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Once the room was silent again, Joe shifted his attention to Mond. He watched as the man lowered his head and focused on eating, like it required concentration. Joe could only see Mond's forehead and his expression was but a mystery. It felt weird to him, that Mond was just sitting there, distancing himself from the rest of them. 'We're all in the same room, eating dinner together.

Mommy lives here now. So even though I don't like him and he is hiding so many secrets, ' Joe told himself silently. 'I must respect him and behave well. Mommy has always taught me to be polite with my elders, even if I don't like them. I have to be a polite and well-behaved little boy.'

His thoughts no longer running rampant, he decided to speak. "Uncle Mond, thank you for letting my Mommy live here," he broke the quiet.

Joe's sudden gratitude shocked both the Shen sisters. They shared a look before staring at Joe and then finally shifting their eyes to Mond.

Mond was also stunned. He raised his gaze from his food to the others at the table. Cherry and Jean were still staring at him in surprise. He looked at the cute boy, Cherry's boy. He briefly wondered if he had misheard. 'Did he just... thank me?' Mond puzzled in his head.

Thinking quickly, Mond responded flatly: "It's okay. Anyway, your Mommy's living here doesn't bother me at all, so she can live here as long as she likes. I don't care either way."

"Well, can I visit my Mommy here sometimes?" Joe asked anxiously awaiting the answer.

"Yes," Mond nodded.

Joe turned to his mother excitedly. "Mommy, do you hear that?" he shouted happily. "I can visit you here a lot!"

Unfortunately, Cherry didn't share her son's excitement. She chewed her food, considering her words. "Joe, Mommy only lives here for the time being. I will be going back home after some time," she explained lightly. "If I miss you, like today, I'll have you picked up at school and bring you here, but please remember on other days: you still have to go home on time. You have to listen to your Daddy at home, and study hard, especially with Miss Amy and your piano classes."

Cherry's words deflated his excitement somewhat. Joe lowered his head. "Yes, Mommy," he whispered, picking at the food on his plate.

Jean glanced at Mond, but didn't comment. She knew that Cherry would leave his house and go back to the Chu Family sooner or later. There was no surprise there; Cherry would go back to be with Jackson again.

Frustration hiding beneath the surface of his face, Mond lowered his head to concentrate on eating his food again. He knew that she still love Jackson and wanted to be with him.

Once dinner was over, Cherry and Joe retired to her room for a rest.

They relaxed on the bed together, Cherry holding her son tightly in her arms.

Joe tugged at his mothers pajamas. He nestled into her embrace and looked up at the ceiling. "Mommy, when will you come home?" he asked.

"I'm not sure yet. It may be some time. I don't want to yet," she answered in her trademark gentle voice.

Staring at the ceiling with her son, she wore a poker face, but her thoughts were in total disarray. She really wasn't sure when she would go home. She hadn't told Jackson that she was pregnant yet.

She hadn't told Joe that he would have a younger brother or sister. She really had no idea what to do now.

"Mommy, are you still angry with Daddy because of Sally?" His eyes didn't leave the ceiling, but she could imagine his innocent expression. "You don't want to forgive Daddy right now, so you don't want to come home yet?" he asked.

Cherry couldn't bring herself to answer. In fact, she wasn't quite sure herself whether she was delaying returning home because of Jackson and Sally's affair. She really didn't know why.

When it was obvious that Cherry wasn't going to answer his question, he considered another. "Mommy, do you still remember when we were abroad together?"

"Of course I do," Cherry replied, wistfully. Those bitter days held a special place in her heart. "That was when Mommy felt very happy, even though I was alone in bringing you up, because you mean everything to me. I still remember that your grandparents offered to give me a hand, but I rejected their kindness. I wanted to prove to the world that I could bring my son up by myself and I could live a good life alone. I just wanted to prove to them that I could do it."

Her voice echoed as Joe listened carefully.

"What about now, Mommy" Joe asked her when she was finished.

His question made her ponder. Pain seized her heart and she had trouble controlling her tone. "Joe, did you know that if you're used to relying on someone else, it can be very difficult to be strong alone again?"

"But Daddy is reliable, Mommy. You can rely on him," Joe told her seriously.

Cherry held her tongue for a moment. "But if I want to rely on him, I'll have to face a lot of things and people." Sadness flashed in her eyes.

"Mommy," Joe said, getting her attention. "Did you know who Daddy was and how much power his family has over our city, when you married him?"

"Well, yes," she replied. "I knew."

"Then, Mommy, you can't be a coward now. You have to face up to everyone. You had to know this when you decided to marry Daddy. I know you love Daddy.

Why don't you gather up your courage and defeat everyone who wants to get involved with our family?" Joe was firm and unbending as he spoke, not unlike Jackson when he set his mind to something.

"Daddy is a very attractive man and it's not going to be just Sally who wants him. You have to drive them all away and protect our family." Joe wanted to protect his mother and family too. His mother was so depressed and sad, and he couldn't stand it. He was very young and couldn't do much to help, but he could do this. He could think quickly and was smart as a whip. He could help his Mommy figure out how to deal with her troubles.

"Joe, " Cherry sputtered, taken aback. She had never thought her little boy could have spoken like that. She had trouble with confidence in herself, and didn't know what to do to deal with the troubles she faced, but her son's speech gave her newfound hope. How could she keep trying to escape reality?


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