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.

Rosalie could vaguely hear the little

there anything we

but they were worried that they might wake their mother up, so

her up, they dashed to the door. They opened it without even taking a

of roses, the little boys were

age, they knew exactly what it

‘Someone gaveMommy roses!’

exchanged glances in suspicion as they shared the same

looked at the person at the door. They were about to ask about

before they could even ask about it, their mother’s voice resounded behind

little

is Mommy returning the flowers without

toward the door and flashed a polite

who was holding the bouquet, was mesmerized by

here, yet this was his first

a plain silk nightdress, and her hair flowed down casually. Even though there was not a layer of make-up on her face, her features were so surreal that

understand the reason behind Mr. Lawrence’s persistence