"This is not a problem. Just let him be jealous. Daddy is not important. Mommy, I should be the one you love most in your heart," whispered Joe to Cherry, confidentially.
"Yes, you are right," Cherry couldn't help but giggle, while she exchanged secret glances with Joe.
"What are you muttering about?" Jackson heard nothing about their conversation. How could they talk to each other behind his back? He felt bad on being left out by his family.
Neither Cherry nor Joe responded, they just ignored him.
Opening the rear door they sat in the car saying," Daddy, come on, let's go home."
Jackson started the car while asking again," You still haven't told me what you were talking about."
"We are talking about something secret." Joe felt very proud and grown up on talking to his Mommy while his Daddy didn't know what was going on.
"Yes, Joe, it's a secret between us," added Cherry, smiling. She was not going to give any information about the talk to Jackson due to his envy of Joe. Joe was hers, and it was the same with Jackson.
"One of you is my wife, and the other one is my son. You are my closest family. How could you keep secrets behind my back?" a smile appeared on Jackson's face when he was realized that he was not going to be a part of their exclusive club, which apparently required knowledge of secrets to enter.
"Daddy, there must have been a lot of excellent men around Mommy before, how did you deal with them?" asked Joe curiously. He was looking forward to understanding his Daddy's attitude towards his rivals in love.
"I just drove them away one after another, and let everyone know that your Mommy was mine by labeling her," replied Jackson. He always answered truthfully in front of Joe because he had realized his smart son knew and understood more than he imagined. Joe's intelligence quotient was beyond?his imagination.
"Oh, I see," responded Joe as he understood all at once.
Meanwhile, Cherry got angry sitting beside them. This was new information to her. She gazed at Jackson's side face inquiring," Jackson, what are you saying to our son? I dare you say that again!"
"That's it. Our son should have got the meaning," smiled Jackson.
"Yes, Mommy, I know the meaning of label. People can only do it at night," spoke Joe complacently, hand clamped over his mouth.
"Joe, stop!" commanded Cherry immediately. How could this naughty boy be her own son? Had anyone taught him all these dirty things?
"Joe, tell me, who told you all these? How can you know these things as a little pumpkin?" interrogated Cherry, horrified at everything he seemed to know. He was only a little boy and it seemed that someone had corrupted him.
"Mommy, I'm not little or a pumpkin. Both you and Daddy are smart, so how can I be a little pumpkin? I'm your smart and lovely son," Joe agitated at the way his Mommy had questioned him.
"Don't change the topic. Answer my question quickly," urged Cherry. It was reasonable for a smart boy to know something common, but she couldn't believe that Joe could even understand these cryptic matters that took place between two adults. What would she even do if Joe met some girls and fell in love with them? He was only a little boy and had a long way to go.
"Mommy, tell me, what were you thinking just now?" Joe had seen that there was something unusual in his Mommy's eyes and he could tell that something troubling was on her mind.
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