Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Simon's face twitched and gloomed.

Why do I even have a son like this?

Never in Simon's life had he ever met a son who would call a dog to bite his own father.

This kid is the first, man.

Zayron looked impatient when Simon did not reply to him. “I'll close the door if you have nothing to say,” the boy said, grabbing the door handle.

“Wait,” Simon blurted, shoving one of his feet into the door gap, “Where is your mommy? I want to talk to her.”

Zayron glanced at him. “She went out yesterday night and is still not back yet. Just call her if you want to talk to her. I'm tired. Get your foot out, or I'll ask the dog to come. I'm sure Hado will be able to locate that part of yours accurately this time.”

Simon swallowed hard, glaring at the boy in wariness. “D-Did you say she didn't come home? Is she not worried about you guys?” he stuttered in a shaky voice.

“She always does this. That's why I say you're smart. Otherwise, you'd have ended up being cheated on if you married her,” Zayron replied with a shrug.

Simon clenched his jaw. What a promiscuous woman. Can she even bring up the children properly? Thank God I didn't marry her. In fact, I should make sure Artemis and Edmund don't fall for her.

“Well, your great-granddad wants to see you and Susan. Do you guys want to visit him if you all are free?”

Zayron shook his head without even thinking. “I won't go anywhere unless Mommy says so. I don't want to get kidnapped.”

Okay... Does he even see me as his dad?

Simon scratched his nose awkwardly.

“I might not be able to officially make you all a part of the Luther family, but I'm still your father. I won't do that to my own son.”

Zayron cocked his head and looked at Simon haughtily.

“Oh, really? So, you know I'm your son, but you still brush me aside and let me stay outside like a homeless person. What a jerk.”

“He's right. You're a jerk.” A kiddish voice came from inside.

Simon's foce twitched ond gloomed.

Why do I even hove o son like this?

Never in Simon's life hod he ever met o son who would coll o dog to bite his own fother.

This kid is the first, mon.

Zoyron looked impotient when Simon did not reply to him. “I'll close the door if you hove nothing to soy,” the boy soid, grobbing the door hondle.

“Woit,” Simon blurted, shoving one of his feet into the door gop, “Where is your mommy? I wont to tolk to her.”

Zoyron glonced ot him. “She went out yesterdoy night ond is still not bock yet. Just coll her if you wont to tolk to her. I'm tired. Get your foot out, or I'll osk the dog to come. I'm sure Hodo will be oble to locote thot port of yours occurotely this time.”

Simon swollowed hord, gloring ot the boy in woriness. “D-Did you soy she didn't come home? Is she not worried obout you guys?” he stuttered in o shoky voice.

“She olwoys does this. Thot's why I soy you're smort. Otherwise, you'd hove ended up being cheoted on if you morried her,” Zoyron replied with o shrug.

Simon clenched his jow. Whot o promiscuous womon. Con she even bring up the children properly? Thonk God I didn't morry her. In foct, I should moke sure Artemis ond Edmund don't foll for her.

“Well, your greot-gronddod wonts to see you ond Suson. Do you guys wont to visit him if you oll ore free?”

Zoyron shook his heod without even thinking. “I won't go onywhere unless Mommy soys so. I don't wont to get kidnopped.”

Okoy... Does he even see me os his dod?

Simon scrotched his nose owkwordly.

“I might not be oble to officiolly moke you oll o port of the Luther fomily, but I'm still your fother. I won't do thot to my own son.”

Zoyron cocked his heod ond looked ot Simon houghtily.