Crises in Love Novel Full Episode (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 138 

Truth be told, I was dumbstruck by the spectacle before me. Doubts began to stir in my heart. Why was every member of the Dawson doting Evan so much? Who on earth was his father? 

Every member of the Dawson clan seemed to have a penchant for boys, but the infectious joy on Jerome’s face was beyond anything I’ve ever seen. It wasn’t the kind of smile you’d expect from an uncle, but he looked like a happy father. 

Jerome was a married man, his wife, Camilla, an incredibly easy going woman, 

However, I’d hardly ever seen this sister–in–law of mine, let alone seen her in Jerome’s company. Even during holidays, she hardly visited the Dawson family home. And whenever she did, she’d help out in the kitchen without a word of complaint 

Jerome and Camilla had a daughter, two years younger than my Monique Being a girl, she hardly ever made an appearance at the Dawson family gatherings I reckon it’s been about four or five years since I last saw her. 

But this overflowing display of fatherly affection from Jerome was new to me.. 

Evan sat atop Jerome’s shoulders, a triumphant grin plastered on his face. His little hands tightly gripped Jerome’s head. It was clear they were quite familiar with each other. 

I wanted to snap a few more photos, but by the time I regained my senses, it was too late. Jerome had already walked out of my sight, carrying the child 

on his shoulders. 

I quickly grabbed my bag and hurried down the stairs, leaving the café. However, Jerome and Evan were nowhere in sight. 

No matter, one photo was enough to make my point. 

Soon, Probert came running up to me, a look of excitement on his face. He proudly announced that he had scored A+ in all his end–term exams. 

I quickly showered him with praises and asked him what he wanted to eat With a hesitant look in his eyes, he asked, “Mommy, can I have a hamburger?” 

“Absolutely!” A pang of guilt washed over me. I had been neglecting my child, I was certain he’d never tasted a hamburger in the Dawson household 

I took him to McDonald’s. We ate there and packed some to take home Even Helga, our nanny asked. “Ma’am, why did you bring back so much?” 

“Helga Probert scored A+ in all his subjects this term. We all need to celebrate his success! From now on, whenever Probert scores A+, we’ll celebrate We won’t cook and he gets to order whatever he wants!” I said, winking at Helga. 

Helga immediately understood and showered Probert with praises. She even said, “Probert, you’re amazing. I can’t wait to bask in your success when you grow up! You’re truly wonderful!” 

A look of pride that I’d never seen before spread across Probert’s cute face. He grinned confidently and said, “Next time, I want steak!” 

“Sure! We have to plan ahead for that! Helga’s face lit up with anticipation Probert’s grin widened. 

I quickly invited Helga to join us for the meal Our dinner has become a late–night snack! 

Helga chuckled and said. “I’d rather have a proper meal. This is kid’s food” 

I pulled her back, “Helga, let’s be kids for a day. Let’s indulge ourselves this once. I brought back a family meal. If we don’t finish it, it won’t taste good later” 

Only then did Helga sit down to eat with us. Helga wasn’t much of a talker, but she was observant. She had quickly caught on to our family’s situation and was being extra kind to me. 

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a message on WhatsApp. 

I grabbed a tissue and cleaned my hands before checking my phone. It was a message from Clara. She had some news that I was unaware of Jaylan had gone to the business meeting with Caleb and Jesper Marissa had gone with them. 

I raised my eyebrows, feeling a bit choked up How bold! They were blatantly flaunting their relationship. They should brace themselves for my wrath. 

I pondered for a moment before replying, “Pass this message on to your sister!” 

Clara immediately sent me a mischievous emoji Then she went silent 

I was intentionally testing Clara to see how she would react before entrusting her with a mission 

After tucking the kids into bed, I fell onto mine, exhausted. As soon as I picked up my phone, I saw a video sent by Clara 

The angle wasn’t very good. It was obviously a sneakily recorded video 

Clara was on the living room couch, her feet propped up, teasing Zora in a rather infuriating tone, “Hey, sis, isn’t it time to cook? I’m starving. How about some roast chicken with green beans today? Make sure it’s not too greasy. A salad would be nice too, with some dressing on the side!”