Falling in Love with a Ghost

Chapter 32

Kylie's POV

I. Hate. Her.

That thought kept on repeating in my mind whilst I sat there, glaring at the woman who was currently flirting with my father. We're in their office, for Pete's sake! Where did the professional woman earlier go? I couldn't believe that she was the same woman who appeared out of nowhere, claiming that they would take Josh. 

I get that my father is attractive for a man his age, but didn't she notice the ring on his finger?! Or she merely chose to ignore that? Seriously, she was giggling and batting her eyelashes at my father, who was totally oblivious and busy signing the documents needed for the official adoption of Josh. Josh already agreed being a member of our family, by the way. He was sitting beside me, fidgeting his hands anxiously. Jake was on the other side of me. He was frowning with disapproval at the sight before him while Kris, in his ghost form, was scowling at the woman.

Back to the matter at hand. That woman was really getting on my nerves! Thank God for the desk separating the two of them. She looked like she's in her early thirties. And my father is in his late forties, bitch! I don't have anything against people in relationships with wide age gaps, but this is my father and that woman we're talking about! That's a gigantic NO NO! 

And remembering that I still haven't got to eat the three boxes of pizza didn't help lighten my current mood. Where's mother anyway? The sooner she gets here, the sooner we'll be out of here.

"Jake, where's mo–" I was about to ask where mother was when the door at the entrance opened. And there she is! My mother graciously walked in. She was still wearing her formal blouse and slacks, so I guessed that she just came here from work. She stopped halfway when she caught sight of my father and the shameless woman. They were still unaware of my mother's presence. She raised one of her eyebrows at them. Oh, no. My mother may be the most kindhearted in our family, but once angered...I can't put it into words.

I looked back at my father, and almost gasp loudly. I stared incredulously at the woman's hand that was boldly resting on my father's arm.  My father stiffened and stared bewilderedly at the woman's hand, as if it's an alien's hand and wanted to flick it off immediately. He slowly leaned away from the appalling hand and brushed it off. I almost laughed at my father's face. It was apparent that he was uncomfortable and wanted to get away from the woman as soon as possible. 

"Here," he hastily gave the woman the documents he just signed.

He glanced away for a second and froze when he caught sight of my mother who was standing there with an unusual poker face, as if nothing wrong was going on. However, her eyes were a different thing. Her eyes promised death of two people. Nah, kidding.

On the serious note though, her eyes stared at the woman murderously. My father stared at my mother and swallowed the lump in his throat nervously. The four of us, Jake, Josh, Kris, and I, watched the whole scene in awe and silence.

The woman noticed that my father's attention was on something else and looked up to find my mother already walking towards them. Her flirtatious smile wavered when realization finally dawned on her. She was flirting with the wrong person.

She immediately sat straight and busied herself with the files on her desk. Mom stood in front of the desk, her eyes were glued at the woman who couldn't even raise her eyes at my mother. There was a few seconds of silence before my mother spoke.

"Learn to keep your hands to yourself, lady. Or they'll be gone before you know it." She said with a dangerously calm voice. 

The woman gulped before shakily nodding her head at mom.