Chapter 2
Caroline feigned scolding.“Collin, you can’t call him that!”
She turned to Jaxson apologetically.“I’m sorry. He doesn’t know better.”
Jaxson glanced at me briefly before effortlessly lifting the boy with
a
neutral expression.“It’s fine.”
“I like you.
Caroline tapped the boy’s nose playfully.“Silly boy.”
I wish you were my real daddy!” Collin Warren clung to his neck.
I clenched my fists.
This gentle, patient side of Jaxson was one I’d never known.
I decided not to dwell on it.
I wouldn’t warm up to his heart anyway.
Perhaps this was for the best.
Swallowing my pain, I stepped past them into the elevator.
I hadn’t made my job transfer application public, nor had I told Jaxson, because I thought it was unnecessary.
He likely wouldn’t care anyway.
My car pulled up to Hamilton’s Manor, where I rang the bell.
In no time, the housekeeper, Linda Haney, came out to open the door.
“Mrs. Hamilton, you’re back.”
Is Madam Hamilton home?”
“Yes, she’s inside. Please come in.”
Linda treated me with utmost respect.
Jaxson’s grandmother, Nancy Hamilton, was a highly respected elder in the Hamilton family.
Since her husband’s passing, Nancy had been in charge of all the family’s affairs.
Nancy was a Southerner, born into a powerful business magnate’s family in the South.
In her youth, she had been a formidable and decisive businesswoman.
Even if Jaxson’s mother disliked me, she wouldn’t dare cross me in Nancy’s presence.
Linda led me to a meditation room where Nancy knelt on a cushion, praying.
‘Madam Hamilton, Mrs. Hamilton is here.”
Nancy opened her eyes slowly.“Come sit.”
After Linda left, I knelt beside Nancy, bowing devoutly before the
Nancy was deeply religious, frequently attending church services.
“Madam Hamilton, I began, I want to divorce Jaxson.”
