Remarried Wife: She will Remarry, But Another Person-Chapter 177: Jasper Is Used to Her No Matter What She’s Like
Flash also nuzzled his head against his leg.
Jasper Fitzgerald chuckled softly, raised his hand, and rubbed the little girl’s head, his gaze also catching sight of Flash by his feet.
With laughter in his voice, he said, "The little guy has gained quite a bit of weight and grown up."
Zara nodded her little head, and in a sweet, childish voice, she said to him, "Yes, Flash can eat a lot now, his appetite is twice as much as before!"
Jasper Fitzgerald nodded, and said to her, "Because Flash is still growing, so he eats more, it seems it’s almost time to arrange new training."
Hearing this, the little one’s eyes lit up and she said eagerly, "When the time comes, Zara will go too!"
Jasper Fitzgerald replied gently, "Alright, I’ll take you along then."
The little one was very happy, holding his hand, and continued to say, "Uncle, do you want to see my studio? It’s set up by mommy for me~"
In her soft and cute voice, there was a touch of excitement wanting to share.
"Oh?"
Jasper Fitzgerald raised an eyebrow.
He originally didn’t want to stay here too long.
But seeing the little one’s face full of expectation, it was hard to resist.
So, he agreed smoothly, "Then let’s go see Zara’s studio."
"Alright!"
Zara was very happy, taking his hand and leading him to the studio.
Upon entering the door, Jasper Fitzgerald saw the arrangement inside the room.
The light-yellow curtains and the walls painted blue with lawns and white clouds were very cozy and spacious.
The colors used in the studio were all full of childlike interest.
It was evident that it was meticulously prepared.
Moreover, Sabrina Hayes clearly valued each of Zara’s works very much.
Every successful painting was framed.
The unsuccessful drafts were pieced together and stuck on the wall, creating a very artistic wall of paintings.
On the other side, a wall was turned into shelves, filled with various brushes and new sketch papers...
Seeing all this, Jasper Fitzgerald’s eyes inevitably softened.
The entire arrangement of the studio showed that she had put much thought into it.
Every detail revealed Sabrina Hayes’s love for Zara.
"Does it look good?"
The little girl asked in a sweet, childish voice, her tone full of love for the studio.
Jasper Fitzgerald praised softly, "Yes, it’s a wonderful studio!"
Zara smiled brightly, nodding her head, and said, "Yes, I also think it’s the best studio!"
Afterward, Zara took him to see her latest painting.
On the easel was a portrait she had just completed.
The lines were simple, yet it showed the artist’s effort.
Jasper Fitzgerald only needed a glance to know that the little one had painted Sabrina Hayes.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your mommy?"
"Yes!"
Zara nodded her little head and said in a sweet voice, "Mommy seemed unhappy before, I wanted to make her happy, so I painted this."
Jasper Fitzgerald laughed, "You painted very well, I think your mommy will be very happy, but..."
He pointed to a few places on the painting, saying, "The lines and shading here are a bit lacking, do you mind if Uncle adds a few strokes for you?"
The little one’s eyes immediately sparkled, nodding her head eagerly like a pecking chick, and said, "Sure!"
Of course, she didn’t mind.
Zara immediately made space for him, even bringing over brushes and paint.
Jasper Fitzgerald picked up a brush, and with a few flowing strokes, enhanced the painting.
Before long, the already well-done portrait became even more vivid and lifelike.
Jasper Fitzgerald was a professional, with just a few strokes, he vividly captured Sabrina Hayes’s essence.
He put down the brush, quite satisfied with the result.
Zara was watching him from the side, and when he finished, she clapped her little hands and happily exclaimed, "Uncle is amazing!"
Her eyes shone brighter as she looked at the painting.
Jasper Fitzgerald listened to her cute little voice, utterly charmed.
He patted the little one’s head, saying, "Zara is the amazing one, I just added a few strokes."
But Zara shook her head, insisting, "No, it’s Uncle who’s amazing!"
They complimented each other for a while, and then the little one put away the painting that they had worked on together.
Nanny Warren, having finished her tasks, came over and said to them, "I’ve already changed Miss Sabrina, and the hangover soup is cooking. Did you drink, too, sir? Would you like a bowl?"
Jasper Fitzgerald looked at the time and politely declined, "No need, I didn’t drink, and it’s getting late, I should be going."
After speaking, he stood up and said goodbye to the little one in front of him, "Uncle has to go now, Zara should rest early too."
Zara nodded her little head, obediently replying, "Okay."
She didn’t cling on to delay Jasper Fitzgerald’s departure, but walked him to the door with Nanny Warren.
All of this, Sabrina Hayes didn’t know.
The next day, when she woke up, her head was still a bit dazed.
Wasn’t she in the banquet hall?
How did she get back?
Dully recalling for quite a while, finally, a segment of memory surfaced in her mind.
She hadn’t blacked out, recalling everything.
As she recollected, the events of last night became more and more vivid.
This is... too embarrassing.
