Breaking the Curse: Mr. Wolfy And The Reincarnated Witch (Sequel Of Surrogate Mother For Baby Wolfy)
Chapter 1 - Ivyanne
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“Ivyanne ...”
“Ivyanne ...”
That voice again. The girl who had felt called, was only in a daze to find the source and where the call came from. No one recognized him here, in the cafe, or on the street. But the whispers always appear.
Does he have schizophrenia?
“Ivyanne ...”
The girl once again stopped her steps. And the sound of hard objects colliding with each other was heard followed by his body that crashed into the asphalt, making Ivyanne realize from her daydream.
“What are you doing?! You crossed the street daydreaming, did you know that it was very dangerous, huh?!” snapped at someone who had saved his life by lunging at his body that was almost a corpse.
Ivyanne got up, looking at her bleeding arm and elbow.
The man who had been standing before him almost stepped out to leave Ivyanne, but seeing the wounds on some parts of the girl's body, he broke his intention.
“Cute me!” he said, while dragging the arm of the girl who had not said anything since.
Is he dumb and deaf? Even thank you he did not say.
The man took Ivyanne to the place where her car was parked. He was in a hurry to get out of his vehicle and save the girl who almost died because of his own carelessness.
“Nah, already. If you complain about anything else, tell me. I'll take you to the doctor,” said the man, after finishing cleaning and plastering the wounds on the elbows and forehead of the girl who was still silent.
“Thank you,” replied Ivyanne, after a few minutes of being stunned, not believing what had just happened to her.
The sirens of police cars were quiet and stopped not far from where Ivyanne and the rescue man were standing. An accident has occurred and barely makes Ivyanne stay a name.
The man got up and prepared to leave. But he stopped his steps immediately. He could not have left the girl alone.
“Where is your home? I'll drop you off.”
“No need, Sir. I still have to find a job in order to pay for my life and college. I think I should go now. Thank you for your help.”
Ivyanne twisted the body, stepped limped because the wound was still painful. Just about to get away, the man blocked Ivyanne's leg swing with his heavy baritone voice.
“What's your name?”
The girl stopped and turned around.
“Ivyanne, Sir. You can call me Ivy. Why are you asking?”
The man—yang stood quite far away, advancing in order to slash the distance between himself and Ivyanne. Facing the girl suddenly brings up a memory that he had long buried.
He shook his head faintly, trying to cast away the shadow that had briefly disturbed his mind. He had improved, no longer wanting to remember the thing that would make him hurt once again.
Ivyanne put her shoulders down.
“I don't know, Sir. Previously I worked in a cafe, but they went bankrupt and now I have to find another.” Ivyanne paused her sentence. “T-but I can speak several languages, sir. Maybe you need a translator?”
The man shook his head, refuting Ivyanne's statement. He has no job in a field that requires a foreign language or translator.
“I need a baby sitter.”
“A-what? Baby sitter?” Ivyanne rounded her eyeballs when she heard the man's words.
He's never done this job before. What does it feel like to take care of a baby?
“T-but, Sir, I never—“
“You want it or not?" todong the man, firmly. He didn't seem to have much time to negotiate. Ivyanne was still silent and did not respond at all.
"You sure you don't want this job? All right, I'll find someone else then. Good luck with your search.”
The man turned around and was about to get into the car, but Ivyanne chased after the man who saved her life and patted his burly arm.
“I want, Sir. B-but, can I go through probation first? I'm afraid that later—“
“Please get in the car. We're talking at my house and you can meet Micah and Mason.”
Once again Ivyanne was taken aback by the man's words just now. Micah and Mason? So she had to take care of two babies? He wasn't sure he could do it, but he needed the money.
“D-two people, Mister?”
The man nodded.
“Yes. They're twins, and very .. we're heading to my house first, so you can see for yourself.”
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Ivyanne was amazed and gaped at the sight of the building before her.
This is not a house, but a palace with a touch of modern style that looks a little gloomy, in accordance with the appearance and look of the man's face. Several times Ivyanne looked around her, and then at the man who brought her here, it appeared in her eyes that this man was very closed.
Just look where the building stands.
In the middle of the remote forest there are only a few other buildings, as well as some people there who may only serve as servants and guards. Because no one else looks the same class.
“Please sit. We're just at the point. I want you to take care of my two sons and here they are.”
Just as the man finished talking, two servants appeared holding each of the approximately one-year-old babies in their arms.
Ivyanne was speechless. The two babies looked towards him. Ivyanne was sure of that. And at that moment Ivyanne's feelings warmed. It was like something made the girl want to look at that adorable little creature for longer. However, the baby's father immediately broke the silence that had ambushed all of them.
“Cube knows you, before you ask. They are not ordinary babies. You'll know later on probation. I dare pay you very dearly, provided that you take good care of my son and strive to endure twenty-four hours in a week there is no holiday for you, and you have to be wherever they are. How, Ivy?”