Young Master Xavier's Small Wife
Chapter 4

Standing near the gazebo, Keira saw a small man sleeping soundly.  The goal of coming to the gazebo is to relax, but instead see a little child sleeping here. 

So what I saw on the balcony was this little boy. But this is the kid who could be here. 

Sitting beside the boy, Keira looked at the boy's face. His small face looked very handsome and cute, especially when the cherry-red little mouth was opened slightly while asleep, his chubby cheeks in red hue. 

Keira could not bear to see her cute face, making her very anxious. His hands stretched out wanting to stroke the boy's fine hair. 

Feeling someone's soft hands stroking his head, Shaka slowly opened his eyes. His blurry gaze only saw the silhouette of someone staring at him. Opening her eyes several times slowly the sight became clear, and it was a shock to see a beautiful face as beautiful as a fairy before her. 

"You... you... Who are you? Why are you here, what are you doing here?" With a surprised expression on her tiny face, shaka asked the lady before him in succession.

"I should be a kid, why are you here?"

"Because this is my father's house!" 

Then this is Xavier's son, my God! I'm not only married to an old virgin but I also have to be a stepmother. What kind of life is this. Since when did Xavier have children, it's not like he never married. 

Keira felt dizzy with the truth she knew. She didn't know how to be a mother, for the instant child in front of her. 

"Who are you?" Shaka looked at the dazed stranger in front of him in surprise. Since when can a stranger enter his father's house. 

Waitaminute! Didn't you go to get married. Then this beautiful woman! 

Squinting her round eyes, Shaka looked at the woman from top to bottom. 

She's gonna be a mean stepmother like my friends tell me. 

Seeing the face peek at the child, Keira felt uneasy. What's wrong with him, why look at him. 

"What's wrong?"

"Are you Dad's new wife? Are you also going to be my stepmother?"ask Shaka streak. 

Hearing the question the boy asked, Keira simply nodded lethargicly. 

" Yes, what's your name?"

"Shaka, Shaka Leonard Chester."

"Oh hello I'm Keira, you can call me anything" he said, then stroked Shaka's soft hairy head. 

Feeling the soft elusan on his head, Shaka's face flushed in embarrassment. This is the first time someone has ever stroked his head. 

"Are you going to be the evil stepmother in the movie,"he softly tweeted, lowering her head. 

Hearing Shaka's soft tweet, Keira immediately burst into laughter. What this kid thinks.

Hearing Keira's laughter like she was mocking him, Shaka felt ashamed. Her cute face was currently as red as a tomato. Seeing the woman unwilling to stop laughing, Shaka immediately smothered her mouth with her two tiny hands. 

"You, quiet!"

"OK I'm quiet." 

Keira takes Shaka's hand out of her mouth and grabs it, with a warm smile she strokes Shaka's head. 

"Let's just not bad, I'll try to be a good mother."

"But why didn't your father tell me he had a child." 

"Because I'm just a foster kid. The one he took on the streets."

Keira was very surprised this blanket child had such a past. He thought, if this child was not Xavier's biological child, it might be Xavier's relative's son who was taken by him. 

"Are you going to ignore me after knowing the fact that I'm his adopted son." His clear eyes stared at Keira innocently. 

Looking at the boy's clear and innocent eyes, Keira felt a dull pain in her heart. 

This child is often overlooked. But, why? Why is this child abandoned. If I had known who his real parents were, I would have beaten him up. 

Keira lifted the boy to sit on his lap. Her slender hand rubbed Shaka's soft hair, then kissed her forehead. 

"Why? Why should I ignore a cute kid like you. Look baby, now I'm your mom okay, remember I'm your mom" she said with great emphasis on each word, pointing at her. 

Staring at the woman's brown eyes that looked sincere and there were no lies, Shaka nodded timidly. She ventured to embrace her new mother, no rejection from her mother. Shaka hugged her tightly and hid her face on her neck. 

"Thank you. Mother," muttered softly Shaka. 

My mom's name isn't that bad. 

Keira rubs Shaka's small, fragile back, then kisses her head in a row. 

It turned out like this it felt hugged, very comfortable and warm making him not want to let go. 

Because of his childhood experience, making him a five-year-old child that never felt the affection of his own biological parents. He was just an unwanted child born on the faults of his parents. 

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"Master, the perpetrator who drove the truck that night disappeared after he fell into the abyss. Our team has been tracing the forest under the ravine, but none of the perpetrators were found. But, at a time when it was more thoroughly searched, we found some footprints of people. It's likely that the perpetrator has been taken away and maybe the accident wasn't an ordinary accident, there must be someone behind all this." 

After finishing his report, David looked at his master who was observing the scene outside the window. 

Gazing from behind, the figure of his master was extremely gloomy, cold, and lonely. Despite sitting in a wheelchair, his back was very upright without compromising his aura of compassion. 

After hearing the report of his assistant his face was extremely gloomy with a dense killing aura. 

"Find out until you can, don't let them get away, "the voice is very low and cold with a strong killing intent. 

"Good sir."

After David left, his deep gaze stared at the two people below who were in the backyard.

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"Mother… "

"Yes, what's wrong?"ask Keira gently. 

He was in his son's room to accompany him to sleep. After the incident in the park, now Shaka always clings to him, not wanting to get away from him. 

"Emm.. Three more days the school will hold a race between classes, I became a representative of the race and all parents were invited to come to school. Emm... Do you want.... to come?"shaka said nervously, his eyes wandering erratically, his body so tensely afraid that his mother would reject him. 

Sensing Shaka's tense little body, Keira gently rubbed her small back to calm down, then kissed her forehead briefly.  

"Of course, why not," she said softly while smiling warmly.