Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Melanie opens the door to Mr Gordon’s room and walks in gently with his hands hanging tightly around her shoulder.

If not for her, he would have passed out on the cold floor already.

Melanie moves closer to his bed and releases his hand from her shoulder. She makes him sit on the bed and tucks him into bed afterwards.

He absent-mindedly mumbles some words which don’t come out clearly to Melanie.

She shrugs her shoulders when she’s not sure of what to do.

“I hope you’re okay.” she sighs and strides out of his room, leaving the light on.

Melanie decided to check up on Archie before going to bed. She takes the hallway that leads to his room and hears his slight snort from afar.

Melanie shakes her head “Such a kid.” she chuckles and moves closer to his room.

She opens the door gently and gazes around the room to see Archie sleeping soundly on his bed.

“Much better.” Melanie smiles and closes the door back.

“If care is not taken, I’ll end up babysitting both father and son.” She giggles at the thought and makes her way to her room, which was not too far from Archie’s room.

She opens the door to her room and closes it behind her.

“Pheew! What a long day.” she sighs and moves to the bed.

She plunged into the bed and fall flat on it.

‘Please help me out of here

Mr Gordon’s please rang in her head and she couldn’t help but wonder what was going on with him.

Melanie toss and turn on the bed, still lost in her thoughts.

“Is he not well?” she shakes her head negatively

“He seems fine during the day,” she concludes.

“Aish! This is frustrating.” she rants, placing her hand on her forehead.

“I’ll just sleep and forget about everything.” she groans and turn off the lights and so she drifts to sleep after much toss and turn from one angle to another.

The next day

Archie strides down the stairs thinking of making himself instant noodles before his father wakes up. He carefully descended the last stair and hastily drop his backpack on the pouch before rushing off to the kitchen.

On getting to the kitchen, he meets Melanie cutting some veggies on the counter with her back facing him.

Archie sighs in relief. He had almost forgotten that he had gotten another babysitter, all thanks to his grumpy father.

In as much as he needs someone to talk to, he didn’t trust his father and he can’t completely get attacked by his new babysitter not knowing what his father must have told her.

Archie clears his throat and tries to walk away but stops when he hears her say something to him.

“You’re up? I’m glad. Can you please come over?” Melanie says with a charming face and Archie scoffs at her before nodding his head in affirmation.

‘Such a pretender. I’m very sure her boss must have spoken ill of me, to her. Why acting all cool around me?’ Archie thought, glaring hard at Melanie before moving closer to her.

“I’m here, what help can I possibly render to my father’s work?” Archie rasps and Melanie stare at him, wondering if she just stepped out of line by trying to ask for help, from her boss’s son.

“I’m… I’m trying to light this cooker up but it seems I’m doing it the wrong way.” Melanie says, staring deep into his eyeballs to see if he’s ready to help.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“So?” Archie asks with an eyebrow raised.

“I…” Melanie gulp down the lump that seems to have stuck in her throat, coercing her from uttering some words.

She rubs her chest lightly with her palm and takes two steps toward where Archie stood.

“I want to ask, do you happen to know how to lit it up?” Melanie finally let out the words that seem difficult for her to say.

“Oh!” Archie mumbles.

He walks passed her and moves to the cabinet behind Melanie. He shuffles through it and brings out a pair of gloves.

After cladding his hands into it, he pulls Melanie by her arms and shows her where to switch on the electronic cooker.

“Next time if you happen to encounter any electronics that you can’t operate, just pick up your phone, snap it and browse it on Google. It will help you a lot.” Archie says calmly. Moving back from the counter and gestures for Melanie to continue her cooking.

Melanie stares at him in shock.

She gets surprised at how calm Archie sounded and she smiles at how he had warmly explained things to her.

“Thank you!” Melanie says and Archie shrugs his shoulders.

“You know I never expect you to wake up so easily,” Melanie says, trying to bring up a friendly conversation.

“What are you making?” Archie answers her question with a question which makes Melanie shake her head at his childish act.

“I’m making garnish spaghetti.” Melanie beams and watches Archie’s eyes dilated in shock.

“How did you know what I’m craving?” He smiles amidst his question and Melanie smile at how cute he looks when he smiles.

“I guess I’ve learnt my job. To be able to know what your young master wants and needs at the moment.” Melanie grin and Archie nods in affirmation.

“Glad I haven’t taken out the glove. Can you pass the carrots?” Archie requested and Melanie shakes her head in shock.

“What did you wanna do with it?” She asks, staring deep at the young lad in front of her.

Archie twirls his eyes.

“I’m just trying to help, okay?” He twists his lips to one side and Melanie shakes her head negatively.

“You can’t do that, I’ll do everything, okay? You just go back to the dining room and wait for your food.” Melanie says and turns her back on him, hoping he’ll just turn around and leave.

“I’m having practical tomorrow and slicing of things is crucial. Can you allow me to slice the vegetables so I can handle the knife well tomorrow?” Archie asks and Melanie couldn’t help the grin that was beautiful on her face.

“I’ll leave you to it if you insist on doing it,” Melanie says, handing the knife to him.

“Thank you!” Archie says, collecting the knife from her.

“Do you know that I haven’t stepped foot inside here before? For the past thirteen years of my life.” Archie says and Melanie moves back in shock.

“But that being said, do you mean to tell me that I can get in trouble if the boss sees you here with me?” Melanie asks resting her hands on her waist, standing in akimbo.

“I don’t…

“What are you doing inside here?” The Husky voice of Mr Gordon says from the door and they both moved their gazes to him with their mouths flung open.