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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 960

"Mom..."

Levi stretched out his little hand, tugging at the corner of Mia's clothes. He kindly wanted to hint at her to stop agitating Neil.

Mia looked down at him and patted his hand away. "Brat, this is none of your business. Eat whatever you should eat and drink whatever you should drink. Don't be nosy!"

Levi winked at her, trying to indicate a message. He said, "Mom, Dad is..."

"Your Dad has probably done eating, you don't have to be concerned about him. Eat your dinner..." Mia placed some food on Levi's plate, trying to shut him out.

She was busy with her own matter, which was to evaluate Karen Joy's boyfriend. Everything else did not concern her right now.

"Sigh..." Levi sighed and shook his head helplessly. How could he have such a slow and dimwitted mother?

Although Levi was still a child, he knew how much his father would accept his mother's every whim and fancy. Neil spoiled her all the time. However, Mia was now joking about how she should not have married Neil. This was something Neil would never tolerate, not even a joke!

Somehow, Levi could already imagine how badly his mother would be tortured by his father later, as a punishment for her sharp tongue.

"Sigh..."

He shook his head helplessly again. To be honest, he was sure that he must have been adopted by his parents! Otherwise, how could a smart and lovely child like him have such a foolish mother like Mia?

He was feeling a mild aversion towards Mia now! When they were going out together in the future, he vowed to stay away from her. He must not let others know that he was her son.

Look, his slow- witted mother did not even realize the seriousness of the matter! She still said without shame, "Karen, you must remember what I said to you. Otherwise, when you meet a better man in the future, you will regret it so much."

Karen Joy took a bite of her food, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Little Aunt, you have been married to Great Uncle for so many years. Have you regretted it?"

Karen Joy knew exactly what Mia wanted to do. She would not just sit there and let Mia push her around. She would fight back, and she was prepared to attack Mia's weakest spots.

Karen Joy asked Mia with a smile, and her voice was soft. In Mia's eyes, Karen Joy was still a cute little child, that was why she let down her guard.

Mia patted her chest and sighed, "Karen, you asked if I have ever regretted? Let me tell you, all these years, there was not one day that I did not regret my decision."

Hearing this, Karen Joy's eyes widened, showing a look of sympathy for her. "Little Aunt, do you mean that you regret marrying Great Uncle all these years?"

"Little Aunt, if you dare to admit that, I will definitely sympathize with you today." Karen Joy thought to herself.

She didn't expect that Mia, who had always been so clever, actually nodded in agreement to that question. Perhaps she was too focused on breaking Karen Joy and Nathaniel up.

"Yes," Mia nodded and admitted to it. Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes, her acting becoming more and more genuine. "Karen, you must take me as an example. Before marrying someone, you must think it over carefully. Once a woman gets married to a man, the man will think of you as someone inferior and will no longer care about you. My husband thinks of me poorly every day, and even my son does so too. They would always gang up and bully me. I'm living in a war zone every day. Sometimes, I would even think about getting a divorce. If I have another chance, I will definitely not marry this bastard Neil."

Mia had received all types of the best actress awards in the past few years, and her acting skills had nearly reached a level of perfection.

After her emotional performance, anyone would think that she really had been living in regret all these years. It was as if marrying Neil was the biggest mistake in her life.

Karen Joy gave Mia a thumbs-up in her heart. "Little Aunt, you are a real hero! I really admire you!"

Bang—

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