze that was both sincere and gentle.

After encountering Kenneth, an old man who was all fang, tooth, and claw, Natasha was suddenly at a loss in front of this handsome gentleman.

“Shall we go for a cup of coffee?” Zachary asked.

What?

wanted?” Zachary

in

a nice café, but we have to drive there!” He

they entered the

heart. Every gesture and move that he made was graceful and elegant. He did not say much, but everything he said was sincere and sounded

says that you have all

We just came back one

must be quite a challenge, looking after three kids

of me.” Since he was frank, Natasha

laughter. “All your three kids

was quick to admit to this. “Indeed, they are

chatting freely, they soon reached the café which he had

café was good, quiet, and stylish. Zachary and

ordering from the menu, they

which made him irritable. He just happened to look out of his car and there was Natasha seated inside leaning against the window,

car,” he said

stopped the car

facing the window where Natasha was seated, he could see clearly every movement

when she

the things that we wish to avoid would

breath and looked away. “I went

that, Kenneth turned around and

spoke to this Ms. Watson who

frowned. “What

you, but I did not want you

it?” Kenneth

what Natasha had done. It did not matter how she handled

nodded. “She took it.” After that, she elaborated, “So, at this moment, it is apparent that she has a new

countenance took a

of your emotions. Once there is negative news, it will be very detrimental

did not respond. At that moment, none of what she said

Natasha…

he did give her money, but she refused vehemently to

is taking one million? Haha… This is

“Drive on,” Kenneth said.

the driver resumed

at his side,

was certain in her mind that Kenneth would no longer take

before between them, it is truly over

information she held in her hand, she was secretly

and Natasha had

caring and gentle, making one feel at ease in every way, physically

without pretense. Thus, they felt like old friends at

many friends,

of her being, she felt that this was the type of man who could make

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