The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson

"I don't care."

[What?]

"I don't care if the baby isn't biologically mine. If you allow me, I'll treat that baby as my own because I really like you, Deborah. And my feelings for you are sincere." [Jayden, I couldn't ask you f

that.]

""Why not?"

[It's just... no... it wouldn't be right. This baby is Roger's, it's not yours-]

"That baby is yours, and if you give me a chance, I'll strive to be a great father to him or her."

[Jayden... but I'm not-]

"I know, you're not divorced yet, but soon you will be, so I'll continue my fight to win a piece of your heart.

[I don't think you need to fight for that.] Deborah looked away with a slight blush.

Jayden was surprised by her reaction, and his smile widened. "I'm delighted by your words."

[I still don't know exactly how I feel about you, but I think about you a lot.] Deborah

admitted.

"I know, let's take it one step at a time," he said, taking her hands. "But I like how things are starting."

Deborah nodded, smiling at him.

After that, they continued eating, and Jayden told Deborah about his previous day while she did the same. When they finished their meal, they bought ice cream andNôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

ate it while walking back home.

They didn't separate for long because just an hour later, they headed to the communal area where Charlotte was already waiting to show Deborah the room she would be using for her classes that afternoon.

"Welcome, Deborah, here we have everything you need for visual support: there is a projector, flip charts, and a whiteboard. Feel free to use whichever you prefer,"

Charlotte explained.

[This place is well-equipped.] Deborah was impressed as she looked around the

room.

"Yup, you see, the classes given here are paid courses, so we take good care of the rooms," Charlotte further explained.

"Paid?" Jayden raised an eyebrow.

[Yes, but mine will be a free trial class first.] Deborah wrote in a notebook.

"Why?" Jayden frowned, thinking they were discriminating against Deborah.

"We give an opportunity to all neighbors to teach classes. Their first is always a trial class. If there is a lot of interest by the end of the class, then the course will be formalized and classes will be charged so that those like Deborah can earn some money for sharing her knowledge," Charlotte continued to explain.

"I see, so it depends on the attendees' interest." Jayden understood.

[Yes, but giving this trial class already makes me feel rewarded.] Deborah wrote, smiling.

"Okay, beautiful," Jayden noticed she was happy, so he dropped the subject.

"Well, I'll let you settle in," Charlotte said before turning to greet the people who were arriving for the class.

"Can I help you with something?" asked Jayden.

Deborah had him help set up the projector because she had prepared a visual presentation for her class.

About five minutes later, the clock read 4:58 PM and they were ready, two minutes away from starting the class.

[I'm nervous.]

"Don't worry, I know you'll be great," Jayden said, winking at her as he took a seat at one of the tables in front. "If you're nervous, just look at me and forget about the others."

Deborah smiled, and then she saw Charlotte signal her to get ready as people started. coming in.

Deborah took a deep breath, surprised to see that all the chairs were filled. She took

another breath before starting her presentation, writing her name on the board and using a computerized voice to communicate with everyone.

Jayden smiled as he watched Deborah forget her nerves and become more fluid in her movements to communicate with the class.

'You'll gradually forget your fears and become a very confident woman, Jayden thought, smiling at the sight of Deborah's smile reaching her eyes as she taught some basic words to the class. Just then, he received a message: [What you told me is true, so I'll use it for that.]

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