BRAVE LOVE'S

BRAVE LOVE'S
GO WITH WESLEY


"My wife, Elizabeth Orlando, she died 10 years ago. We lost our daughter when Beth was just about to give birth" said Mr Orlando, with distant eyes looking as if recalling all his memories.


"Since then, Beth doesn't want to have any more children. He was traumatized and it was my fault. I'm sorry if I brought you here by arriving and excuses that might not make sense. My age may be soon, may I be close to you? Can I at least consider you my daughter?" pinta Mr. Orlando.


Jeanette's heart was so moved by what Mr. Orlando had told her. Seeing a man so loyal, loving and loving to his wife was rare for Jeanette.


"You can think of me like your daughter if it makes you happy, sir. But, the purpose of my arrival here was to study and work. So ...," said Jeanette.


"You don't have to worry about that. Wesley will take you to OR Trade every day. You can study and work there. But stay here" said Mr. Orlando.


Jeanette agreed to all the terms granted by Mr. Orlando. She lives in Orlando with her son.


"It's so big, Mom," Alex said as Wesley drove the two into the bedroom. A large bedroom with a large bed.


Alex could even run around in the room with a smile on his face.


"Is this not too much?" ask Jeanette to Wesley.


"No, the most important thing is Mr. Orlando's happiness" Wesley replied.


"All right then, thank you."


Wesley left both. Alex immediately jumped on top of the bed and began to jump very happily.


"Mom, this is fun!" said Alex.


"You likey?"


"Of course, Mom! But it would be more fun if there was Dad Ax who accompanied me belmain. Mommy ... When do we dig out Daddy?" alex got out of bed and approached Jeanette.


"Later, baby. Mommy has to work first with Uncle Wes. Mommy will also be looking for a school for you here" Jeanette said.


"Alright, Mom. Mommy ... Play the game," Alex raises his hand asking for Jeanette's phone.


"Here, baby."


Jeanette tidied her and Alex's clothes into the closet, while Alex struggled with Jeanette's phone.


๐Ÿ“จ Dad, Alex at home Grandpa. Huge. Alex happy.


Axton quickly replies to a message from Alex, even though he is on board. It uses a special communication system that will not interfere with the navigation of the aircraft.


๐Ÿ“ฉ Shareloc, Dad will visit you. But don't tell anyone. Let it be a surprise.


๐Ÿ“จ I'm happy, Dad. Loved you.


Alex sends the location of their existence, after which he deletes all the chat between himself and Axton because Axton told him to.


Meanwhile, Axton feels differently when Alex calls him Dad. Before, he might have felt like a calling, but now his heart trembled.


*****


"Light, lend me a car!" axton said while he was still on the plane.


"You're in London?"


"My plane is about to land. I want the car to be ready at the airport" Axton said. He can't wait to get to the location where Alex is. He believes Alex is his son, if indeed Jeanette was the woman of the night. However, for all to be sure, he will do a DNA test so that Jeanette can not be evasive.


"Hurry now! There's something important I need to take care of right away. I can't wait" said Axton.


"in 15 minutes the car will be ready near the landing of your plane" Light said.


"Okay, thank you Light" said Axton.


"Hmm ...," Light also disconnected the phone. (who want to read the story about Light, can click Cherry novel entitled "Light for a Star", it's over ๐Ÿ˜)


Arriving at the airport, a black Bugatti has been waiting for Axton. He got into it and drove it to the location where Alex was. It won't last long by going to the hotel.


*****


Jeanette cleaned herself up first. As usual, he wakes up early and prepares for Alex's needs. But this time he did not prepare breakfast because the chef at the residence of Mr. Orlando who will do it.


Last night, he and Alex had dinner with Mr. Orlando and Wesley. Seeing Mr. Orlando and how he behaved to Jeanette and Alex, made Jeanette miss Dad Marcello. After all, it was Dad Marcello who was always there for him even though their last memories were very painful.


"Alex, honey, wake up ...," as usual, Jeanette will rub Alex's body and make him wake up.


"5 minutes, Mom," said Alex.


"We're going to have breakfast with Grandpa Orlando, wake up" Jeanette said.


Hearing Jeanette mention Grandpa Orlando by name, Alex opened his eyes immediately. He just remembered that he was in the mansion owned by his boss Mommy.


Last night, Grandpa Orlando accompanied Alex to play in the living room while talking to Jeanette. There was so much happiness on Mr. Orlando's face and Jeanette was grateful she made the right decision.


After getting dressed and tidying up Alex, the two went down to the dining room. Mr. Orlando last night had ordered breakfast together and Jeanette agreed.


Today, it will also go to OR Trade to learn about stocks and the like. He likes it and is very eager to learn. It seems like he has not studied again for a long time.


"Come, Mommy!" Alex was impatient because Mr. Orlando would take him to a special room and it made Alex curious.


When he reached the dining room, Jeanette, who was initially smiling, fell silent. While Alex, it widens his smile.


"Dad!!" alex shouted as he saw Axton's whereabouts there, "I miss."


His embrace of Alex felt different. He firmly believes that Alex is his son, from his deepest heart. He will prove it and in the meantime, he will behave normally.


"Dad misses you too" Axton said.


The interaction between the two makes Mr. Orlando look at Wesley and Wesley understood.


"Jean, let's sit down. We'll have breakfast," take Mr. Orlando.


"Good, Sir. Thank you" said Jean, who sat next to Alex.


They had breakfast and once in a while Mr. Orlando invited Axton over for a chat, and of course it was a business matter. Every time Mr. Orlando talks to Axton, then Alex will shut up and take notice. That made Jeanette link her eyebrows together.


"Jean, after this go with Wesley to OR Trade" said Mr. Orlando.


"Okay, sir," replied Jeanette.


Axton stared at Jeanette and immediately Jeanette's heart beat very fast because of Axton's sharp gaze as if piercing up her heart.


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