Chapter 21

I took a deep breath and let it out. I looked at Zach, who was now standing in front of me, with a troubled expression. Here we go again, arguing. We're just going grocery shopping, yet there's so much talking.

He doesn't want to do what I want. Well, I can't reach his head to put it on.

I don't know, out of all the men God has given me, he's the most stubborn, has his own rules, and is jealous for no reason. Sometimes he's my son, sometimes he's my suitor. I don't know which one it is anymore. I feel like I'll age prematurely because of him. I thought I'd get stressed at work, but it turns out it's only because of him.

I don't like naughty children, but he's not a child anymore, but he's so naughty. Maybe starting tomorrow, I'll look for someone who can adopt him. I'm willing to give him away, it's not against my will, and I'll give him away with all my love. Even if I'm the one who will take him there, free shipping, just to get him away from me because my head is aching.