“Chelly’s POV”
I kept gulping. I looked towards Eric. His eyes were moist and worry was clearly written in it.
Jenny began chuckling, causing my heart to drum faster.
I was regretting coming here with my son. His little head must be spinning out of the suspect.
“Jenny, I trusted you,” I spat. My entire body was shaking like a leaf.
“It seems like you don’t.” She chuckled scornfully.
“Why so afraid, babe? I am just helping you,” she uttered softly and strolled nearer.
She ceased her steps just next to us and began extending her hand towards Eric.
“Don’t you...,” I was cut off by Jenny. She shook her head and motioned me not to complete my sentence.
“Hello, handsome boy. Nice to meet you,” she talked while smiling and patted Eric’s head.
“Hello. Are you mommy’s friend?” Er
