His Devious Rule

Chapter 422 Undivided Attention

'Zane will be sleeping with us today.'

Alvin recalled Zane was disturbed by the locked door in the morning. However, he narrowed his eyes wondering if his little enemy was trying to claim his wife.

Why was his wife the mother of his little enemy?

Anya gently poked his cheek for more of his reaction as his displeasure wasn't enough to tell her the reason.

Looking at her cautious gaze while anticipating his reaction, he pulled her cheek and made her whine. Well, he knew his wife wasn't trying to avoid him so he remarked pulling her to sit, "That's the reason he is my little enemy." He scoffed pettily.

Anya: "..."

His actions meant he had no problem having Zane with them. Unmistakably, father and son loved each other but their way of expressing themselves was peculiar.

Glancing at the closed door, Anya gave a quick recap of what she had heard about Zane.

â€"â€"â€"â€" At Jason's villa â€"â€"â€"â€"

There were six kids including Jia and Zane. After letting the kids play for some time, Jia's mother called them to start baking cookies.

Although major work was done by Mrs. Jason, the kids enjoyed cutting the rolled dough into cute shapes with the cookie cutters.

After watching the cookie bake in the oven and having lunch, the six kids ran around the artificial Christmas tree to decorate. The house was filled with laughter, screams, giggles, complaints, and lots of mess.

Letting them play, Mrs. Jason was keeping an eye on them. The tree was almost decorated when she heard Zane's words that picked her attention.

"Do your parents lock their bedroom door at night?" There was curiosity in Zane's tone.

Jia was the first to answer while leaping near the tree to put the snowflake charm on the branch. "I sleep with Jass or Mom." So there was no locking of the door.

Another kid made fun of Jia, "Jia is still a baby."

Jia wasn't offended as she always heard Anya call Zane 'Baby.' Instead, "Because girls are cute." Jia stuck her tongue out at him. She had her room in her home. Her mother said she could sleep with them.

Another girl shrugged her shoulders playing with the fairy lights, "I don't know." Her mother puts her to sleep and wakes her up. So she never checked it.

Another boy proudly announced, "My dad said that they locks the door to get me a baby brother."

Mrs. Jason almost choked on her tea and composed herself. Nevertheless, her eyes stayed on the most mature boy in the group, Zane.

Since Zane always received undivided attention from Anya, Mrs. Jason was worried that Alvin's presence in their life was affecting Zane.

Mrs. Jason noticed Zane's curiosity changed to confusion but he stayed quiet. Afraid that Zane might not like having a little sibling or he might be troubled with something, she told everything to Anya when the latter went to pick Zane up.

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After reaching the Oasis mansion, Alvin went to his study room to handle some work and Anya spent time with Zane as they packed the gifts without the help of the maids.

Anya had decided just this morning about having a baby and speaking with Zane. Yet, she was late to speak with her son.

Since Zane already heard about making babies, she waited for Zane to go forward and speak to her without putting any pressure. She never wants him to fear or think twice to speak anything with her.

Zane had a big grin looking at the new year gifts for his friends. His mother always brought gifts for every festive day but they always went to others' places to celebrate. So he was excited about the party at his place.

Zane's eyes landed on Anya who had a sweet smile. He leaped to her arms and wrapped his arm around her neck, "Thank you, Momma." He was over the clouds.

Anya chuckled, feeling his excitement and anticipation for the new year. "Anything for my baby." She kissed his chubby cheek.

'Baby!?' Zane suddenly recalled what his friend had told him. He sat on her lap and recalled what his friend told him. "Momma..." He met her eyes and asked, "Are you and Chipmunk Monster making a baby?" It was hard to say if he looked forward to it or disliked it.

Anya was glad he chose to speak with her. Making him sit in front of her, Anya told him what she had decided, "I do want another baby. But not so soon. Probably a few months or a year or two."

She paused looking at his straight face. He was Alvin's son to have that composition. Holding his little hand, she asked his opinion in a doting voice, "However, Mommy wants to know if you don't like having a sibling."

Zane became thoughtful for a good few seconds. He did like the concept of having another little one in their family, calling him brother. He seriously suggested to Anya, "Momma, if you have a baby after two years, I will be grown up and I can take care of the baby."

Anya was surprised by his words. But there wasn't any excitement in him. Instead, he looked like a little adult who wanted to take responsibility as a big brother.

She chuckled, amused by how father and son reacted. Grabbing his face, she kissed the handsome little face, "My baby is so adorable."

However, she also explained he doesn't have to grow up so soon and they can slowly decide when to have a baby.

Anya was sending him for a bath when Zane asked, with a bit of suspicion on his father, "Then why did Chipmunk Monster lock the door yesterday?"

If they weren't making babies, they don't have to lock the door, right?

Anya: ?Ÿ˜?

Are you making babies? Zane frowned. How can a person make another person? Humans can make robots and machines then babies? "Momma, how do you make babies?"

He was itching to get his iPad and search over the internet. Why hadn't their teacher told them anything about it?

Anya: ?Ÿ˜'

He looked at his mother's flat, slinky stomach and imagined it becoming big, "Why do ladies keep babies in their stomachs?" He had seen pregnant women.

Anya: ?Ÿ˜¶

Zane scratched his head hearing no response from Anya. He had another question which he slowly uttered while rubbing her stomach, "Why can't the Chipmunk Monster carry the baby?"  He didn't want his mother to go through any pain.

â€"â€"â€" Present â€"â€"â€"

Alvin laughed looking at baffled Anya even when speaking about it. Nevertheless, he was speechless as soon as he heard the last question.

'Ahem,' Clearing his throat, Alvin hoped she didn't make mischievous remarks. His little enemy would blame him and demand that he carry the baby. Even if he tries to explain how the baby is born, how could Zane understand it?

Sitting with a stoic face, "What did you say?" He pretended to be unemotional.

Anya knew what was cooking in his mind. Well, she told her baby that he has to grow up to understand it and only mothers are gifted to give birth to babies.

Nevertheless, she teased her husband, poking his abs, "I said; Momma likes Chipmunk Monster's sexy abs."

Alvin nodded to himself at how smoothly she flirted with him. Why was she tempting him after telling Zane was coming? His hand just lifted, and Anya ran away from the bed and burst into laughter.

There was contentment in her eyes watching him squint his eyes meaning no harm. She had heard many women suffer from their spouses or partners because they refuse to sleep with them for any reason. Although she knew Alvin wouldn't be one of them, she expected to see him grumpy.

'Ring... ring...'

Still beaming, Anya checked her mobile screen on the bedside table. Her smile faded. Alvin's face turned cold looking at the string of numbers.