Chasing Back My Ex-wife

"What's wrong? Hey, my dear baby, don't cry. Your heart hurts so much! Tell me what's going on. I'll avenge you!" A fat woman in a mink coat ran over and coaxed the little boy.

"Boohoo... it's that woman." The little boy cried and wiped his tears with his saliva. "She knocked me down. I'm in so much pain now! Mom, avenge me!"

Lucy stood up with the help of others and frowned. This child was about the same age as Caden. Why was he full of lies?

"Well, be good. My baby son won't cry anymore. I will avenge you now. Wait here!"

The fat woman coaxed the little boy a few more words, walked to Lucy with her hands on her hips, and shouted, "Are you blind or did you grow up to your butt? Can't you see my son? Apologize, if you don't satisfy my son today, don't think about leaving here!"

When she was cursing, the flesh on her chin was shaking. She looked fierce, scaring some children who were still playing.

Some parents saw what had happened and knew that it was not Lucy's fault, so they helped her to say a few words—

"Your son ran too fast just now and bumped into this lady."

"It's really not this lady's fault. Your son should have apologized."

The fat woman didn't care who was right and who was wrong. "What are you talking about? It's none of your business. My son is crying. It's her fault. She must apologize to my son today!"

This was simply a shrew, and there was no reason to talk about it. Others didn't know Lucy, but they didn't want to be entangled by her, so they didn't speak.

The noise was too loud. Arthur, who was in the middle of the crowd, frowned and looked at Lucy, asking her what was going on.

"I'm fine." Lucy used his mouth to silently say these words, indicating that he should be at ease. She didn't want to rely on him for everything. Once she developed this type of habit, it would be difficult for her to change it again.

Arthur still wanted to say something, but the group of people around him surrounded him again. He was impatiently dealing with these people, but his attention was always on Lucy.

"Madam, your son bumped into me from behind when I was standing here. It's not my fault. He didn't cry. He just smeared some saliva on his face. You saw it yourself, didn't you?" Lucy was not afraid of making trouble, but she didn't want to make trouble.

"Why didn't my son hit you? If you hadn't stood here and blocked his way, he wouldn't have bumped into you!" The fat woman looked up and stepped forward to push Lucy. "You made my son cry. Today, I have to kneel down and apologize to him! Do you hear me? Kneel down and apologize!"

"Don't go too far!" There was a hint of coldness in Lucy's eyes. Except for her mother who dared to treat her like this before, no one had ever pushed her like this.

"I've gone too far. What else can you do?" The fat woman pushed Lucy a few more times, and the fat all over her body was full of disdain and disdain. "You are so poor that you don't even have a piece of gold jewelry. How can you, a poor man, have money to let your child go to such a school?"

She patted Lucy's face twice, stood on tiptoe, and looked at Lucy. "Did you sleep with the principal, so he let a poor child like you come to school here? Let me tell you, if you don't kneel down and apologize to my son today, I will make your child quit... ah!"

"I'm sorry, grandma. I thought you were a bear. I wanted to take a photo with you, so I accidentally stepped on you." After heavily stepping on the fat woman, the little fellow raised her little face and looked innocent.

As soon as he came over, he saw his mommy being bullied by a sow. He was really pissed off!

"Pfft!"

Someone laughed.

A bear? Wasn't he scolding this upstart for being rich?

"Are you the poor son?" The fat woman was so angry that her fat face was squeezed together. She pointed at the little fellow with her pig's trotters-like fat fingers.

How could he call her 'Grandma'? How old was she?!

"To point fingers at people. You don't have any family education," the little fellow said in a childish voice. Then, she raised her head and asked Lucy, "Mommy, what did Grandma say about the stall goods you're wearing? Didn't you tell her that the clothes you're wearing were personally made by Heras?"

Everyone was speechless.

"Heras?"

Was it the world-class first-class clothing designer they knew?

"Some people don't have good taste, so we can't lower our heads to the level of them." After arguing with such a shrew, there was no result. Lucy pulled his son and wanted to leave.

But the fat woman came forward and grabbed her. "Do you think I'll believe you just because you said that the dress you're wearing was personally made by Heras? I even said that I'm the Queen of England!"

The others didn't quite believe him either. After all, Heras wasn't an ordinary person who could be invited. At the very least, they wouldn't be able to.

"Let go!" At first, Lucy felt that the other party was unreasonable, but now he was really angry.

"Let go!" At first, Lucy felt that the other party was unreasonable, but now he was really angry.

The fat woman stood on tiptoe and raised her chin. "I won't let go! You..."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" The little boy squeezed in front of the fat woman, interrupted her, and shouted, "Give her two slaps quickly, ask her to kneel down and apologize to me! Otherwise, today's matter won't be over!"