Chapter 133
~I don't give a damn about you anymore~
Once Ken alighted from his car, he had a flower in his hand which he hid at the back, not wanting his mistress Jacy or his son Blueeyes to see it.
The bell went and Jacy paused to perceive if it was coming from their door. And when it sounded again, she had no option than to command Blueeyes to go upstairs but Blueeyes was heady.
"Come on darling go upstairs. I think we have a visitor," she pled, stroking his dark soft curly hair to make him do her bidding.
"I don't think it is a visitor," Blueeyes said calmly. Without anything much to say again he curled back in the sofa and continued playing with his dolls.