Chapter 4

As soon as Molly went at home she called her mother telling her she saw James today. Her mother freek out telling her if she returns to that bastard, she will forget she is having most oldest daughter. Molly sighed. She knew that since ever. Her mother liked James when they married, but then when all went down the hill she started to hate him. Tipical mother. Molly sighed. James was on one step to find out that Jamie is his son. She didn't even want to think on that possibility. He would get mad. And she didn't even want to think how Jamie would react. He has never asked for his father. Molly told him they separated before he even was born.

"Mommy, mommy, I brushed my teeth!" Jamie said as he run down the stairs and cuddled next to her on sofa. Molly smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Ok. Now it is time for sleep." Molly said.

"I don't want to sleep. I want to stay with you. I miss you mummy." Jamie murmured. Molly hugged him strong. So that was a reason he didn't want to go to granny's place. He wanted to be with Molly, and he was right. She barely spent some time with him last few months.

"Look honey I promise I will take you on holiday as soon as I get these days off. And you can choose where do you wanna go." Molly said and looked into Jamie who smiled and hugged her. Molly hugged him back.

Jamie slowly drifted into sleep while Molly held him. Molly sighed. It was like yesterday he was the baby and she was so lost when she get him. Charles probably was shagging Georgie, she didn't have anyone and she had to relay only on herself. But when Jamie came, all started to have a sence. Her life was alive again. Molly looked into her son and sighed and picked him up gently and carried him in his room. She put him in bed and covered him with blanket.

"Sweet dreams sweety." Molly whispered and kiss his forehead and silently left his bedroom.

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"So what are you doing here in London? Shouldn't you be in some African or Asian country?" Charles's father asked him looking into his son. Four years before they rented a house in Bath and moved to London. They never explained to James why. On end of the end it was his mother's idea.

"I am posted here for now." Charles answered indifferent. When his marriage broke apart with Molly, his parents took her side. It always was his fault. First with Rebecca and now with Molly. Even Sam told him that he messes up every thing he touch.

"For now? Tipical for you." His dad said.

"Enough for Christ sake! I just want a normal evening after all what happened today. I saw Molly today in base. It pass 8 years since I saw her last time and nothing changed. Well it did actually. She has a son." Charles said.

"A son?" His dad asked.

"Yes. He is seven or so." James said with sigh.

"Is it yours?" His father asked and looked into his son.

"I don't know dad. I asked her but she said it is not." Charles answered.

"Women knows the best." His mother said and sit on sofa and take a TV remote and put some soap on it. "She had a full right to keep up after you decide to fell for that medic." she added and that pushed all Charles's controls.

"I was confused. Messed up. My best mate died and when I come home, Molly said that she couldn't stand my leavings. And then she asked me am I inloved in Georgie. For Christ sake, I was confused. And it looked like she was my safe rock. And then miss Molly send me an email that she is not sure does she wants us together till end of our lives." Charles said. "And now I don't even know is that child mine." he added.

"And whose fault is that?" His mother said and went out from living room. His father followed her. James sighed. He will find out is Jamie his son.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: one more chapter. I am pretty inspired lol. Tell me what do you think.

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