Chapter 32: Chapter 32

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean to," said Alexa. "I can help you clean them, or I can buy you new shoes."

The man stopped her who was squatting with a tissue. His actions were unintentionally a bit rude.

"Geez, what are you doing?! Stand up!" he ordered, but when he saw her face, he was quite fascinated. "Don't squat at a man's feet, that's not right."

"Why? I was just trying to be nice, okay?! You don't want me to clean it?"

"Why are you the angry one, Miss? Aren't you the one in the wrong here?" The man couldn't stop thinking, forgetting that he almost liked her beautiful face.

It's true, the average beautiful woman is very fierce!

"It's precisely because it's my fault that I'm going to help you." Alexa insisted.

Somehow her words made the man laugh sneeringly. He looked at the end of the table in another shop before answering, "If you can afford it you can pay for it, but these shoes were specially bought by that woman. She's a conglomerate."

Alexa refrained from rolling her eyes. "Who is that? Your mother?"

"Y-You, you ...!!! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh, is she your grandmother?"

"Of course not—"

She interrupted him, "You look so young, maybe twenty years old or so. That woman looks 20 years older than you."

The man frowned. "How did you know? She told me she wasn't that old!"

By hearing this, she guessed it again in her heart. She wasn't wrong this time if she thought that this man was the woman's paid lover—in other words the woman was a sugar momma.

Ew.

Very young teens date grannies for money. World is crazy!

She shook her thoughts away. "Whatever. So, do you want me to compensate you or not?"

"Are you rich?"

The man actually asked something else, measuring her body from top to bottom with a mischievous look. According to him, there are also rich women who don't show their wealth and act modestly, maybe this woman in front of him is one of them, he thought.

Of course, those who go on the Dream Cruise are of course only people from the upper class, right?

"Hold on, are you perhaps this Snow Kingdom staff?" guessed the man.

But this staff is very beautiful to date. The man grinned.

Alexa was stunned. This man not only looked down on her, but also looked at her with a dirty look.

"Well, I'm rich and I have a lot of money. So what?" she said arrogantly. "But if I were a sugar momma, you wouldn't be my type either."

What is this woman talking about? They're discussing shoes, okay?

"Gerald?"

Suddenly someone called him, it was a woman who was sitting in another tavern.

"Never mind, you don't need to compensate me I don't need your money. But here ... keep my business card if you insist on paying for my expensive shoes."

Before she could reply, a business card slipped through her fingers and it was the name of an unfamiliar nightclub. The name on it was Gerald Wiley—host number two at the Paradise Bar.

Wait—

A host?

Jobs like that actually exist?

Not wanting to think about it anymore, she quickly returned to the ride. Luckily it wasn't difficult to find the two people in the crowd because their figures were truly like stars that made the crowd move aside as if to make room.

Ray and Fillo laugh together at the ski area. Mostly because Fillo, who was still a beginner, repeatedly almost fell forward on the slippery ice but somehow managed to keep his balance.

When the two people finally fell together, they laughed out loud forgetting the pain. Then roll over each other shamelessly.

Ray ... who was just a stranger to the kid, could so easily open the door to his heart which had been closed for so long.

They really get along.

This made her nose itchy.

If Fillo had a father, would he be that happy?

Considering that only Ray can win Fillo's heart, who is also his real father, will she be able to separate the two later?

Initially, she had no intention of taking revenge by involving her son. But fate never agreed with her plans, the longer it tried to stay away from them, fate actually made father and son close as if they were old relatives.

Really close to sincere.

"Mom!"

Alexa's thoughts were interrupted when she heard the call and saw Fillo waving with a big smile. Her eyes filled with tears, if she remembered correctly, this was the first time she had seen her son this happy.

"Fillo, is it fun there?" She shouted back, waving her hands as well.

"Why not try it yourself?" The handsome man near Fillo shouted too.

Her smile disappeared.

"Mom, let's go skiing!"

She sighed. "Alright! Alright! Just skiing won't kill you, right," she muttered.

She rented ski boots. The counter guard didn't withdraw the money because Ray had already paid it first. He said, regardless of whether it is used or not, the money will still be paid.

What a waste of money!

This was her first time skiing in years, the last time was in college; when she was still happy in her life while she dated her idiot boyfriend who betrayed her for the bitch!

Shit!

Why should she remember her idiot ex at a time like this?

When she skated, she really didn't look like a rookie.

Fillo was amazed. "Mom, you can play too?"

"Of course."

Then Fillo's sensitive heart felt very sad. He reminisced about their life, never having experienced a holiday like this before. Especially skiing. He didn't understand why his mother didn't take him skiing at all.

"I want to teach Mom to ski though," he said.

Alexa, "..."

Ray, "..."

It seemed that she understood her son's meaning and pretended to slip and fall beside him.

Fillo was surprised. "Mom!"

Alexa grimaced, holding out a hand. "I actually forgot how to do it. Maybe I still need help. Are you an expert at skiing, little boy?"

Fillo's lips trembled, but he nodded. He took her hand. "I can. I'll teach Mom!"

Ray joined in on the charade, "Now, now. Remember what I said about skiing tricks? You have to teach your mom all of them!"

"Mn. I remember, Daddy. Leave Mom to me!"

"Aw, my son is really smart!"

When she heard those words, Alexa quickly turned towards Ray, but it seemed like the man didn't notice. She immediately turned around when Fillo pulled her hand in another direction.

His little mouth explained a lot of things with the pros, it was all about tricks and tips for skating well. He had completely memorized everything Ray said, so he couldn't help but chuckle.

When he started practicing it, it was a really messy movement, but it was already good for his age.

"Now you can try sliding there!" tell the Little Boss.

"Aye, aye, Captain!"

Alexa slid recklessly, intending to pretend she was going to fall. Without looking at what was in front of her, she continued to slide. She wanted to impress her son a little so she kept turning around to look at him.

Without realizing it, she continued to slide until the snowfall arena, which dropped snowflakes from the automatic rotating machine every ten minutes. There was also a group of children who were having a snowball throwing battle.

Finally a ball that was thrown hit her. The unexpected surprise made her fail to maintain her balance, at the same time a timely snowfall would fall from above the ceiling.

That made she slip, no preparation and almost fall.

When she was stuck, she thought that falling on a layer of ice would be no problem. It only hurts a little maybe. However, suddenly a large arm caught her waist and spun her around. She was still unaware of the situation and kept her eyes closed.

And she didn't feel any pain.

When she slowly opened his eyes, she felt her waist being well guarded. One foot was on the ice, the other wasn't, her body wasn't.

"Mom!" She heard Fillo shout in worry.

Her eyes had cleared when a worried face looked at her and the voice nearby disappeared into thin air.

The person's lips moved to say something, but she couldn't hear.

Her heartbeat was racing like crazy.

She was pulled into a warm embrace. Snowflakes slapped the back above her hard. But, it wasn't as hard as a lump of ice, it was just a small, fragile grain.

It definitely didn't hurt.

"Alexa? Hei! Are you okay?"

Then, all the sounds returned in an instant like a train rolling into her ears. Made her aware.

The face in front of her turned out to be Ray Sanders'.

... to be continued ...