Chapter 76 Feeling Down
“Don’t you love farce? My fault, I fear. I thought that you’d want what I want. Sorry, my dear! But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns…”
“Alright. Stop singing.” Alex flicked his wrist, stopping Jessica from continuing.
He was afraid that he would lose control over his emotions if she kept singing.
“Is it because I sang it terribly?” Jessica quietly asked.
“No, you were good. Really. Maybe I should bring you to a bar to sing in the future,” Alex said as he shook his head.
Jessica’s eyes lit up, but when she noticed that Alex still seemed upset, she hid her joyous expression away from his eyes.
“Okay. I’m free any day.” Jessica nodded.
“Okay. Please take your leave.” Alex waved, gesturing for her to leave. He wanted to collect his thoughts on his own.
“Mr. Jefferson, about Heather and you earlier…” Jessica was curious about Heather and Alex’s conversation.
She was sure that Alex must not have told Heather about his identity. Otherwise, he would not be holding onto a clown’s mask.
“I’m asking you to leave! Didn’t you hear me?” Alex scowled as he roared.
Jessica’s heart skipped a beat as fear and sorrow climbed onto her face.
“I’ll be taking my leave,” she murmured before quietly retreating from the office.
Alex spared the mask another glance before he kept it in his drawer.
He then stood up to walk to the windows and lit his cigarette. Slowly, he breathed out a puff of smoke, and it was as if he had breathed out his frustrations.
Don’t you love farce? My fault, I fear. I thought that you’d want what I want. Sorry, my dear! But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns…
As he stared at the scenery, he could not help but think about the song from earlier.
Around four in the evening, Alex went out to pick Stanley up.
He did not show Stanley how upset he was as he chatted merrily with his son.
However, after reaching home, he did not enter the kitchen to cook as usual.
When Carmen returned and notice the lack of dinner preparations, she opened her mouth, about to reprimand him.
Right then, Alex’s phone rang. It was from his old classmate, Dylan.
“Alex, come out for a drink. I haven’t thanked you properly for what happened last time,” Dylan babbled.
“Sure. Wait for me,” Alex answered without hesitation.
Dylan then swiftly told him the address before they ended the call.
After instructing Stanley to work on his homework, Alex went out.
“Useless man, where are you going without preparing dinner?” Carmen shouted.
However, the only answer she got was the loud thud of a door closing.
“That useless man! He’s preposterous!” Carmen stomped her feet, burning in rage.
Nowadays, Alex was starting to care less about her, the head of the family.
It infuriated her.
