Chapter 6 Does He Have a Girlfriend

JACKSON, ANNA

Finally! Everything has been completed. Today was quite hectic.

"Everything is mended, Anna and the home looks lovely," Nanny added.

"Yeah, it does," I said as I embraced Nanny. "This is our house."

She returned my embrace and kissed my brow.

Today was the big day; we finally moved into our new home. This home is very stunning. I adore it, and she did well, judging from Nanny's expression.

I walked into my room and climbed into bed.

"Ah, I missed you so much, my beddy; it's been so long since I've slept peacefully."

But it's just 8 p.m., baby. You've already decided to sleep.

Yass! Because I need to relax. Tomorrow is my workday.

You're referring to your tedious job.

Yes! That is all. I'm afraid I'll die if I keep working there. And trust me, I will be the first person in history to die in silence.

I agree with you. You're not used to such silence.

Exactly. I'm hoping he speaks at least tomorrow.

Maybe.

Anyway, let's ignore it and go to bed.

I fell asleep shortly after that.

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"Shut up, bitch," I said, putting my pillow over my ears.

"Shut up, or I swear I'll break you," I said again.

It's the alarm, in case you're curious. This babe constantly wakes me up in the middle of the night.

"UGH!!" I exclaimed as I sat on the bed, ruffling my hair. Then I fixed my gaze on the alarm.

"You're a jerk, Bitch."

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I prepared for work by brushing my teeth and having a bath. When I got to the kitchen, I saw Nanny fixing breakfast.

"Good morning," I began.

"Why are you so pleased today?" she said suspiciously.

"Umm, I'm not sure, but I feel happiness blossoming within me," I responded.

"You're a total lost cause."

I laughed.

"Can you tell me what you had for breakfast?"

"Sandwiches."

"Lovely," I said as I sat down to wait for her to bring my dinner.

She grinned and shook her head.

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I'm standing at the entrance of the world's most boring location.

I sighed, frustrated.

Bels, you have no choice but to barge in. Keep in mind that you must pay your rent. You've got this.

Yep! Even if I don't want to, I have to.

Maria answered the door when I rang the doorbell. "Good morning," I responded with a grin.

"Good morning, sweetheart; how was your weekend?"

"Umm... crazy. I had a lot of stuff to accomplish, and I told you about my new flat, right?"

She attempted to recall it and then responded, "Oh yeah, you did."

"You're so shifting and everything."

"Oh, that poor baby."

I nodded, a sorrowful expression on my face.

Don't make that face, elderly woman. This baby slept for over ten hours. She is just fine.

I smirked internally and walked inside. When I heard people conversing in the living room, I came to a halt. I turned around to see who it was.

Mr. Parker and a lady were conversing on the sofa while Ryan stared at them from another couch.

When he glares, this youngster becomes even cuter. I hope I can have a child like this in the future. Using hmm... Parker, Mr. I considered looking up.

Oh my goodness! Consider his and my child. That youngster has my nice looks and brains. He would be ideal.

Umm. I believe you made a mistake.

Huh? What went wrong?

His attractiveness and brains. Perhaps I might contemplate your wonderful appearance, but brains... Sorry, hell.

Stop talking. Bitch!

"Anna," said a familiar voice from my side. I glanced up and saw Maria motioning for me to look forward. I glanced up to see Mr. Parker standing directly in front of me.

When did he get here?

"How often do I have to warn you not to zone out?" he said.

"Sorry, I-I-" I was interrupted by a female voice.

"Oh, she's the one. The babysitter," I said as I looked at the lady with whom Mr. Parker had been seated. She then approached us and remained there clutching his arm.

Please persuade her to go away from him; he is mine.

What? Your? What was the source of that? What have you been up to today?

I'm not sure why, but I don't like her clutching his arm.

Oh my goodness! Jealousy is in the air.

Jealous? Me? Why should I feel envious? No, I'm not.

You are correct. I'm envious.

I said that I was not.

"She tends to fade off when you're talking to her," Mr. Parker continued, gazing at me but talking to that lady, bringing me back to reality.

"Oh, sorry."

"Don't you get weary of saying sorry again and over?" he asked.

"Anna Jackson," I replied as I gazed at the lady.

"Mia White," she replied, averting her gaze.

Rude. I already despise her.

"I'll be going right now," Mr. Parker remarked, glancing at me but still chatting to that lady.

Ugh! What's causing my anxiety?

He then kneeled in front of Ryan's sofa and said, "Bye. I'll come back early, and then we can watch the movie you want together."

Ryan nodded and smiled at him. "Goodbye, Dad."

He kissed Ryan on the cheek and added, "Remember what I told you last night; you may take anything Miss Jackson offers you."

Ryan enthusiastically nodded.

I scowled.

However, I did not bring any cookies today. I ate them all last night. Why am I such a voracious eater?

Sigh.

Sigh.

Sigh.

Mr. Parker then stood up, gave me one final glance, and walked away. I was going to step up to Ryan when Mia grabbed my hand and pulled me back. I stared at her, perplexed.

"Listen, whatever your name is, I'm telling you to avoid Liam."

"Excuse me?" I inquired, perplexed.

"Don't pretend as if you don't understand what I'm saying, and stay away from my man."

"Who's your man?"

"Yes, my guy, he is my boyfriend, and we have been dating for months."

No! I can feel my heartbreaking.

He's already taken.

He is not married.

But I'm not going to lose to this b*tch.

"Listen, I don't care how long you've been together, and I don't even care; I'm here to do my job, so please just go," I replied, motioning with the arm that she was holding.

"Do you think I can't see how you stare at him?" she mocked.

Oh my goodness! Is it so obvious?

Yes, it is.

"Therefore, cease seducing him."

Wait. Seducing. When did it happen?

Bels has now exploded on her. Make that happen.

"Seduce? Do you even know what it means? I doubt it. You seemed clever at first, but now I can't say that since you're also a brainless bimbo. Baby, that's not called seducing; that's called good conversation." I was ready to leave when I realized something. I took a few steps back and stood in front of her. "And speaking of seducing, sitting on the sofa against a guy with hands all over his chest is called seducing."

Yes, she was seated in this posture, leaning on Liam.

Wait a minute; I nicknamed him Liam. This was the first time I addressed him as such. But I enjoy the sound of his name. And if this stupid bimbo can call him that, I can too.

Bimbo with no brain.

I went upstairs to Ryan's room. My rage was boiling up.

"How could she?"

"How could she speak to me like that?"

"I was just speaking with him and her..."

"UGH!!" I exclaimed.

Then I saw Ryan enter the room with a frown and sit on the bed staring at me.

Ignore him and concentrate on the babe.

I promise I'll murder that scumbag.

"BITCH!!" I shouted once more.

Then it hit me.

Oh my God! Ryan is also present. I shouldn't be saying these things in front of him. I knelt in front of him and said, "I am very sorry; just forget that term, okay?"

"Forget about it; I should not have spoken it before you."

"I apologize."

"Please disregard it."

"If your Dad finds out, he'll murder me."

"Please disregard everything."

"Baby, please be a good guy."

"And forget about me and that bitch as well." Oh no! I closed my eyes and smacked my lips with my hand.

"Well, I know she's a bitch," he joked.

My pupils dilated.