My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 612 She Seemed A Little Scared

In the following days, it was Lisa who sent the little boys home. She would see the same runner delivering flowers every day.

Even though Roselie had informed her to return the flowers, she would still bring them to Rosalie so that she could have a look first.

In Lisa’s eyes, the flowers were Byron’s token of affection. Thus, although Rosalie was reluctant to accept them, she should be aware of their existence.

After going through this a few times, the runner concluded that it would be better to wait at the doorstep so that there was no need for Lisa to drop by the flower shop to return the flowers later.

Since it was the weekend, Rosalie assumed that Bryon would stop sending flowers. However, to her surprise, the doorbell rang early in the morning.

Rosalie did not work during the weekends, so there were only the three of them at home at the moment. No one was there to open the door.

Prying open her drowsy eyes, Rosalie heard the non-stop ringing and had mixed feelings about it.

It was the time when the runner was here to send the flowers every day.

She figured that the runner would be able to grasp the situation if no one opened the door.

Still, she could hear the doorbell ringing from the living room in the very next second.

Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong.

could vaguely hear the

there anything we

long ago, but they were worried that they might wake their mother

the doorbell, which might wake her up, they dashed to the door. They opened it without even

at the bouquet of roses, the little

spite of their tender age, they

‘Someone gaveMommy roses!’

suspicion as they shared the same notion. ‘Are we getting ourselves a new

door. They were about to ask about the person who

could even ask about it, their mother’s

the little boys were

Mommy returning the flowers without looking at

their reaction as she strode toward the door and flashed a polite

runner, who was holding the bouquet, was mesmerized by

flowers here, yet this was his

though there was not a layer of make-up

glance at her was enough for him to understand the reason behind Mr. Lawrence’s persistence in sending