Ice and Fire

Chapter 274 I Hate Them (Part Three)

It was incredible that Jean could actually talk with Jackson's son in such a polite and nice manner. 'How

can this happen?' she thought. Although earlier Joe had been mean to her, she still wanted to have

lunch with him.

"Grab lunch with you? Why would I do that?" asked Joe coldly, just like his father always did.

"Because I'm you Aunt, your mother's sister. By the way, I'm Jean."

"Jean?" Joe thought that he might have heard the name a long time ago. Had his mother ever

mentioned it to him before? Perhaps not, but he thought that if Jean was telling the truth, then she was

his aunt.

Joe pondered for a few moments, and considered that it was unlikely for her to harm him. If that was

the case, then having lunch with her might clarify some things that his parents had tried to keep hidden

away from him.

"Wait here, I'm going to speak with my class teacher and ask for a leave, " said Joe indifferently.

"Alright, I'll wait. That's my car, " said Jean, while pointing at a white sports car not far away from the

place she was standing.

"Go to your car and wait for me inside. I'm in no mood to hear my pals talking about you and me

together, " said Joe.

"As you wish, " answered Jean.

Ten minutes later, Joe came out of the school building carrying his backpack. He handed the leave

application to the porter and then walked out through the school gate.

As soon as he got inside Jean's car, Joe asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Do you know a good restaurant?" asked Jean amiably.

"Sichuan cuisine is fine with me, " answered Joe earnestly.

"Then let's go to a Sichuan restaurant nearby, " replied Jean. She then started the car's engine and

drove away.

Sitting at the Sichuan restaurant, Jean couldn't enjoy the food on the table, and most of the time she

just watched the boy eating. Honestly speaking, she actually liked Joe, and the way that he ate his food

and his gestures made her feel warm deep down in her heart. Was it because of the maternal instinct?

Maybe it was.

Joe didn't pay too much attention to the woman sitting opposite to him, and he just lowered his head

and gulped down the food in front of him. Jean's expression and warm glances meant nothing to him.

Joe soon had food stains all around his mouth, and when Jean saw this, she hastily grabbed some

tissues and wiped them off. "Take your time, Joe, " patiently said Jean.

Joe didn't refuse Jean's mysterious kindness, and after she finished wiping the stains off of his mouth,

he raised his head, thanked her, and quietly gazed at her.

Jean gave him a big smile, and said, "You're welcome."

Joe then fell silent again, and he lowered his head and continued to eat.

"Joe, are you five years old already?" asked Jean. If she would have had a child, it would have been

around Joe's age. Joe would have been her child's cousin.

"Yes, " answered Joe.

"Were you happy when you stayed overseas?" asked Jean expectantly and carefully. She really cared

about everything that concerned Joe, and if she hadn't caused Emily's death because of her

selfishness, Cherry wouldn't have left Jackson in the first place. Joe would have lived in the city, and

would have had a complete childhood, and if she had behaved herself properly, perhaps she would

have even been in a better position than she was at the current moment.

Joe suddenly dropped his chopsticks, and glowered at Jean. "What do you want?" asked Joe,

apparently furious.

"Nothing. It was just some casual talk, " quickly answered Jean.

"Why can't you go to my Mommy and talk to her? Why do you keep visiting me? That day I saw you in

the elevator; don't tell me it was a coincidence, " said Joe sternly. He was a very smart kid, who could

easily guess things right.

Jean was a bit taken aback by Joe's cleverness, and thought that it was incredible that he turned out to

be so brilliant and smart.

"Of course it wasn't a coincidence. I met you there because I hate your mother, " answered Jean, while

a hideous expression suddenly appeared on her face.

"Where does your hatred come from? As far as I'm concerned, my Mommy has done nothing wrong to

you." Actually, Joe had more questions about his Mommy and Jean that he thought. Deep down inside

he knew that his mother was very kind, and that she wasn't capable of hurting a fly, let alone her own

sister."

"Yes, you're right. Your Mommy has always been kind to me, but..." Jean stopped, thought for a

moment, and then added, "Your Mommy was born in the Shen Family, which was a mistake from the

start. She had to pay the price, and her whole life is doomed, " answered Jean resentfully.

Jean thought of what had happened to her, and her hatred for Cherry had never disappeared for a

moment. Why had Cherry been so praised and applauded all the time? Why had Cherry always made

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"My Mommy was born in Shen Family, it's true, and that is a fixed fact. How dare you call it a mistake

and make her pay the price?" Joe tried to defend his Mommy, and although he was still a child, he

actually understood things. Human beings can't choose their parents or their families, as much as he

couldn't choose the father whom he had never seen in the earlier days of his childhood. Even so, he

had never complained to his Mommy about this, because he knew that she loved him very much.

"You.., " started Jean, but her words quickly trailed off. He was a badass kid, and she suddenly didn't

know how to rebuke him anymore.

Jean thought for a few moments before she spoke again, "I hate your father, as well as your mother.

He's the cause for all of my pain and misery."

She could never forget Jackson's revenge on her and that horrible place which terrified even the most

bravest of men or women to death. That place had made her forever lose everything that she had

cherished.