Chapter 188


    Chapter 188


    My mom got a shocker from my thoughts, “If you’re married, why wouldn’t you want a kid? Is a child


    less important than a man?”


    Caught off guard and with a fork and knife in hand, I didn’t know how to respond. I dared not tell her


    that I might never be able to have a kid.


    “Irene, having your own child is always better! My mom gave me a serious talk.


    I felt really upset after listening to her


    After dinner, my mom had to go to her office, leaving me all alone. I found Russel’s mother’s phone


    number, and after thinking for a bit, I decided to give


    her a ring


    Russel’s mom picked up almost instantly, and her voice sounded young, “Hello, who is this?”


    “Mrs. Dawson, hello, I’m Irene, a friend of Russel’s.” I calmly introduced myself,pletelyposed.


    Since I never had any intention of being with Russel, his mom’s disapproval didn’t bother me.


    There was a slight pause on the other end after my introduction, and it seemed like she didn’t expect


    me to reach out.


    Due to my background and the fact that I was Neil’s ex wife, Russel’s mom had always been cordial


    with me. Even though she had a strained rtionship with Russel, she never showed me any


    disrespect.


    Over the phone, she exined politely why they were against Russel and me being together.


    “Ms. Finch, I know you must be a good person, or else the Whitmore family wouldn’t have allowed Neil


    to marry you, but you know the rtionship between Russel and Neil. Can you imagine the public


    bacsh Russel would face if he were with you?” she sighed and said, “I still can’t figure out how he


    suddenly turned against Neil these past two years. Looking back, it might be because of you.”


    “Mrs. Dawson, Russel and I are just friends I know how he feels about me, but our dating is out of the


    question. You have my word,” I said, understanding her concern.


    Russel’s mother chuckled, “Ms Finch, that’s a relief to hear.”


    “Yes, but please don’t force him to resign I requested earnestly


    “As long as he’s not so stubborn, we won’t be unreasonable. Ms. Finch, I know I maye across as


    blunt, but please, if it’s not necessary, try to avoid seeing Russel, okay?” she asked again.


    I was silent for a moment. I knew Russels mother still suspected an inappropriate rtionship between


    me and Russel. She feared we might take a step


    too far.


    I felt utterly humiliated after making that call, but at least it would lessen the pressure on Russel from


    his mom.


    “All right.” I agreed.


    “Ms. Finch, thank you “I could hear the relief in her voice, and with that, she hung up


    I was left in a daze, feeling a pang of rejection.


    Yet, Ipletely understood why. If my son were to pursue my friend’s ex–wife, I wouldn’t ept it


    either, especially if that ex–wife might not be able to have kids in the future.


    After a while, Iughed at myself, grabbed my bag, and headed out, nning to find a ce to have a


    drink and unwind.


    While waiting at a red light, I rang up Ste, “Ste, do you know which bar in town has the most


    hunks?”


    Steughed and said, “I have no clue, but if you ask me about which brand of diapers is the best, I


    can give you an answer!”


    “Wow, hrious!” I joked, then hung up the phone.


    Three minutester, Barbara called, her voice filled with excitement, “Rena, are you looking for a hottie


    to date? Come over, I’m having drinks with Ss and his friends. A couple of them are single and q


    perfect f


    for you!”


    “Really? All right, I’m on my way!” I replied, thrilled.


    When I arrived at the small pub where Barbara and the others were, they were all having a good time


    chatting away.


    There were about seven or eight people at the table, a couple of whom were indeed quite handsome,


    dressed in simple styles, looking young and seemingly not much older.


    Barbara introduced me to the young guy sitting across from me. He was a singer at the bar with some


    online fans named Jameson.


    “Hello.” Jameson was a good looking guy with a charming smile.


    “Hello” My main goal for that night was to find a man, not only to chill out but also to get Neil and


    Russel off my back.


    Among everyone at the table, Jameson was the youngest and sweetest talker, and he easily made me


    laugh.


    Barbara whispered to me, “What do you think of Jameson? I heard he likes older women, but just a


    heads up, he’s got some fans online who might give you a hard time”


    Tm just looking for some fun, not a serious rtionship. What’s to be scared?‘ I replied.


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    “Ah, Rena, are you taking over Ste’s gig?” Barbara asked, stunned.


    Just smiled and didn’t answer. I didn’t feel like disclosing my ns there.


    We were all adults; there was no need to spell out everything. After dinner, Barbara and Ss left, and I


    hopped into Jameson’s car.


    Jameson, being experienced, helped me put on my seat belt. His casual touch was quite a turn–on.


    Chapter 188


    You smell nice,” he smiled at me, trying to sound suave.


    ‘Do you like it?” I flirted back, ying with my hair


    He replied honestly, “I do. Shall we head straight to a hotel?”


    I nodded and then gazed out the window. My decision today wasn’t a spur–of–the–moment thing. Faith


    hoped I could find a man I liked as soon as possible so that Neil would give up on me, and Lauretta


    Dawson hoped I could avoid seeing Russel in the future.


    If I didn’t find a man to settle down with soon, it was gonna be hard to exin.


    Maybe once the physical shackles were gone, the soul shackles would be released too. I gotta give it a


    try.


    My thoughts were still a bit jumbled when the car we were in pulled up in front of a decent–looking


    hotel. Yeah, he didn’t take me to same cheap motel.


    “Ms. Finch, let’s go in Jameson seemed to be quite familiar with this ce. He swiftly handled the


    check–in process, then draped his arm around my shoulders and whispered in my ear.


    For some reason, I felt a little weird, even ufortable, when he said that. The lust within me started


    to fade.


    Once we were in the elevator, Jameson still had his arm wrapped tightly around me. He pushed the


    button for the fifteenth floor, then waited for the


    elevator to ascend.


    When we got to the fifteenth floor, the elevator doors slowly opened. Standing outside were three or


    four men, with Neil at the front. When he saw me stepping out of the elevator with Jameson’s arm


    around me, his eyes showed clear surprise, then his face quickly turned cold.


    “Take the client to thepany first. Let Carlos handle him, Neil said coldly to his assistant, speaking


    very quickly.


    I was shocked. Why would I bump into Neil here?