My Husband And My Alpha
28 . ELLIOTT
Clara woke up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen. Even though the servants had told her to keep quiet, the woman still wanted to cook for her husband. Honestly, since his move here, Clara very rarely serves food of her own hands to Jasper. Moreover, the man was also rarely at home considering his distant work and made him have to stay at the hotel for several days.
Busy with carrots, someone suddenly went into the kitchen. The young man walked towards the refrigerator and opened it, picked up a soda can and drank it for a moment. He looked at Clara who was busy with her knife and vegetables.
“You who?” ask the brunette.
Clara turned her head and slightly gasped, almost dropping the knife in her hand. Just this time he noticed that another figure was about to enter his private kitchen. He frowned looking at the sapphire blue-eyed youth.
“You who?” tanyakanya.
The young man smiled wryly. “I asked you, why did you ask back?” rhetorical reply. “You waiter?”
The young man looked at Clara from top to bottom, then back up again. To him, there could not be a servant as beautiful as that woman. Moreover, the woman in front of him was not wearing a maid uniform like the others. With that thin makeup, was she a new person?
“Did my father let you come here?” the young man asked as he approached Clara. “What's your name?”
Clara squeaks sharp. “What is your business?” ketus reply.
The young man chuckled. “You're so funny,”. He put a soda can on the table with a rough until
it made a shocking sound, then approached the woman in front of him. His hands stretched out, cupping Clara's jaw quickly.
“Does my father have a mistress at home?” he murmured while looking at the woman's face.
Quickly, Clara brushed off the young man's hand. “Who taught you to be so presumptuous?” sergeant.
“So you said?” reply to the young man. “You yourself are presumptuous to sneak into my house.”
“Hah? Your home?”
“Iya, this is my home.”
The two sat for a long time. A cruel look was given by the young man.
“What is this?” The heavy voice broke the two's quarrel. They looked at the origin of the sound.
“Jasper.” Clara pushed the chest of the young man in front of her to slightly move away from her. He cleaned the stain on
The black-haired man walked over to the two. “Clara, what's up?” tanyakanya. “Explain to me.”
The brunette smiled wryly. “Is he your new mistress?” saith.
Jasper looked at the young man with an intimidating look. “What Dad once taught you to behave
sassy that to your stepmother?” his reply.
The two people who had fought earlier gasped for an instant. They looked at each other with their index pointing
opposite each other. “Dia?” say them simultaneously.
Jasper took a long breath. He pointed towards the young man. “Name Elliot,” said, then pointed at Clara. “Elliot, she's your stepmother. Clara.”
Elliot looked at Clara with an eye of ambiguity. “I can't believe my father is interested in you,” he murmured.
“El.” Jasper's voice made the young man snort a flash.
The blue-eyed youth turned to pick up his half-filled soda can and was about to walk away. “Serah, Dad,” said. “I don't care anymore.”
“Elliot!” jasper shouted that was not ignored by the young man. He snorted until finally Clara
approached and rubbed his arm. “I'm sorry,” omitted.
“Dia ... your son? Seriously?” ask the brunette.
Jasper nodded. “One of Elana's children, my ex-wife,” she replied.
Clara. Throughout his stay there, Jasper never told him about this. He just
knowing that the man used to have a wife who died after giving birth to his last child—Clara didn't even know how many children they had.
The woman looked towards Elliot's departure. Various question marks were on his mind. There was something he had to say to the young man and this had to do with Jasper's past.
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