A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 464

James felt a dull ache in his temples. He had a hunch that this son of his would be a hundred times naughtier than Bob.

Squatting down, he said, "Own up your mistake when you see your mother."

"No!" Coy shook his head decisively. "Dad, aren't you going to see Mom?"

"Yes, lam."

"Then help me." Coy stared at James, a trace of expectation lighting up his eyes.

Taking a look at the dates, James nodded his head and said, "I can help you." Even though he himself was having a hard time, he decided to agree.

"Dad, you are so nice!" Coy crooned in a flattering voice.

"Don't climb trees again," he warned.

"Okay!" Coy decided to solve the problem at hand. He wouldn't worry about the future now.

James, on the other hand, took his ready approval as a sign that he was a good boy. He stood up and held the boy's hand. Together, they walked towards the nunnery.

Standing behind them, Gary watched the father and son, filled with admiration.

This was the third son Maria had had with James.

She had done a great job at hiding this knowledge from him. If it weren't for the fact that the father and son bore uncanny resemblance, nobody would have learned the truth.

Fortunately, the Xi family was rich enough to afford expenses of everyone. If James insisted on having a dozen children, they could still live a luxurious life.

Now when James arrived at the backyard, Maria was not there. It turned out she was still meditating in the Buddhist hall.

Coy opened the door and invited him into the room. "Dad, Mom is not here," he announced.

James nodded and entered the room. He got a good look at the room.

Last time when he came, he was busy paying attention to Maria. He hadn't had the time to notice the decorations.

Now, he was given the opportunity to carefully analyze the room. He was able to grasp minor details. There were plenty of children's items neatly placed around. He caught sight of Coy's clothes bundled neatly on the clean wooden bed.

There was a photo frame on the table. In the photo, Maria stood wearing nun's clothes. She was standing in the yard with Coy in one hand and Bob in the other.

He could notice a residue of smile on her thin face. She was also glowing with maternal love.

Coy climbed onto the chair, picked up the kettle with great difficulty and poured a glass of water into it.

Hearing the sound of water being poured, James turned around. He saw what Coy was attempting to do.

In an instant, he placed the photo frame back in its original place and strode towards Coy. "Don't move!" he warned.

Coy put down the kettle carefully, picked up the glass and handed it to James. In a sweet voice, he said, "Dad, drink some water!"

James' heart warmed at his son's kind behavior.

He took the glass and ruffled Coy's soft hair. "Don't do this again. It's dangerous," he added. It would have been okay if the water was cold. Hot water, however, could cause serious damage.

Coy shook his head and said, "It's not a problem. I know how to do it because I do it all the time!"

James had mixed feelings about Coy's answer. He didn't know what to say. Maria had taken Bob back to the Xi family after he was born. As a result, he had never had to do something of this kind.

But Coy, who had been with Maria all through his life, must have been used to do these things.

He didn't object to children doing chores, but he felt sorry for Coy. After all, he was only two years old.

When Maria came back to the backyard, she spotted Gary standing under a grape tree.

Her eyes met Gary's. Then she approached the door. She heard the faint noise of Coy's laughter. A bad feeling began to gnaw at her heart.

Seeing her, Gary stood up and flashed her a smile. He was about to move forward and greet her.

However, Maria quickened her pace and headed straight to the room.

Gary was certain she had seen him.

He was very confused when she ignored him. In spite of this, he chose not to follow her.

As soon as Maria stepped into the room, she saw the father and son were bonding very well. They were laughing and Coy was in his father's arms.

As soon as she showed up, Coy left James' arms. He trotted over and exclaimed happily, "Mom! Dad is here!"

Dad! That word was like a tight slap.

It wasn't like Maria didn't know this. She knew that sooner or later James would find about it. After all, they shared an uncanny resemblance.

She lifted the corner of her mouth and feigned a smile. Stroking his soft hair, she said, "I've already seen him. Coy, I want you to go out and play."