"I have no time!"
As finished my words, I picked up my bag, and went out.
I really can't take it anymore!
After I went out and drove the car to the studio, Nancy came over and said, "Ah, your are flushed. Are you in love?"
"No, I'm pissed off!"
I pouted and retorted.
Hearing this, Nancy immediately said solemnly, "Who made you angry? Tell me, I will beat him for you."
"Patrick."
I looked up and said seriously.
Upon hearing this name, Nancy frowned and said, "Why do you still have contact with him? Haven't you been completely isolated from each other all your life?"
That's right, shouldn't I be isolated from him all my life?
I was the one who couldn't free myself from the relationship. One time after another, he tricked me and made a fool of me.
I smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, from today on, I'll never have contact with him all my life."
"If I will be tricked by him again, I'm a real fool!" I thought.
"That's fine," Nancy said, and picked up the folder in her hand and continue, "I'll have a meeting first. You can take a rest first. Come in and listen to them after you calm down."
"I'm coming now."
As I spoke, I picked up my notebook and followed her.
It was Friday. I went to pick up Glenn first after work. Then went home.
As soon as I opened the door, the room was filled with the smell of food.
"Jason."
I saw he was cooking.
The boy saw us come in and smiled with his eyes narrowed into the shape of crescent moons, "Janetta, glad to see you've back."
"Well, I'm sorry. I have to bother you to cook on Friday."
I didn't know when it started. Jason used to cook for us only if he was there and it became common for him to cook.
In order to express my gratitude to him, I gave him a desktop of the highest level at present when his new semester started. And even if he only came here for two and a half days, I gave him a salary of six thousand.
The main point was that I still wanted to draw a clear line between us to indicate the employment relationship and keep him at distance.
"No bother at all. I'd like to cook for you."
As he spoke, his ears were turning slightly red.
And Glenn said beside him, "I think the food cooked by Jason tastes better than that by mother."
"If you like it, I can always cook for you."
"That's good!"
Glenn nodded his head vigorously.
However, I heard that there was another implication in Jason's words, so I hurried to say, "Glenn, don't be in wild manner. Jason will graduate from university soon and go to work. Then he will be busy with work, he must have his own life on weekends, so he must..."
"Janetta, are you sending me away?"
Without waiting for me to finish my words, Jason asked.
It seemed my thoughts had been seen through, for a moment, I did not know how to continue.
Then I smiled and said, "No, but you will be very busy in future. And I heard it is very common to work overtime in the field of animation."
"I can still spare some time..."
"Jason," I interrupted him, "You'll have your own life in the future at last. When you meet a girl of your own, you can take her out on weekends or hang out with friends. You don't have to help me all the time. And then Glenn will be older, he can take care of himself and doesn't need others to help."
I had to make it clear to him.
Otherwise, I was afraid that he would go further and further on a road that should not belong to him.
Jason lowered his eyes and said nothing. He turned to face the gas stove and said, "The meal is almost ready."
When I looked at him, only felt that the boy's face was blushed scarlet, and it was somewhat abnormal.
That night, after dinner, Jason played with Glenn for a while. At 9:30 p.m., I brought Glenn upstairs to sleep.
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