Five years later, Chicago.
There was sound that a kid was crying for mercy from the old building.
"Mom, I know I made a mistake!"
In the living room, there was a little and cute boy who was grabbing his ear and pouting poorly.
Jessica was frowning and holding an examination paper in her hand.
"Jason Wilson, look at you English examination paper! What a bad score you got! Are you going to make me angry on purpose?"
"Mom..." The boy squeezed his face looking so upset.
"Look at the answer you wrote, here you should write 'there is a boy' but you wrote 'there are a boy'!"
"Mom..." He was saying that in a soft and sweat tone so as to appease his mom.
"And this one: three people not three person."
"Mom..."
"Don't pretend that you are wronged. How could you make such stupid mistakes?"
"..." Jason was scared and kept crying.
"Look, how could you write 'goes' but not 'go'?"
Jessica pursed her lips and actually she didn't want to be that strict to her boy, but his English grammars were too bad.
Just then, Jessica's mom Martha Owen was coming out from the kitchen, and chuckled,
"Did Jason do so badly in exam? Come, let grandma have a look at it."
Then Martha wore her glasses and took the paper from Jessica and glanced at the answers then she laughed.
"Jason is still so young but he could answer such difficult questions, I think he is so talented."
"Only grandma can understand me..." Jason came over to Martha and acted cute.
"Mom, you are speaking for him!" Jessica stared at his son.
"Jessica, Jason was raised in Korea and we were just back to Chicago for half a year. It's so normal that his English grammars are not that good. Don't push him too much."
Martha was holding Jason tightly in her arms. In fact, she wasn't spoiling him. She understood that they went through so many difficulties in these few years.
"Fine, it's understandable that his English is not that good. But how about his Math?"
American-Chinese-not-enough!
Jessica was taking out another exam paper while she was taking. "Five times six is thirty but he wrote twenty five!"
"Mom, you said he was raised in Korea, but how could that affect his Math? He is going to piss me of"
Jason was pouting his lips and was hugging Martha tightly.
Jessica saw the answer for the other question, she became angrier and she grinned:
"Look, the answer of eight times five was forty five! Jason, you are brilliant! How could you write forty five?"
"It was just a Math exam, but he is so cute." Martha laughed when she heard what Jason wrote on his paper. "Jessica, he is still a small kid. You need to teach him slowly."
"A small kid? He is already five years old! He is old enough to study in a preschool class next year! But his English is so bad. I am so worried that he would learn nothing from the school..."
"It's all my fault. If I wasn't that sick, you didn't need to find a doctor for me in Korea..."
Martha knew that Jessica had done a lot for her.
Though Jessica insisted to not to tell her where the money came from.
She even didn't mention who was the father of Jason.
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