The President’s Five Children

It occurred to Sebastian that Annie used to sign with her left hand. He was much too excited at that time and he unconsciously thought Bonnie was back. But, when he took a look at the signature and found that Annie had very poor handwriting. Then, he abandoned the thought. But now when he thought back at the scribbles now, everything made sense.

The muscle tendon in her left hand was shorter than a normal one, so Bonnie couldn’t write it well. If her left hand was perfectly healthy, would her handwriting be exactly the same as Bonnie’s in his memory? Erika’s voice dragged him back to reality again while he was lost in his thoughts, “Daddy, Mommy is so poor, isn’t she?”

“Yeah,” Sebastian echoed carelessly.

“Poor Mommy. So, you’ll love and care about her, protect her, right?”

Sebastian took a long breath and asked, “How should I love her and care about her?”

Well, he was asking the right person!

As a fortune teller, Erika had read the fortunes of so many couples, and she had made herself an expert in love and marriage. Her eyes were sparkling as she started her speech, “Let’s look at it in this way. You raise a plant, and if you want it to grow well and strong, you must water it and apply fertilizer to it, right? It was the same as love. I mean you can spend more time with her, like watching movies together, taking a walk or dining out together. If you don’t have much time, you can prepare her some surprises. You can even show your love and care simply by giving her a bunch of flowers. Oh, one more thing, Daddy. Mommy was really into booze.”

In one swoop, Erika listed lots of ways to help Sebastian please Bonnie.

In the end, Erika added, “By the way, Daddy, tomorrow is your cupid day. There will be a good chance to get closer to each other if you take the first step.”

“Who told you this?” Sebastian’s expression softened, but his voice still sounded cold.

“I… I saw it on TV, and others told me that,” said Erika instantly.

“I didn’t mean the ways to go after a woman. I meant how do you know tomorrow is my lucky day?”

“Surely, I… I asked a fortune teller.” Erika nearly blurted out the truth.

“The fortune teller you told about the maid?” asked Sebastian.

Erika nodded heavily, “Yes, it’s her. She is great.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

It reminded Sebastian of Aliyah’s accident where she drank soup and choked.

“The fortune teller is really good at reading fortunes!” The maid murmured when she received the phone call and ran over to tell him the news that morning. Sebastian questioned her closely then, and the maid just told him that she heard it from Erika.

Was this fortune teller so good at reading one’s fortunes? If so, tomorrow would be…