A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 469 A Fatal Blow

Maria couldn't let this sort of thing tarnish the sanctity of the nunnery. She grabbed James' hand and suggested a compromise. "I promise you, I won't resist, but we have to do this somewhere else."

After calming himself down, James got out of bed, tidied his clothes, and opened the door. He then turned to Maria and said, "If you don't want to do it here, then let's do it outside."

She was rendered speechless. But it didn't seem like she had much of a choice.

Later, Maria realized that there was no escape for her because he was holding onto her hand tightly.

Under the guise of the night, he finally got what he wanted.

They had sex in the woods, far away from the nunnery. In the wilderness, Maria cursed him a thousand times in her head.

At last, after a long time of waiting around, James had sated his lust. It was already past midnight when they finished. He went back to the nunnery, carrying her in his arms.

After rinsing their bodies a bit, James packed up his belongings. By the time he was done packing, some of the nuns had already woken up.

He didn't sleep anymore and decided to leave the confines of the nunnery with some of his luggage.

Meanwhile, Coy was having fun in H City. There were many people who played with him, and he was even unwilling to return to Maria for the time being.

In the manor, Ethan was making fun of Coy. "Hey, Coy! I'm getting married. Would you like to be my flower boy?"

The little boy licked the tomato sauce on his lips, and asked with widened eyes, "What's a flower boy? Is it delicious?" Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"You little foodie! A flower boy isn't food. I'm asking you to spread petals during my wedding," said Ethan.

'Petals?' "Okay!" Coy tilted his head, still looking confused.

At this time, a little girl wearing a skirt ran over and handed him something. "Coy, here, have some candies," she said.

He took the candies and said, "Thank you, Mona!"

Mona Lu was the daughter of Lawrence and Meagan. She was two months older than Coy.

"You're welcome."

Meagan brought the cut fruits to the children. After putting them down, she said something to the maid. Then, she went to the stables to look for Lawrence.

Mona grabbed a piece of Hami melon and gave it to Coy. Ethan wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Coy had been raised as a wild child. And although he had paid attention to his hygiene, he was still young. He took the melon from Mona and put it into his mouth.

Ethan sighed.

He grabbed a tissue and wiped Mona's hands. "Mona, you can't grab something to eat without washing your hands first, remember?"

The girl nodded in response. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

Ethan combed her head with affection. "Oh, my sweet girl. It's fine! You are a good girl!"

Coy knew that courtesy demanded reciprocity. After he ate the melon that Mona had given him, he grabbed two blueberries and gave them to her.

Meanwhile, Ethan was throwing away garbage. When he turned around, he saw Coy grabbing the blueberries.

Once again, Ethan was shocked. It was true. He had no idea how to look after children. Those two kids acted so quickly that he didn't even have the time to stop them.

"Here you go, Mona! Eat them," said Coy.

Since she had just been reminded by Ethan, Mona glanced at the blueberries and shook her head in refusal. "No, thanks."

Coy took a step forward and said, "Mona, eat them."

The little girl pushed his hand away. "No! I won't eat anything unclean."

The boy offered the berries to Mona several times, but each time, she refused him. And because of that, he felt agitated. "You must eat."

Meanwhile, Ethan was snickering by himself. He wanted to take the blueberries from Coy's hand. "Coy, perhaps you should feed Mona using a fork."

However, he didn't expect that the boy would be so stubborn. Coy still insisted on making Mona eat the blueberries from his hand.

At this point, Mona was getting angry. She didn't want to eat them, but he insisted. She swatted his hand away, causing the blueberries to fall from his hand.

Coy watched as the berries rolled on the ground, and felt bad.

He looked at Mona, and saw her running away. Perhaps she didn't want to play with him anymore.

His eyes welled up with tears as they turned red.

Ethan told a maid to go after Mona. Meanwhile, he squatted in front of Coy and said, "Coy, remember this: boys aren't allowed to cry."

But the boy believed otherwise. "I'm a child, and I have the right to cry. Once I'm all grown up, I won't cry anymore!"

"But you can't cry even now," said Ethan.

"No way! That's not up to you!"

Stifling his laughter, Ethan said, "You'll look like a girl if you cry. It's not manly."

"So what? I'm handsome. When I grow up, I'll find a wife just as strong as my mom to protect me!"

Ethan couldn't help but nod in admiration. This boy's logic was flawless!

At this moment, someone interjected, "You're so pathetic. You're so young, but you're already thinking of finding a wife to protect you!"

Coy wiped his tears away, turning around to glare at the person who spoke. "I don't have any other choice.

I just inherited this character from my dad. He listens to whatever my mom says. It doesn't seem like being manly as child make any difference!"

James fell silent. It was a really fatal blow.

Ethan burst into laughter. It took him a few minutes before he managed to stop himself from laughing while James was staring daggers at him. "I see. I had no idea that you're such a hen- pecked husband! But, James, is your son really two years old? I'm pretty sure Maria lied about his age. He sounds like an adult."

James shook his head and glanced at him. "Didn't you just hear what my son said? He's just as smart as I am."

Ethan clammed up after hearing that.

A while later, Mona and Boston, who had just returned from school, walked out of the villa together. They rendezvoused with Coy, and then the three of them ran back and forth in the manor.

After playing with them for a while, Ethan stood up and said to the man next to him, "I have to go now. I'm done being your son's nanny."

With a stern look, James bantered, "Well, I'll pay you for babysitting later."

Ethan was curious. 'Does James really think of me as a nanny?'

At this time, Coy ran towards James and hugged his thigh. "Dad, I want to see some wild animals." The little boy really loved lions. Whenever he was choosing toys, he would always buy anything that related to lions.

James looked at Ethan, who was about to leave. "Your uncle Ethan is more knowledgeable about things like that."

Every tenth of August was the World Lion Day, and Ethan would go to Africa to protect lions.

"But he's just my uncle."

Ethan corrected him. "I'm your godfather!"

"I'm not your son," Coy retorted, shaking his bald head.

Ethan was rendered speechless. It seemed that there was no way he could outwit this child.

James pinched the boy's cheek. "I'll take you there then."

"Yay!" After getting the answer he wanted, Coy ran away.

Seeing that his brother was coming over, Boston gleaned that he had succeeded. "I told you, didn't I? Dad is very good to us!"

Coy nodded in agreement with him. "It's so great to have a dad!"

Mona looked at them and asked, "Doesn't your mother treat you well?"

"Of course, she does!" Boston replied.

"Mom is very good, although she punishes me sometimes," said Coy.

He shivered at the thought of Maria's fierce look.