Ignored

Guilt didn't let go of me. I discreetly peered at Jayden, who was eating his breakfast without any care in the entire world.

When he came down for breakfast this morning, he just marched over to his chair without greeting anyone.

Gordon sent a glare his way, which he ignored and pretended like he was blind.

None of us said a word to each other as I dished the food out and concentrated on eating, which I didn't take more than a spoonful of before my focus returned to Jayden.

He only ate two of the doughnuts I made and drank half of the orange juice I poured out before he dropped his fork, and rose from the chair.

“Where are you heading to?” Gordon raised his brow at him.

“My room," He turned to leave, going towards the stairs.

“What do you think about working for the summer? You can earn something from it or attend —”

He turned, “do you have any vehicle repairing work? An automobile workshop will be better.”

Gordon looked shocked that he agreed without grumbling like he does all