A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 462

Maria could tell that Coy was unhappy, but she ignored it. This little boy was naturally cheery, and he would soon feel better later.

Upon Norman and Bob's arrival at the urban area, it began raining in H City.

There were frequent power outages in the mountain, and tonight was no different. Once it started raining, the electricity was soon cut off.

Maria sat quietly at the table, fiddling with the Buddhist beads. The sound of rustling leaves and falling rain calmed her heart; she felt tranquil.

Halfway through the white candle's embers, she looked back at the bed, where her child was currently sleeping soundly.

He fell asleep the second he lay on the bed. But he had moved around during his sleep and occupied some of the space where she was supposed to sleep in.

Maria quietly got up and walked to the bedside. She bent and gave Coy's forehead a kiss. As soon as her lips touched his forehead, happiness filled her heart.

It would be even better if Bob was also here with her.

Two months passed by in the blink of an eye.

Lately, the weather in H City was mostly cloudy and rainy. It was always so gloomy, and it seemed like it would rain any second.

At this time, a tiny monk was performing several barrel rolls in a row in the yard, attracting many pilgrims' attention.

"He's so cute!"

"Indeed. I want to take photos of him and post them online! Maybe I can get a lot of post likes and shares."

"I heard that he's not even two years old yet. He's so awesome!"

Meanwhile, a black Harkim pulled over at the gate of the nunnery inconspicuously.

In order to make things more convenient for Bob and Coy to see each other, Cooper built this road more than a year ago. Consequently, other people could use it to drive up and down the mountain.

James, in a dark suit, got out of the car, looking noble and aloof. As soon as he got out of the car, he attracted many people's attention. He became just as popular as the tiny monk of the nunnery.

He looked thin and pale, but it didn't affect his good looks at all.

He was followed by an assistant and two bodyguards. He stood beside the car, looking around for something. With his assistant's guidance, he entered the nunnery through the side door.

In there, the little monk was playing with other children. James passed him by without even glancing. He then heard a young nun calling out from afar. "Coy, come here. We're going to pick cherries!"

The boy immediately rushed forward, surpassing the man's footsteps, and threw himself into the nun's arms. "Lucille, I like cherries."

Lucille held him in her arms and walked in a different direction. "You want to eat some cherries, do you?

Which part of you wants to eat them?"

The boy pointed at his mouth. "My mouth!"

Lucille couldn't resist the urge to giggle.

Coy adjusted his position in her arms and put his head on her shoulder. At this time, he happened to see a man heading towards the backyard, followed by several others.

And this man looked like his father!

He knew what his father looked like because his brother had shown him photos of their father.

"Dad!" Coy muttered.

Lucille didn't hear him clearly. "What did you say?"

James opened the door of the backyard, disappearing from Coy's sight. Casting that thought aside, the boy thought of the cherries again and started drooling.

He really wanted to have some cherries.

The backyard was where the nuns were located. Additionally, this was where pilgrims would temporarily reside. At this moment, they had just returned from the Buddhist prayer room and were busy doing their own things.