After hearing Luna’s words, a sense of urgency and concern flashed across Jones’s eyes, tinged with a hint of reproach. He questioned , "Why didn’t you tell sooner?"
"Weren’t you with Catherine at that ti?" I retorted.
Jones seed to be taken aback by my response and just stared at in silence.
Luna defended , "Don’t look at Eliana like that. I used to encourage her to accept you, thinking you were a decent and loyal man, not like Damon. But it seems I was wrong. Birds of a feather flock together,
huh? How could clear water spring from a mire?"
Jones’s face darkened at her harsh words. Luckily, we were alone, so there was no one else to witness his humiliation.
"I had sothing important to deal with last night," Jones started, pausing to glance at Luna. His gaze was slightly hesitant, but then he regained his composure and asked, "Since you knew Catherine was here, did you tell Damon?"
"Why would I tell Damon? It’s their business, not mine." I replied nonchalantly.
"Alright, I understand." Jones contemplated for a mont before turning towards the front door. "Is Serena in there too? I’d like to see her."
Luna looked at questioningly, but I subtly shook my head, not wanting her to stop Jones.
Jones’s affection for the kids was genuine, untainted by any pretense. I wasn’t heartless enough to keep him away from them.
Still, I felt compelled to say, "Please wait here for a minute. I’ll bring Serena out.’
Jones halted in his tracks.
I went inside to get Serena, who was doing better today, though she seed less lively and energetic than usual.
Jones’s face softened as soon as he saw Serena. He took her from and gently rocked her in his arms.
"Serena, do you rember Daddy?" He asked softly.
Hearing the word "Daddy" stung a little. For the past six months, everyone saw Jones as Serena and Brandon’s father. He often referred to himself as such, especially in public.
It must have beco a habit by now, hence his slip of the tongue.
Luna didn’t seem to notice anything amiss. She was just frowning at the scene, probably comparing Jones’s actions to Mitch’s.
Serena seed to enjoy being in Jones’s arms, occasionally laughing and reaching out to grab his shirt.
I didn’t interrupt them and let them have their mont. But then Jones’s phone rang, forcing him to take the call.
I took Serena from him and glanced at his phone. It was Catherine calling.
Catherine sure was bold, taking risks as she always did. If Damon and Lisa found out she was in the city, and that she might have had a hand in Jones’s dealings with Coleman Co., she could kiss her chances of marrying Damon goodbye.
"Please go ahead. I’m going ho with Luna." I told Jones dismissively. He had changed too much, and I wasn’t interested in prying into his business with Catherine.
"Alright, and I’ll explain everything later." Jones replied, sounding a bit impatient.
I didn’t need his explanation, but I kept that to myself. I carried Serena and left with Luna. As we stepped inside, Luna closed the door tightly behind us.
Luna spoke up once Jones’s car had driven away, "Eliana, you really don’t plan on getting back together with Jones, do you? It seems like you’re rather indifferent towards him.
"Really?" I was a bit surprised. I didn’t think I was being cold; I was just keeping a safe distance to avoid any unnecessary complications.
"Definitely. It feels like there’s nothing left between you two." Luna sighed, "It’s a pity for the kids. He’s a good father, I could tell. I noticed it back in abroad. I guess all n are the sa – incapable of being a good husband but can be good fathers."
But Jones wasn’t even the father of my children. I thought to myself guiltily.
Feeling more guilty, I decided to stay at Luna’s place for another day. I was planning to go back to Ja’s, but she pointed out that it wouldn’t be convenient for him as a married man, especially since
his wife Hannah was pregnant. So I’d better stay here with her, who was living alone with a handful of hired help and no husband or in-laws to worry about, until I decided to return to abroad.
I accepted her suggestion. Now the complications between Jones and Damon were temporarily settled, but not completely. Plus, Dylan had showed up. I had to remain at the city to make clear of what it was between him and Catherine.
It was indeed enjoyable staying with Luna. Apart from taking care of the kids, it felt like being single again. Sofia and Clara would occasionally drop by for a al and so girl talk.
After Clara’s falling out with Sean last ti, she declared she wouldn’t waste any more ti on him.
She was determined to focus on her career instead of a man.
I found it hard to believe.
"Eliana, your phone is ringing. Who’s this Dylan?" Luna asked as she handed my phone when I was playing with the kids.
"Just a friend." I took the phone and answered the call, keeping my reply as simple as possible.
I hadn’t been in touch with Dylan for a few days and it was clear he was growing anxious. He thought I’d forgotten about the promise I’d made to him and so, he rang up and pressed about it. I tried to
soothe him, "Dylan, take a deep breath, alright? I’m on the lookout for her as well. You know she’s got these amazing dical skills and a lot of people are after her expertise. Tracking her down isn’t as
easy as picking up a phone. It takes ti and effort. You can also try reaching out to her from your end as well."
"I can’t, Ms. Brooks," Dylan blurted out. "She’s deliberately avoiding !"
At this point, I was certain there was sothing more to Dylan and Catherine’s relationship and it wasn’t anything pleasant."
I decided to probe a bit more. "Why would she be avoiding you? Is it because your condition is serious and she can’t treat it, so she doesn’t want to waste your ti and money?"
"No, no, no, it’s not like that. Anyway, I’m hoping to hear from you soon. Please let know the mont you find sothing, okay?" Dylan didn’t want to discuss his relationship with Catherine any further. He just repeatedly impressed upon his urgency.
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