How could she do so many silly things when she got drunk?
Even felt at ease being carried back by someone.
Sabrina’s face couldn’t help but turn red.
But then she thought, it’s not like it’s the first time she’s embarrassed herself in front of Mr. Fitzgerald.
He’s probably used to how she is by now, right?
With this thought, Sabrina quickly calmed down again.
She got out of bed to wash up, and when she left the room, she saw Tessa and Zara.
The two of them were eating breakfast while admiring something.
Sabrina was a bit curious, so she asked, "What are you looking at?"
Upon hearing her voice, Tessa turned around, eyes full of gossip, and said, "Come over, take a look at this."
Sabrina was puzzled.
When she stepped forward for a look, she burst into laughter, "Oh, it’s Zara’s painting? Is it finished?"
She admired it seriously for a while and sincerely praised, "Sweetheart, you painted it so well!"
Zara, hearing her speak, smiled sweetly and told her mom, "Uncle helped too..."
"Uncle?"
Sabrina was puzzled, "Jasper Fitzgerald?"
"Mmm!" Zara nodded her little head, pointing to a few places for her to see, "Here!"
Sabrina was a bit hesitant, "Was it painted last night?"
"Yes!" Zara nodded.
Tessa immediately came over, full of gossip, and said, "I heard last night, Mr. Fitzgerald brought you back. What happened? Weren’t you at the summit? Why did he end up bringing you back? You two..."
Sabrina hurriedly stopped her train of thought and explained, "Mr. Fitzgerald also attended the summit yesterday. I just... drank a bit too much, felt dizzy and was brought back, stop letting your imagination run wild!"
"Oh, so that’s all it was..."
Tessa’s tone was one of disappointment.
Hearing this, Sabrina found it a bit amusing, "Yes, that’s all there is!"
"Ugh!" Tessa sighed and said, "That’s really boring."
Then she shelved the gossip, continuing to focus on her breakfast.
Sabrina shook her head helplessly and sat down as well.
After breakfast, Tessa went to work, and Sabrina took Zara to school, and then headed to the research institute.
In the morning, Josee Sheffield dropped by.
"Did you leave early last night, are you okay? I messaged you, but you didn’t reply. Later I heard from Nanny Warren that you got home safely, so I was relieved."
As he mentioned it, Sabrina recalled the scene from last night.
But those details couldn’t be shared with others, so she shook her head and responded, "I’m fine, I just drank a bit too much, felt dizzy so I didn’t say anything in advance, I’m really sorry."
Josee didn’t find it a big deal and said, "As long as you’re okay, if you’re not feeling well today, you can leave early..."
Sabrina didn’t feel unwell at all.
She was just too tired last night, plus the effect of alcohol made her sleep soundly. It wasn’t even a hangover.
In fact, she could even work overtime tonight with no issue.
However, in the evening, she got a call from Dylan Quinlan.
Sabrina answered it quickly.
Dylan was calling to inform her about a situation at the school.
"Jordan Hawthorne came to the kindergarten, wanting to see Zara, but Zara doesn’t seem to want to see him."
Without giving it much thought, Sabrina said directly, "If she doesn’t want to see him, then don’t let her. Thank you, I’ll come pick her up right now!"
On the way there, Sabrina’s phone rang again.
When she glanced at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number, she hung up immediately.
But shortly after, the call came through once more.
Sabrina had no choice but to answer.
Before long, Jordan Hawthorne’s voice came through the phone.
The man spoke in a cold voice, "Sabrina, as Zara’s father, even if we’re divorced, I still have the right to see my child, and you have no right to stop me!"
Upon hearing this, Sabrina laughed scornfully, "That’s ridiculous. Have I stopped you? Legally, I can’t prevent you from visiting the child, but the premise is that you must respect Zara’s wishes.
The current situation is that she doesn’t want to see you!"
Hearing this, Jordan Hawthorne fumed, "She doesn’t want to, didn’t you teach her that?"
After returning from the ballroom last night, Jordan was filled with anger and didn’t sleep well at all.
After being busy today, he thought of coming early to see his daughter.
But unexpectedly, he hit a wall.
By then, his temper was completely unruly.
Sabrina’s tone was equally icy as she retorted, "I’m not like you, Jordan. I only teach Zara good things, I wouldn’t stoop to such a thing.
As for why she feels this way, you need to ask yourself what you’ve done to disappoint her so much?
The Zara today isn’t the same mute child who couldn’t speak out as before. She has her own thoughts and can distinguish right from wrong!
Those who aren’t good to her, she remembers well! Are you really like the rest of The Hawthornes, thinking of her as a fool???"
With a cold laugh, Sabrina hung up the phone, not wanting to say another word to him.
On the other end of the phone, Jordan Hawthorne clenched his phone, face cold and somber.
He still didn’t believe Zara would be so estranged from him.
After all, this child carries his blood!
Blood ties wouldn’t break their father-daughter bond!
Refusing to give up, Jordan decided to stay and wait...
