Taming His Dramatic Little Wife

”Really? Then you better show him your drawing,” Mr. Hernandez said, laughing as he stared at the two children.

”Okay! I’ll do that now, Daddy!” Stefani nodded and grabbed Jonathan’s hand as she dragged the latter to her bedroom upstairs. ”Quick, Jonathan!”

”Be careful, Stefani!” Mr. Hernandez shouted as he turned around and faced the maids, requesting them to prepare some snacks for Stefani and Jonathan.

One year later

”Wow, your drawings have improved, Stefani,” Jonathan complimented.

”My dragons are cool, aren’t they, Jonathan?” Stefani grinned, proud of herself.

Jonathan nodded, ”They are. Compared to last year.”

Stefani stood up, dusting her pants off, ”Wait here, Jonathan. I will get cookies for you.” Find the original chapter at NovelCEO.

”Ah, I’ll go with y...” Jonathan’s voice trailed off, sighing as watched the door closing. Just as they were slowly growing up, it was visible that both were trying to be someone in this world. Jonathan was the first to notice this and the worries he had for the future slowly gave him an uneasy feeling in his heart.

On his way down to the kitchen, Stefani couldn’t help but feel giddy. She was now at the age of understanding what crush and love were, slowly, and she knew exactly what kind of feelings she was harboring towards her childhood friend. She was almost having a happy march on her way when suddenly, she heard some voices near her.

”I feel sorry for Young Miss Stefani,” one maid uttered.

”Me too,” the other said. ”We all know master Jonathan and Jane are just playing with her because Mr. Hernandez ordered them to.”

”Without those two kids, I’m sure young miss will be a very lonely kid. She doesn’t have a mother and her father is always busy working. Not to mention, she doesn’t have any friends other than Master Jonathan and Lady Jane. She basically lives in an empty mansion. What a poor kid.”

”Well, I’m glad there is master Jonathan and lady Jane to play with her, even if it’s only an order. Especially that kid Jonathan, he’s always with young miss. I wonder if he likes being with young miss or he’s just doing it out of obligation.”

“We can’t say for sure, maybe there are times he doesn’t want to see young miss Stefani but can’t say no to Master Hernandez. Sigh, such tragic positions these kids have, huh. Can’t even do what they really want...”

Stefani’s heart crushed as she listened to the conversation.

She wanted to erase the bad feelings she was getting, slowly crawling to her chest, so she ran upstairs to her bedroom. Her eyes were almost watery as she saw the light coming from her slightly opened room. She was about to say something when she heard familiar voices from the inside.

”Jonathan, as your second father, I am giving you the freedom to choose now. I want you to decide to your heart’s wish,” Mr. Hernandez spoke softly to the boy in front of him. ”Even though your sister only agrees to go to Australia if you go with her, it doesn’t mean you have to go. You know, you two can always go there anytime. I will always support you two.”

”Jane is my only family, Mr. Hernandez,” Jonathan explained. ”And I... I really want to study abroad.”

”I told you to stop calling me that, right? Really, this kid,” Mr. Hernandez shook his head. ”And if you go now, my daughter will be really sad and lonely. She will miss her favorite person.”

”I know that, Mr. Hernandez. But still, I want to go with Jane. I want to study in Australia,” Jonathan said, voice sounding too mature for his age.

Meanwhile, outside, Stefani’s heart was slowly breaking.

Jonathan was going away.

Her most favorite person, Jonathan, was leaving her.

The moment Mr. Hernandez left Stefani’s bedroom, Stefani went inside and stood in front of Jonathan.

”Oh, Stefani, you’re back,” Jonathan smiled and rubbed Stefani’s head.

Stefani wanted to erase the painful words she just heard from the maids’ conversation and her father and Jonathan’s conversation. So she looked up at Jonathan and asked. ”Jonathan, will you keep that promise you made last year on the first day of snow?”

Jonathan stared at Stefani, silently thinking about the promise he had told the younger. He tried to recall their conversation then said, ”Of course.” Without really remembering what the promise was.

The first day of snow came.

The windows were again full of fog.

There were no smiley drawings to be seen.

The room was cold.

Stefani’s heart was cold.

So cold, Stefani began to hate everything that reminded her of winter.