Chapter 417 The Shameless James


    Maria''s doorbell rang at around half past eleven that night. Disoriented, shey in bed for a moment


    and then figured out who was at her door at that time of the night.


    She picked up her phone and dialed Summer''s number. "Ask him to go away. I have already gone


    to bed."


    "But Maria, Bob is there with us..."


    Maria''s grogginess vanished in an instant. "Bob? What are you talking about? Where is Bob?" She


    suddenly bolted up from the bed.


    "He is outside your apartment," Summer replied in a weak voice.


    ''What the hell is James thinking, bringing Bob like this?'' He really was shameless!


    She could refuse to let him in, but she could hardly turn away her own son at her door.


    Maria got up and rushed to the door to open it.


    Outside the door, the man leaned against the wall, holding the wide-eyed baby in his arms. Hearing


    the sound from the door, Bob turned his head and saw his mother. In his adorable baby voice, he


    called out happily, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!"


    Maria''s heart melted the moment she saw her son. As she walked over to him, the pungent odor of


    alcohol wafted to her nose.


    Shooting James a disgusted look, she took Bob away from the drunk man. Her poor son!


    It was alreadyte, but he couldn''t sleep for his father''s sake.


    However, before she could grasp her child firmly, James'' arms closed around both of them. Softly,


    he slurred in her ear, "Honey."


    Maria was beyond furious. ''Damn it!'' "Fuck off!" she vehemently whispered in a low voice so as to


    not frighten the child.


    As soon as the words were out of her mouth, James let them go. However, he only walked into her


    apartment instead of going away.


    Still trying to grasp the child securely, Maria couldn''t stop him. She helplessly watched as he


    skillfully opened the shoe cab and changed his shoes into slippers.


    "What the hell is wrong with you, James? It''s the middle of the night, yet you didn''t let this growing


    child sleep as he should. Why are you here?" Maria couldn''t keep her irritation from her voice.


    With a faint smile, James replied, "I was just respecting his opinion. He told me that he wanted to


    see his mother. Who was I to refuse him?"


    Maria was near choking on her ire.


    Raking her fingers through her long hair in irritation, shemanded him, "Bring his stuff inside!"


    "Yes, madam!" He had the temerity to kiss her on the cheek when he passed by her.


    Maria could only stare at his back angrily.


    After Bob finished his bottle of form milk, she went to the bathroom to clean the milk bottle.


    Afterwards, she saw James acting like a fool, kissing his little face over and over instead of letting


    the child sleep.


    He was holding the child''s feet and hands immobile, so Bob had nowhere to hide. The baby nkly


    stared at his father, who was insistently pressing countless kisses all over him.


    Finally, the baby''s crumpled slightly, and then he vomited milk.


    Maria burst intoughter.


    Even in her amusement, she remembered to pick up some tissues and the trash can and quickly


    wiped her son clean.


    James'' thunderous face was a sight to behold. There was arge patch of milk spat out by the baby


    on his designer shirt, and the vomit nearly ended up on his face.


    Once Maria had Bob under control, he staggered into the bathroom to clean himself up, ignoring the


    churning in his own stomach.


    Thankfully, Bob didn''t spit out too much onto himself, so Maria only changed his clothes and tucked


    him in.


    Without his father bothering him, the baby soon fell asleep.


    Maria threw his dirty clothes into the washing machine and cleaned up the bedroom before going to


    sleep with Bob tucked securely in her arms.


    When James finally emerged from the bathroom, he found both mother and son upying the


    middle of the bed. He could barely fit, but he squeezed himself into the avable space. After all,


    the prospect of sleeping in another room didn''t appeal to him.


    He moved the sleeping child to the side. Frowning at his actions, Maria scolded him in a low voice,


    "What are you doing?"


    "Going to sleep."


    "You can''t sleep here."


    "I can fit." As he spoke, he pushed her closer to Bob andy down behind her.


    After a few moments of struggling, Maria sighed and said, "James, you are not wee here. Can''t


    you see that?"


    "But I miss you," he whispered in her ear.


    Biting her lip, she seethed inwardly, ''Son of a bitch! How dare he try to seduce me?'' "James, we''ve


    already broken up. Don''t even dare try anything on me. Go away. Whatever you do, it''s not going to


    make me like you anymore."


    James did not know how to respond to that. He hadn''t forgotten what he had said to her before.


    "I''m sorry." He was taking it back.


    Without looking at him, Maria continued, "You don''t have to waste your energy anymore. There''s no


    way for us to be together again."


    One by one, Maria was throwing everything he had said before back to his face. He had no


    defense.


    Maria scooted closer to Bob to keep some distance between her and James and then closed her


    eyes.


    James followed her and slipped his arm around her waist. Burying her face against her hair, he


    murmured in a low, hoarse voice, "Mia..."


    "Good night, James." Maria noticed a distinct change in his body and tensed up, fearing that he


    would not behave himself.


    "Okay." His kissed hell on her hair and ear.


    With her eyes closed, Maria elbowed his chest andmanded, "Go to sleep over there. Bob might


    fall over."


    "Wait a minute." He wanted to hug her just a little longer.


    Who knew? Before that minute was over, he might seed.


    Maria finally turned around and gave him a steely look. "You can either go out or sleep over there."


    In a sudden move, James had her pinned under his body. When she kept resisting, he held her


    hands above her head and kissed her eyes. "Mia."


    His alcoholced breath fanned her cheeks, making them feel a little itchy.


    Some of the fight went out of her. Maria tried to kick him, but he was quick to dodge. "James, get


    out!"


    He ced an index finger on her lips and whispered, "Shhh, don''t wake up our son."


    Maria stared up at him, indignation written over her face. She turned her head and looked at Bob.


    Fortunately, he showed no signs of waking up.


    She looked back at James to say something when her lips were captured by his. All of her protests


    died in her throat.


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    Finally, he seeded.


    Maria hated herself for giving into him. Again.


    The next morning, Maria was awakened by a small lump of flesh wriggling in her arms.


    In a daze, she looked down at the little guy who tucked himself in her embrace. Only his diaper-d


    bottom was visible.


    Smiling, she rearranged the baby and let him rest his head on her arm.


    Bob couldn''t stay still and kept touching her neck and chin. Maria couldn''t fall back to sleep at all.


    One look showed her that the other side of the bed was empty. James obviously got up before her,


    and she had no idea where he was now.


    Maria still felt like going back to sleep, but she could hardly ignore her son. Sitting up, she cooed,


    "Baby, have you had breakfast?"


    Bob pointed at the milk bottle on the bedside table, which looked to be freshly out of milk and had


    yet to be cleaned. James had already fed Bob.


    A tired yawn escaped her just as the bedroom door swung open.


    Seeing her sitting up, James greeted her, "You''re awake."


    He had gone out to get breakfast and was nning to wake her up himself, but Bob beat him to it.