"Dada!" The excitement in Jared's voice is as clear as the skies.

He ran to Jessie, and that made Jessie return his attention to my son. I gasped and glanced at Ethan beside me, who was now looking irritated and confused at Jessie.

"Who is that fucking man?" He asked boldly.

His eyes are still directed at Jessie, and if only looks could kill, Jessie would be lying on the floor now.

He gave me a dangerous and questioning look. I cleared my throat and let out a deep sigh.

"Jessie. He is a friend of mine, and Jared used to call him Dada."

"Why the fuck is my son...